Sylvie and Her New Owner

What he said was sincere, but Hill thought about it and felt that he would say such formulaic words.

Si Kongqing bowed lightly: "Thank you teacher."

Ai Dajin smiled, his unkempt and greasy appearance had an artist's intimacy: "I'll see you in Suzhou and Hangzhou."

She walked off the stage, and Hill was waving at her with his mobile phone.

"Quick, have a laugh!" The girl herself laughed wildly, "Singing is so beautiful!"

She complied with Hill's request, smiled at the camera, walked over, and took her hand without a trace.Lovers, dreams, a harmonious family, if someone had told her she was going to get these a few months ago, she would have thought that person was sick.But now, the temperature in her hand tells her that everything is so real, she has completely possessed her, and Hill will always belong to her, and will not be taken away by anyone.

The news that Si Kongqing signed up for the Voice of China and passed the rematch quickly spread throughout No. [-] Middle School.

The students were amazed at how well the first-grade master could sing so well, and some people maliciously speculated that it was a catwalk show by a rich girl who went through the back door. No matter what kind of view, it gave the students who were depressed by the midterm exam some after-dinner. talk.

"So, you can see Si Kongqing on TV?"

In the activity room of the service department, the table was full of snacks and drinks, all of which Wen Yuyan searched out from the cabinet. In the name of giving Sikong Qing a farewell party, these grains that Hill usually stored were taken out, Wen Yuyan grinned , and even toasted Sikong Qing with a glass of Coke.

She thought in her heart that she could arrange a scene in her novel where the protagonist's sisters are separated and the younger sister takes advantage of the situation.

"Sign me first," Han Yueru blinked, and pushed a notebook over, "Sign here, make it more conspicuous."

The only boy, Han Xiu, wants to talk to the girls, but because he is an immature freshman in high school, he would be nervous when talking to pretty girls. Instead of expressing himself unnaturally, he prefers to sit alone and play alone cell phone.

Simply put, it is cowardly.

Hill sighed. Although he felt sorry for his snacks, he still had to maintain a generous attitude. After all, for a person with a good face, the most lethal words are "you are so stingy".

She walked over and felt sorry for the lonely Han Xiu, so she gave him a box of Orion Pie and AD calcium milk.Han Xiu looked up in surprise, and she smiled apologetically at her, as if she had a holy light on her face. The most beautiful young lady in the society is so gentle and motherly, the young man was almost moved to tears.

She sat back beside Si Kongqing, and Si Kongqing immediately held her hand under the table.Obviously nothing has changed, but in Si Kongqing's eyes, Hill, who has just experienced human affairs, is full of charm everywhere.In fact, she was not satisfied with the taste of the forbidden fruit that day, but in the next few days at home, Hill was so shy that she was not even allowed to enter the room, fearing that her mother would find out, so she had no choice but to give up.

If she had one wish lately, it was to spend one more night with Hill.

"Shall we play Werewolf?" Wen Yuyan raised her hand to propose.

Being idle is also boring, so naturally no one objects.Han Yueru refused to say that she didn't know how to play, but she was still forcibly pulled over. Wen Yuyan said confidently, "You'll be fine if you play!"

Indeed, the game is as simple as finding the unknown werewolf and voting to kill it.

Everyone guessed the game, Wen Yuyan was out, and became the god who watched.A God with four players, there are only werewolves and civilians, and there are no professions such as witches and prophets.Wen Yuyan took out four small cards, one with "Werewolf" written on them, and three with "Civilian" written on them, and asked them to draw lots. Only the person who drew the cards would know their identities.

"It's getting dark, please close your eyes!"

Everyone obediently closed their eyes together.

"Werewolf, please open your eyes." Wen Yuyan said in an exaggerated voice on purpose.

Si Kongqing opened his eyes.

The werewolf, he actually got the [-]/[-] chance.

"Who are you going to kill?" God asked.

She turned her head, and the little white rabbit next to her closed her eyes tightly, motionless, letting others pick it.

Werewolves... who are they going to eat?

She suddenly cupped Hill's face and kissed it.Hill was startled, and couldn't help but opened his eyes. In front of him were Si Kongqing's dilated black pupils, and... God Wen Yuyan's dumbfounded expression.

Her breathing was a little short, but she didn't want Han Yueru and Han Xiu to find out about their relationship, so she held back and didn't dare to make a sound.Si Kongqing sucked her lips until they were a little red and swollen, then he parted with nostalgia, pulling an ambiguous thread.

Wen Yuyan was so excited that she was speechless.

At first, I thought being a god was boring, but looking at it now... blood money!

It turned out that Hill was so affected!The appearance of being kissed but not daring to make a sound, she really wants to write it in the novel!

"Werewolves..." She rubbed her hands excitedly, "Who do you want to kill?"

Si Kongqing pointed to Hill.

Hill's eyes widened, not understanding why Si Kongqing wanted to kill himself—shouldn't it be two people working together to kill others?

But she couldn't speak, so she could only secretly pinch Si Kongqing to vent her anger.

"Okay, it's getting dark, please close your eyes."

The two died down and closed their eyes.

"It's dawn, please open your eyes." Wen Yuyan looked satisfied, and the two remaining people were puzzled, "Last night, a person was killed."

She raised her finger and pointed at Hill.

Hill made a surprised expression in unison.

At this moment, everyone's mood is——

Si Kongqing: Oh.

