The yandere boy is so scheming

Shen Sichun let go first, "Come on, sister is optimistic about you."

Shen Zhijing smiled and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll leave first, Yu He is still waiting for me." Shen Sichun waved to her with his back turned.

Leave with leisurely steps.

.........

"Why are you here? You missed the great master's dance... Have you fallen into a trap?"

Yu He was really speechless and handed the half cup of milk tea to Shen Sichun.

Shen Sichun smiled awkwardly, "I had diarrhea, but I quietly ran behind the curtain to watch the master's dance. He danced really well."

Yu He chuckled, his eyes fixed on her lips, a little suspicious, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Shen Sichun took a sip of the milk tea, which was already at room temperature. "Oh, it's okay. I ran to the toilet in a hurry and hit the door, knocking my teeth."

Yu He had mixed emotions and stared at her as if she was mentally retarded, "You're so stupid."

Shen Sichun was about to refute, but suddenly the lights dimmed, smoke of dry ice filled the stage, and a girl wearing a tight pure white dance skirt walked onto the stage.

The hem of the skirt is so short that it barely covers her buttocks, and only reaches the top of her thighs.

Shen Sichun raised a sinister smile and said lightly: "The show is about to begin."

Yu He looked sideways at the stage and frowned: "Isn't she your sister? What's there to see?"

She has never liked Shen Sichun, her sister, and she didn't think she was a good person at first impression.

Although there is a feeling of purity in my body, it feels strange inexplicably, as if it is fake...

"Otherwise, we'd better leave early..." The moment Yu He turned his head, he saw the weird smile on Shen Sichun's face.

……

What's going on.

Shen Sichun saw Yu He's open mouth from the corner of his eye and said nonsensically: "Let's go after watching Xiao Jing dance. She asked me to cheer for her just now."

Yu He nodded blankly.

Shocking and rhythmic music suddenly sounded on the stage. To everyone's surprise, a girl dressed so innocently could dance such a hot Korean dance.

Shen Zhijing smiled slightly, and her first move was a fiery butt shake, which matched her eyes with such a charming look.

Most of the boys in the audience were crazy, shouting and cheering for Shen Zhijing.

Shen Zhijing smiled with satisfaction.

As long as Shen Sichun keeps a low profile and doesn't get exposed, he can certainly capture the hearts of a large number of boys without being named the school belle.

Shen Sichun tapped his fingertips on the small table next to the seat, and each sound seemed to be announcing a verdict.

The time has come...

The show is coming.

Shen Zhijing suddenly felt a cramp in his stomach, and his intestines moved crazily, making a "gurgling, gurgling" sound.

Shen Zhijing frowned in pain, turned his back and rubbed it quietly.

It hurts even more, maybe it's because I'm going to have a bowel movement...

Shen Zhijing held it in tight and looked normal.

Shen Sichun stared at her weaker movements than before and smiled coldly.

It's quite tolerable and the expression management is good.

Shen Zhijing's heart skipped a beat, and before the end, he made a big movement of lowering his waist.

I secretly comforted myself: It will be over soon, so I must hold it in and run to the toilet as soon as I get off the stage.

"Fives"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

Shen Sichun's beautiful lips were slightly opened, and the last "one" was gently hidden.

"..."

Shen Zhijing took a step forward, raised his hands in the air, and suddenly lowered his waist.

...! !

"boom--"

A sound like a cork being popped out of a bottle overshadowed the gentle music later and resounded throughout the auditorium.

A piece of disgusting yellow spurted out from the pure white dance skirt that barely covered her buttocks, flowing down her legs to the floor.

"Fuck, that's so fucking disgusting!"

"No, she has diarrhea???"

"Awesome!?"

"Get out of here, you're in disgrace."

"Our school has been completely disgraced by her."

"I'm so fucking blind. I just praised her for being a beautiful dancer?"

"Rolling, rolling, rolling..."

Shen Zhijing's stomach was churning and the pain was unbearable. She stared at the audience who were shouting disgustingly. The audience made her roll down at a loss, and she ran off the stage with tears in her eyes.

Yu He: "Hahahahahahahaha..."

"She's really good at it. She had diarrhea on the stage and it was broadcast live from the Eighth School. This is the funniest joke I've ever heard, hahahahaha..."

"This is a dance with flavor."

Yu He burst into tears while laughing.

Shen Sichun pulled Yu He out of the auditorium. She was still laughing and couldn't stop at all.

Shen Sichun pursed his lips, "Be careful of your laughter."

Yu He tried his best to suppress the crazy raised corners of his mouth, and said calmly: "No, you don't want to comfort her and give her warmth, do you?"

If you dare to go, she will blow her head off!

Shen Sichun pursed his lips and said, "No."

Of course not. She personally administered the medicine, and she wanted to give her some warmth. This was the effect she wanted.

Maybe Liu Zeping was pointing at her nose and scolding her before she even got to the toilet. What could happen to her?

When Shen Zhijing came to her house to play when she was a child, she accidentally touched the cat's-eye grass that she pulled from the roadside and planted in a flower pot. After that, she suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.

I went to the hospital for a checkup and was told that the diarrhea was caused by plant allergic dermatitis.

At that time, she felt very guilty about this matter. She threw the cat's eye grass into the trash can and locked herself in her room for several days. Shen Zhijing ignored her when he came to see her.

Who would have thought that she would now treat Shen Zhijing as his weakness and deal with her.

Who is God forgiving.

*

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Shen Sichun walked back to the apartment. She deliberately dragged Yu He around the street for several hours.

Yu He rubbed his legs and complained: "You don't buy anything, why are you shopping in the street?"

She hasn't digested what happened today, and she doesn't want to face Chi Yanzhi.

With a beep--, his finger pressed on the fingerprint-unlocked door, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up.

Shen Sichun held the door handle and turned it gently. The door to the apartment opened, and it was dark inside.

Shen Sichun frowned and murmured to himself, "Are you asleep?"

Haven't gone home yet?

Shen Sichun pressed the switch on the wall with one hand, and the apartment suddenly became brighter.

The lamps in the living room have a modern and simple style. Each one has a folding structure of light black dark wood and cold metal. It has a hollow waist design similar to a bird's nest. In addition, each line outlines an unknown and exquisite pattern, ranging from different lengths. The hemp hanging ropes are hung from the ceiling in an orderly manner.

When she arrived, the first thought that popped into her mind was: Really rich.

Shen Sichun changed his shoes at the entrance and glanced at the bar, sofa and balcony in the living room.

Walking inside, nothing in the house has moved at all, and everything remains in the same state as when I left in the morning.

Shen Sichun almost couldn't contain her joy, but her reason forced her to calm down.

"Knock knock knock---"

She knocked several times but no one responded. She frowned slightly and said, "I'm in."

Before Shen Sichun even set foot in the door, he was pulled into the room by a strange force, and the door behind him banged loudly.

Shen Sichun; coming again?

The room was very dark, with no lights on, and only some faint blue light reflected from the rolling light sign outside.

Shen Sichun knew that it was useless to struggle. If he had the intention to imprison it, she would not be able to escape.

He didn't say a word, he just held her waist and buried his head in her white and slender neck in her collar.

Shen Sichun moved uncomfortably and was held tighter by him.

Suddenly she felt a drop of warm moisture, running down her back.