The villain loves the beautiful host

"No." Yan Sui turned his head and smiled beautifully, "I used to have a brother, but he had a car accident. But the witch said that my brother has been following me all the time. We two brothers are connected in heart and body. Wherever I go, my brother will follow me, so I have to save a seat for him."

Xu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and Yan Sui’s bright smile became increasingly gloomy in his eyes.

He didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he felt the air conditioning in the classroom was even colder. The surroundings were eerie. He hugged his arms, feeling his hair standing on end, and quietly moved his butt, placing two seats between him and Yan Sui.

Yan Sui smiled and rubbed his body against hers, "Qing Huan, don't you want to sit with me?"

"Don't come over here!" Xu Qinghuan moved even faster, but the chairs in the classroom needed to be pressed down firmly before one could sit on them, otherwise they would bounce up. He moved so fast as if he had seen a ghost, and without having time to press down on the chair, he suddenly sat down with his butt, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

The movement was quite serious.

Yan Sui tried to hold back his laughter and reached out his hand, "Hey, Qing Huan, what's wrong with you?"

"Do not touch me!!"

When Xu Qinghuan was a child, his family lived in Shen Village. The most important things in that village were folk customs and some ghosts and gods, so he was very afraid of these things.

Xu Qinghuan waved his hand violently, Yan Sui's eyes flickered, his body suddenly tilted, and he fell out like a meat pie, in full view of everyone.

"What are you doing?" Su Cheng was the first to stand up, and everyone thought he was going to blame Yan Sui.

Everyone knows that he and Xu Qinghuan have a good relationship.

Unexpectedly, Su Cheng bent down and helped up the weak and boneless beauty on the ground.

But the beauty seemed to be somewhat resistant and didn't want him to touch her, so she stood up strong.

Yan Sui stood there helplessly with his head down, holding his red arm like a child who had done something wrong. "Compared to Qing Huan, I made you angry."

"Xu Qinghuan, what are you doing?" Su Cheng saw it clearly from behind. Yan Sui did nothing and was kind enough to help him, but he was given a cold look and turned away by him.

After being scolded for no reason, Xu Qinghuan stared in disbelief.

Su Cheng was his boyfriend! He had pursued her vigorously and passionately, and everyone had seen it. But now he had rejected her and was mean to her in front of so many people. Xu Qinghuan couldn't stand it anymore and ran out of the classroom in anger.

Yan Sui glanced at the tearful figure with complacency, his lips curved.

Don’t you like to flirt with me and make your brother Su Cheng jealous?

From now on, I will haunt you like a ghost, and you can't get rid of me even if you want to.

Can Can: "Host, do you really have a brother?"

The original owner doesn’t have it, but the host may not.

Yan Sui: [Yes, didn’t you just treat me to hotpot at noon?]

If Wen Xu knew that Yan Sui had made up a lie to say that he was dead and wanted to lick his brother's boots, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to..."

"It's okay." Yan Sui avoided Su Cheng's touch indifferently.

He hates dirty men touching him the most.

Su Cheng looked at his empty hands, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the bright and charming little face in front of him.

This was the most handsome boy he had ever seen.

He is so beautiful that one could find hundreds or thousands of words to describe him, but none of them would be enough.

Xu Qinghuan didn't come back for a class, so Su Cheng shamelessly sat in Xu Qinghuan's seat. As if he was afraid, the empty seat between the two of them remained unoccupied.

Su Cheng stared at Yan Sui's profile openly for the entire class.

Su Cheng always did things in an open and honest manner, and was free and easy. He simply admired the boy's good looks, and he had not done anything to let Xu Qinghuan down. On the contrary, Xu Qinghuan's mood had been fluctuating abnormally recently, which was annoying. So when Su Cheng watched Yan Sui, he did not feel any guilt, but felt very at ease instead.

He even passed little notes to Yansui during class.

Yan Sui didn't even look at it, he just threw it on the ground and crushed it hard with his foot.

Su Cheng was not annoyed, instead he felt that such a Gaoling beauty was more attractive.

He was wrong. Yan Sui was not a beautiful woman.

He is just a delicate flower in a warm greenhouse.

The teacher finished the get out of class on time, and Wen Xu appeared at the back door of Yansui's classroom on time.

Yan Sui caught a glimpse of a simple white shirt exposed by the door, picked up his schoolbag and ran out excitedly, but someone grabbed the corner of his shirt from behind.

The classroom was an auditorium, and Yan Sui's seat was right next to the steps. He was about to step onto the step with one foot when a sudden force in the opposite direction almost pulled him down.

"Classmate, please add my contact information." Su Cheng handed over his cell phone.

He used a very arrogant affirmative sentence, and his arrogant and confident tone made Yan Sui very uncomfortable.

Yan Sui smiled politely and turned back, but in fact his smile was cursing his father, "What's wrong with you?"

Su Cheng tapped the QR code on his phone and said, "Add me as a friend so we can get in touch in the future."

Guan Guan: "What kind of identity do you have? You need our baby to scan you personally, you big Puxin man!"

Yan Sui glanced at the pretentious avatar on the QR code, which was a posed photo of him wearing a motorcycle suit and a helmet. He was thinking about getting Wen Xu to wear the same outfit for him if he had the chance.

Yan Sui was about to speak when another voice rejected him, "Sorry, he doesn't agree."

Yan Sui turned around suddenly, and before he could see the person clearly, his wrist was bound by something warm. Then his body fell and fell in one direction, landing steadily on the broad chest.

Su Cheng looked at his hand that had once again failed, raised his head and looked at the person who had come, and immediately became angry, "Aren't you Qinghuan's roommate? You dared to lock the door yesterday, and now you come here to butt in. What? Are you here to save the damsel in distress?"

Wen Xu looked normal, but only Yan Sui knew that he was angry.

When Wen Xu kissed him, even though his expression seemed natural and calm, Yan Sui could still see the lust hidden in his pupils and the throbbing on his face.

When Wen Xu looked at him, a smile would unconsciously appear on the corners of her lips, and there was a joy in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

And when he made Wen Xu angry, even if he said something wrong, Wen Xu's face would change from colorful to monotonous gray and black, as if covered by a layer of shadow, which made Yan Sui feel scared.

And now, the calmness in Wen Xu's eyes was the biggest killer, indicating that he was filled with an immense amount of anger.

Yan Sui was a little scared, as he always felt that the fire would spread to himself, so he quickly stroked his fur to comfort him, and his little hands quietly climbed up the man's straight back and patted him softly.

She pressed herself so close to him that her soft cheeks felt intimately warm against his chest.

Yan Sui knew how to please Wen Xu.

Su Cheng felt the lingering fragrance left by his fingertips pulling at the collar of his clothes. There was a faint scent of youth on it. He raised his hand provocatively and smelled it under Wen Xu's gaze.

As students walked out of the empty classroom, the sound of knuckles snapping could be heard.

Looking at Wen Xu's suppressed fist, Su Cheng pulled the corner of his mouth proudly, and his mouth slightly opened, and Yan Sui pushed a big apple into it.

His latest model of Apple phone was snatched away by a teenage robber like a thief, and then quickly returned to the owner and stuffed into his own mouth.