Indulge in indulgence

The heat preservation effect of the thermos bucket is excellent, and the hot soup inside is still hot.

It is estimated that Su Wen tasted it and found that it was really hard to drink, his brows were slightly frowned, and it was cold all the time, so he drank it in small sips.

Cen Yi looked at him from the corner of his eye, and saw that Su Wen's thin lips were flushed red from the bone soup, his slender hand holding the soup bowl, and the fingertips were also slightly pink.

He raised his head slightly, and the soup fell down his throat, and the roll of his throat could be faintly seen through the high collar of the sweater.

Cen Yi stared at him as if obsessed, until Su Wen's bowl of soup had bottomed out, and suddenly asked, "Is it delicious?"

Su Wen was taken aback, and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper: "It's okay."

He noticed Cen Yi's direct gaze, and subconsciously touched his face: "...Is there something on my face?"

Cen Yi withdrew his gaze, coughed lowly, and his voice became hoarse: "It's nothing, it's delicious, eat more, don't leave it."

He forced his gaze to fall on the black and white words in his palm, cleared his throat, probably because the temperature in the room was too high, he just felt dry mouth and thirsty.

Su Wen ate very slowly. During this period, the room was silent, only the slight sound of gurgling.

After eating this pot of soup, Su Wenkong's stomach that was originally in the middle of the night became much warmer and happier in an instant, and his mood improved a lot, and his eyebrows and eyes stretched.

He re-fastened the thermos, paused slightly with the hand holding the lid, as if he was struggling to clean it for Cen Yi.

Cen Yi saw his hand put down and raised again, with a look of hesitation, suddenly felt amused: "You put it there, I'll take it back and wash it."

So Su Wen let out a cry, and slowly closed the lid.

Cen Yi noticed that Su Wen was seriously holding the line between the lid and the body of the bottle. He frowned and adjusted it until the line completely overlapped before letting go.

Cen Yi couldn't hold back, and let out a low laugh.

Su Wen was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

"I do not have it."

Cen Yi raised one eyebrow at him, with an innocent and domineering expression, "You heard wrong."

From the corner of the eye, Su Wen seemed to give him a blank look.

Of course, it's hard for him to say, Su Wen's appearance of obsessive-compulsive disorder is very cute and interesting.

Su Wen waited for a while, seeing that Cen Yi was still following his lines, his tone was a little displeased: "Is it all right?"

He cursed in his heart: A pig can memorize those two lines, and Cen Yi's lyrics are almost ruined, why can't he remember them?

Cen Yi put away his ci book and smiled at him: "It's alright, senior.

bring it on. "

Su Wen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his aura changed.

His long eyelashes drooped, and there was a playful and complicated light in those dark eyes, which looked like two beautiful obsidian under the light.

"How could I have anything to do with him?"

It was still a single person's voice, but the coldness and abstinence suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sexy laziness.

At this moment, the person sitting opposite Cen Yi was not Su Wen, but Wen Ye, the gentle and elegant psychology teacher.

He propped his chin with one hand, his soft black hair fell down, slightly covering his eyes.

"You're right, Li Xunru did pursue me, throwing money at me like crazy every now and then."

Su Wen smiled, "But he has been suffering from bipolar disorder for a long time, and he has a family. Not long ago, I heard that he had a dispute with his wife, and he was troubled by the divorce and distribution of property, and he went to court more than once. .”

"But you still have contacts with him in the future."

"He gave me a trunk of luxury goods. I don't need them. I originally wanted to return them to him, but at that time he seemed to be having an argument with his wife, so he didn't bother to open the door."

When the word quarrel was mentioned, Su Wen's expression was a little unpredictable.

Cen Yi touched his lips, and sneered: "At that time, he was abusing his wife at home, throwing a wine bottle on someone's head, and almost killed him.

After being stopped by neighbors, he was sent to the hospital for stitches, and he is still lying on the hospital bed. "

"..."

