The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Wen Yao closed his eyes.

The tragic, sad, and unwilling past reappeared in his mind again.

Blood spreads in the bathtub.

And...her hateful eyes.

Touching the girl's frightened almond eyes, he was silent for a while and said, "Did I make you sad?"

"……No."

"You are lying to me."

On the way to send her back, Wen Yao suddenly leaned over and hugged her, burying himself deeply in her collarbone, with a dull voice, "I'm sorry...but I saw you and him...I really can't control myself, forgive me." OK?"

The girl didn't seem to expect this sudden closeness.

She was stunned for a while, then slowly put her little hands on his back and hugged him back.

"I don't blame you. Wen Yao." She whispered in his ear, "You are so sensitive."

Somewhat like complaining, childish words.

Wen Yao burst out laughing.

But he refused to let go.

Under the dim sky, the girl's delicate face seemed to have lost some of its greenness. Wen Yao lowered his eyes as dark as ink, and he suddenly asked, "Has he touched this place before?"

His pale and cold fingertips touched Banshu's soft and warm lips.

The tips of the girl's ears suddenly turned red.

"No."

A hint of coolness slowly flashed across Wen Yao's gloomy eyes.

He didn't even say who it was.

So...she has a crush on Shang Ting, right?

But he showed nothing.

He just rubbed the girl's soft and fragrant lips with his fingertips, and the force became stronger.

Tears appeared in the girl's eyes. She opened her wet almond eyes and said, "Wen... Wen Yao, it hurts..."

Wen Yao hurriedly came to his senses and lowered his head. The girl's red and bloody lips were slightly swollen. He covered her watery eyes with trembling hands, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

next second.

The sound of wind in my ears suddenly stopped.

He gently took her hot lips into his mouth, and held the girl's slender and fragile neck with his big hands with great control.

"Don't reject me... Shushu... don't reject me..."

He murmured.

Then the kiss became more fierce.

It seemed to suck all the breath from her lips.

"Wen... Wen Yao..."

The weak and beautiful girl weakly clung to the man's strong and strong shoulders. She was slightly startled when she vaguely saw the tears in the corners of his eyes.

He kissed her very deeply and very hard.

It almost makes people drown in it.

Pan Shu's eyes were blurred, and a look of inquiry flashed in her eyes.

Before Wen Yao opened her eyes, she once again looked helpless and green, sinking into the depths of lust.

Wen Yao gently caressed her soft cheek with one hand, touching her forehead to her forehead, nose to nose, and only the sounds of each other's breathing lingered in their ears.

He gasped slightly, "Sorry."

He said sorry many times today.

Hot tears quickly gathered in Pan Shu's eyes, and beads like broken strings fell down continuously.

A trace of pain flashed in Wen Yao's eyes.

He gently planted a kiss on Pan Shu's forehead, "No matter what you do, you can do it."

Just, don't fall in love with anyone else.Just love him, okay.

The young and ignorant girl in front of her gradually overlapped with the cold and beautiful face in her memory, without a trace of warmth.

Wen Yao's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"That's fine."

Call him cowardly or call him evasive.

All Wen Yao wants is to maintain the status quo.

She was still standing in front of him.

——I don’t hate him yet.

The girl looked at him blankly, as if she couldn't figure out who he was with her now. She frowned in distress, "I don't like you like this."

Wen Yao apologized kindly, "I'm sorry, I'll bring you custard buns tomorrow."

The girl still refused to let go.

"Two." Wen Yao added silently.

"Okay, okay, I really can't do anything to you. I can't do this next time."

The girl waved her hand broadly.

She showed her bright and charming smile again, "Go back, I'm here."

Wen Yao looked at her bouncing back and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to study?"

Pan Shu looked back at him doubtfully, "No. I don't like reading. It's so messy that I can't even understand it."

After saying that, she walked up the stairs, and when she reached the second floor, she said goodbye to Wen Yao.

At this time, the sky was completely dark.

Like oppressive, suffocating thick black bitter ink.

The man gradually became cooler.

and so.

I obviously don't like reading, but for the sake of Shang Ting, do I still have to force myself?

Just to stay with Shang Ting for a while?

Wen Yao couldn't restrain himself from thinking about it.

Shang Ting was like a sharp thorn in the soft flesh of his heart that could not be removed.

Whenever he thought the thorn was gone.

But he can teach him a lesson.

——It caused him to convulse all over in pain.

he is sick.

The disease is unclear.

No wonder she called him crazy.

It deserves to be scolded.

Wen Yao frowned in distress.

He had obviously tried very hard to disguise his emotions.

Surely it still doesn't work?

Seeing the lights in the girl's room turn on, Wen Yao was hiding in the darkness, like a despicable person watching the sky.

He stood there for a long, long time.

Until the thin liquid fell on him.

Only then did he realize, oh, it turned out to be raining.

This is a good thing, as it means that the food we are trying to grow in the base has the possibility of growing.

He moved his fingertips, then turned and left.

the next day.

Pan Shu got her wish and ate the two sweet custard buns that Wen Yao offered her to apologize.

Custard buns.

Such great food.

Pan Shu licked her lips.

The sweet smell is still there.

Much more fun than kissing.

"Shu Shu, how are you doing? How are you, Professor Shang?" Fang Han held the dinner plate and touched Pan Shu with his elbow, blinking curiously, "Although I don't want you to be snatched away by others..."

But compared to Wen Yao, she still thinks Shang Ting is more reliable.

"what?"

"Nothing, nothing. How are you, Professor Shang?"

In fact, what Fang Han wanted to ask was "Is it good for you?"

But she was afraid of scaring Shu Shu, so she restrained herself.

Pan Shu said "Oh" slowly, "He is very nice. He has many books."

"It's gone?"

"Um……"

Pan Shu thought about it again, and suddenly a clear and smiling voice came from behind her, "I think I'm not a bad person."

"Shu Shu, what do you think?"

Shang Ting was wearing a white coat, and his cold white face became more and more elegant, but his gorgeous and attractive skin always made people feel a little improper.

Fang Han looked at the Shang Pavilion and then at Pan Shu.

She smiled and said, "Shu Shu likes Professor Shang very much, right, Shu Shu?"

"Ah."

"What are you talking about?" Wen Yao glanced at Fang Han casually.

Fang Han's heart skipped a beat.

Damn, when did Wen Yao come?How much did he hear?

Shang Ting smiled arrogantly and did not restrain himself at all on other people's territory. "I'm so happy. Shu Shu said she likes me."

Wen Yao's face suddenly darkened.

Didn't even bother to hide it.

"Really?" He glanced at Shang Ting lightly, "It's just polite words. Shushu has always been polite. It's better not to be sentimental."

"This sentence is also sent to Mr. Wen."

Shang Ting smiled faintly.