The yandere boy is so scheming

The young man pressed his teeth against the back of his teeth and spoke in a deep tone, with a hint of impatience.

"understood."

Soon, Han Shuying left, leaving only two people in the corridor. After the air was quiet for a few seconds, Chi Yanzhi took the lead to break the silence.

He twitched the corners of his lips with unknown meaning, and said in a cold voice: "Go in and fix the shower head."

Shen Sichun said dumbly and followed him in.

"The switch can be turned, but the shower head won't produce water." Shen Sichun stood at the bathroom door and looked at the boy who was bending over to check inside, and pointed with his finger.

Chi Yanzhi's fine hair was half dry, slightly covering his beautiful and evil eyes.

He put one hand in his pocket and gently turned the switch with the other.

"It's probably blocked. It's already very late today. Let's wait until the workers come to repair it tomorrow."

The young man's voice was a little low, and the low alcohol was mixed with freshness and smoothness. She heard him say:

"Go to my room to wash up first."

Shen Sichun's cheeks felt dry and he said hello.

Shen Sichun quickly grabbed the clothes spread out on the bed, and the pink color tended to spread to his neck.

She had forgotten about this. I wonder if Chi Yanzhi saw it when he came in?

But when he followed Chi Yanzhi out, he dropped the short sleeves that were lined up side by side.

After taking a shower, Shen Sichun walked around in the bathroom but couldn't find his short-sleeved shirt, and then suddenly remembered that he had left it on the bed in a panic.

Shen Sichun patted his forehead in slight annoyance, hesitating whether he should trouble Chi Yanzhi outside.

At this time, the young man's clear voice sounded at the right time, "Open the door, and I will hand you the clothes."

Shen Sichun suddenly felt that his voice was like the sound of nature, and ran to the door and stretched out a hand.

There were still transparent drops of water hanging on her thin and white arms, and the tips of her tender white fingers were pink. The warm mist hit her face the moment she opened the door, because the girl was too close, and the frosted glass door was clear. You can see the curves of her body.

The boy's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he handed her the bathrobe in his hand.

Shen Sichun took it and closed the door again, and suddenly found that it seemed to be the same style as Chi Yanzhi.

The underwear and panties fit strangely. Does he know her size?

No, no, coincidence, it must be a coincidence!

Shen Sichun denied himself.

After a while, the bathroom door opened with a "click" sound, and Shen Sichun came out in a white nightgown. When he came out, he saw Chi Yanzhi looking sideways at the screen as if playing a game.

The blue light emitted from the screen cast onto the young man's face, making the skin even colder and whiter, and his bones were so distinct that his long fingers kept sliding across the screen.

Hearing the sound, Chi Yanzhi turned off the screen, and his dark eyes fell on the girl standing not far away for a moment.

The aroma of white tea mixed with lotus fragrance lingered in the air, lingering on the tip of the young man's nose. It was clear, light, and very gentle.

There was still a thick layer of water vapor on her body, which wetted the girl's eyelashes and stuck them together. Her peach blossom eyes were wet, like an ignorant deer that had strayed into the world.

The tear mole under the corner of the eye is obvious...

The nightgown was loose and the neckline was slightly larger at the rounded shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbones and the almost transparent white neck.

Chi Yanzhi's breathing was slightly heavy, and there was a flash of desire in his eyes.

He stood up and handed her the ginger tea on the bedside table, "My mother asked the servant to make it. It rained during the day to prevent colds."

Shen Sichun didn't think too much. He picked up the cup and drank it all.

Although it doesn't taste good, I don't want to show weakness in front of unfamiliar people.

Chi Yanzhi reached out and took the empty cup from her hand and placed it again on the bedside.

Shen Sichun smiled and made a gesture that people in the world would make: "Brother, thank you."

Shen Sichun didn't know what was wrong. She fell into a very deep sleep, as if a pair of big hands were restraining her, and she couldn't breathe smoothly.

In Chi Yanzhi's room, the young man stared at the sleeping girl on the computer screen, with dark emotions surging. His fingertips kept tapping on the table, and the dense sounds seemed to hit the apex of people's hearts.

In the middle of the night, the night wind blew the white sandy curtains flying, and then slowly fell down.

A dark shadow flashed across the floor-to-ceiling window, followed by the sound of someone pushing the floor-to-ceiling window open from the outside.

The cold moonlight fell on the bed like running water, and the pale pink gauze curtain reflected a tall and thin figure.

He raised his hand to open the gauze curtain, and the moonlight cast a faint halo on the girl's body.

He knelt down in front of the bed and placed a soft kiss on the girl's cheek.

Finally, he stopped at the girl's cherry-colored lips. The dirty desire in his eyes was so thick that it couldn't be melted away. "Chunchun, please keep it here for now..."

The cold white finger bones were slightly curled up and went down the tip of the girl's nose, and finally rubbed back and forth on her soft lips.

"Baby, you were the one who hit me first. I controlled my emotions for a long time because you were defeated. You can't blame me..."

The low tail sound was hidden in the rich night, turning into a fatal confinement.