The next plot is not difficult, as long as you maintain the state of the first scene, you can easily control the character. As usual, this should end here, but Su Wen suddenly stood up.

"Thank you team."

He raised his jaw slightly, condescending.

"If you just ask me to play this childish house-playing game with you, then I suggest you give up this case as soon as possible.

Stop wasting each other's time. "

The plot took a leap of thousands of miles, and Su Wen jumped directly to the small climax, which was the first time the two had a dispute because of their disagreement.

"If you feel that your IQ is not enough, then you can read a few more books, or, I reluctantly make room for you as an auditor at University C."

Su Wen leaned slightly towards Cen Yi, but still maintained a slightly higher level than him, and said slowly, "But you'd better put away your ridiculous whimsy.

Do you really think you can easily guess the mind of a murderer?Unless you're crazy too. "

His eyes were so sharp that it was frightening, and the subtle sarcasm between every word could pierce people's souls.

Su Wen straightened up, and took one last look at Cen Yi, as if it was charity, but also compassion.

He pursed his lips, finally shook his head, turned around and left.

There was a harsh bang behind him—the sound of a chair being overturned.

A huge force grabbed Su Wen's wrist, and he was pulled back a few steps, his back hit the wall behind him.

Cen Yi's strength was too great, he shrank slightly in pain, the next moment Cen Yi's hand hit the wall next to his ear with a "boom", sealing his whole body in the gap between his body and the wall.

Cen Yi stared at him closely, revealing a pair of cold and dark eyes.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he was smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling, and there was a twisted coolness on the corner of his lips, which was astonishing.

"How can you be sure, how dare you be sure?"

His breath brushed against Su Wen's ears.

The voice was like a blunt knife, word by word, the flesh and blood were being grinded between the teeth, it was bitingly cold.

"What if I'm crazy?"

"..."

Su Wen's expression moved, and anxiety appeared on his face.

At this moment, he was really shocked by Cen Yi's acting skills.

The cold and bloodthirsty expression in Cen Yi's eyes was withdrawing bit by bit, his dark pupils were soaked in the dim light, and his back gradually relaxed.

He still maintained the posture of imprisoning Su Wen, the two of them were too close together, as long as he lowered his head a little, his lips could rub against Su Wen's hair.

The air conditioner made a slight sound, and he could smell the smell of Su Wen's shampoo, as well as the indistinct scent of green plums warmed by body temperature.

Su Wen was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Isn't this very good?"

His brisk tone was rarely appreciated.

Cen Yi didn't say anything.

"You have great potential, but there is a little problem."

Su Wen frowned, raised his hand and landed on Cen Yi's arm propped beside him, the muscles under his hand became more and more stiff and tense.

"It stands to reason that you have excellent control over your emotions. If you can relax a little more, it will be even better just now."

Su Wen was puzzled, "I don't understand, what are you nervous about?"

Su Wen felt sorry for his almost perfect acting skills. He could feel that Cen Yi's good state was affected by some messy things just now.

Opening his mouth to say something, he raised his eyes to meet Cen Yi's gaze: "You..."

Cen Yi was stunned, like waking up from a dream, he quickly let go of his hands, took a few steps back, and instantly distanced himself from Su Wen.

Just now Su Wen's touch seemed to burn him, Cen Yi rubbed his arm and stood there sluggishly.

"I see."

Cen Yi turned his head to the side, avoiding Su Wen's sight, "I will pay attention."

Su Wen's tone was a little stunned: "Mmmmmm."

Su Wen seemed to want to say something more, but he opened his lips and closed them again. He just said with a little hesitation: "I suggest you practice in front of the mirror."

He obviously had a lot to say, but he returned to the old way of cherishing words like gold.

It was probably Su Wen's illusion. The moment he raised his eyes just now, he actually saw something scorching hot in Cen Yi's eyes, similar to "lust".

The author says:

Starfish walks a wave, thank you everyone~