Han Yueru: My brother must be a werewolf!Want to kill Hill to attract the attention of the young lady!

Han Xiu: ...It can't be my sister, can it?Women's jealousy is terrible.

Wen Yuyan: Ah, I'm dead.

Hill: I can't answer that question because I'm just a little white rabbit.

……

After sorting out her mood, Wen Yuyan handed the non-existent microphone to Hill's mouth: "Do you have any last words?"

Hill pondered for a while, and said angrily: "I think Han Xiu is a werewolf!"

The young man's eyes widened, and the young lady's angelic brilliance suddenly degenerated into a demon. What did he do wrong to be splashed with dirty water?

He looked at his sister with a weeping face, but he had an expression of "it really is you".

Wen Yuyan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so she waved her hand and said, "Everyone, let's start speaking one by one."

Si Kongqing was the first one, she cleared her throat, her face remained normal: "Lack of information, we can only bet, I think it's Han Xiu."

The second one is Han Yueru. She thought hard, and now she was completely immersed in the game after she refused before: "I think, Si Kongqing will definitely not kill Hill. I also think it is Han Xiu."

Han Xiu was besieged on all sides, he opened his mouth, unable to argue:

"I'm not……"

—the four girls stared at him together.

He was defeated and hung his head in frustration.

Everyone began to vote, Si Kongqing and Han Yueru unanimously voted for Han Xiu, and Han Xiu was eliminated.

"Then I declare," Wen Yuyan waved her hand, "the winner is—"

The corner of Han Xiu's mouth twitched, and he sighed, feeling greatly wronged.

Han Yueru, who felt that she had helped justice, was looking forward to the result.

Si Kongqing and Hill looked at each other and smiled, showing no shame in cheating.

"Wolfman!"

Chapter 150 Seven: The Man Who Left Home

Before Si Kongqing went to Suzhou and Hangzhou, the contestants asked the contestants who passed the semi-finals to make a short video of their life and send it to the audience so that they could introduce themselves to the audience when the program was broadcast.

Si Kongqing chose the apartment as the filming location for no other reason, because the house at home was too ostentatious, which easily aroused netizens' hatred of the rich.

"I don't think so?" Hill held the camera and aimed at Si Kongqing, "I think if I participated in the competition, it might cause others to hate the rich."

"How to say?" Si Kongqing asked with great interest.

"If you are rich, have good grades, and can sing well, others will think you are a big boss," Hill shrugged, "just like ordinary people would envy the rich second generation in the class who live in a villa, but don't Would be jealous of Obama living in the White House."

People will be jealous of people who are a little better than him, but for people who are too good, they can only look up at the mountains.

After she finished speaking, she added dejectedly, "I'm different, I'm the kind of rich second generation who doesn't do business properly."

It just happens to be the kind that makes people unconvinced and think "it's fate".

Sikong Qing smiled: "But you are cute."

And it's still a girl.If the stereotype of the second generation of rich men is that they are playful, then for the second generation of rich women, [-]% of them are deliberately showing off their wealth.But neither Hill nor Sikong Qing have these problems, especially Sikong Qing, compared to Hill playing "Dragon Soul" and enjoying the pleasure of being a local tyrant in the guild secretly teasing girls, Sikong Qing looks very Buddhist no matter where he is , in the eyes of classmates, Hill belongs to Bai Fumei, while Si Kongqing is probably a nobleman.

Shooting begins.

"Hi everyone, I'm Si Kongqing, from Yu..." Si Kongqing looked at the camera with a strange expression on his face, before she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing, "Pfft, it's so embarrassing."

"Hurry up!" Hill urged, "Do it all over again."

Si Kongqing pursed her lips, and looked away embarrassingly - she couldn't do it, she wanted to laugh when she saw Hill's serious look, and there was an evil thought in her heart that made her feel ashamed.She didn't come to the apartment to shoot this because she didn't want to expose her family background, after all, it's fine to shoot in the bedroom—all she wanted was to trick Hill into coming here, and then...

Once the restless thoughts were ignited, they intensified. She had no intention of filming, and mechanically said a vague self-introduction. Hill followed her steps, and she suddenly said:

"Go and take a picture of the musical instrument in the bedroom."

Hill nodded and followed her into the bedroom.

Si Kongqing sometimes felt that he was greedy and shameless. He wanted to get close to Hill before, then he wanted to hug her, then he wanted to kiss her, and he still tricked people into sleeping with him until now because Hill liked her.

But she is leaving tomorrow, and she doesn't want to leave with regrets, she just wants to relive her taste repeatedly.

"Sill," she closed the door without a trace, and there was a crisp sound when it was locked, "let's...do it."

Hill shuddered, and the camera would have fallen to the floor if it hadn't been on his hands.

"You, you..." She stammered, her jaw almost dropped, "Why did you say this all of a sudden..."

She stepped back subconsciously, clamping her legs tightly, as if her memory went back to that sinking night.Her body seemed to be heating up, and her mind seemed to be in a mess. She had been avoiding this matter for the past few days, but Si Kongqing finally spoke out.

"I'm leaving," Si Kongqing lowered his head and said softly, "I want to be with you."

She walked over, helped Hill take off the camera in his hand, and then hugged her gently.She is only a little taller than Hill, and she can see through each other's clear eyes with slightly lowered eyes.

"Does Hill hate doing this?"

Her rhythmic fingertips rubbed the girl's back.