I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

After following Wen Ziyang's ears and eyes for so long, Wen Yu could almost guess a little bit about the current situation.

With confidence in mind, it seems that the tone of speech can be stabilized.

She raised her clear eyes and met the man with a hippie smile, "No, she doesn't need it, she never needed it, you said it, she wants you to disappear."

"Heh..." Qiu Ling raised her chin and exhaled the last puff of smoke she was holding.

The light in the distance was obscured by white smoke, she squinted her eyes, and there was a dormant cold light in the depths of her eyes, and then she looked at Wen Yu and smiled, but from the latter's keen instinct like a beast, this The smile doesn't seem to be friendly.

Wen Yu's thinking was indeed correct, but before she could dodge, Qiu Ling's thin and powerful arms had already stretched out towards her quickly, her hands were clasped into claws, and her neck was stuck against the armrest. Her strength was very strong. It seemed that it was effortless to lift her up with one hand and throw her downstairs.

Wen Yu's back was pressed against the damp wall, and because his neck was stuck, his head was stretched out under pressure, and he was forced to accept the washing of the rain.

The cold raindrops hit her eyelids, making it difficult for her to open her eyes wide and look directly at Qiu Ling's expression.

"Be a good boy, wouldn't you say some sweet words to make me feel better?" Qiu Ling's voice was close to Wen Yu's ear, and the light breath between her nose was like a poisonous snake's core passing across her cheek , leaving her breathless.

Wen Yu frowned, and looked at the height behind him from the corner of his eye. If he fell from here, he probably died within a short time of pain.

Admit?Show weakness?

Sorry, she can't.

"In your case, I suggest you see a psychiatrist. I happen to be familiar with one, do you need an introduction?" Wen Yu twitched the corner of his mouth at Qiu Ling, as if mocking.

Qiu Ling raised her eyebrows, and suddenly grabbed Wen Yu's waist with her hands, and immediately picked her up and let her sit on the railing.

"My Cao!" Wen Yu faltered, if it weren't for the hands around her waist, she would have fallen off immediately, her face was pale with fright, but she still didn't want to say soft words, "You fucking have Is it wrong, are you serious?"

This time Qiu Ling finally laughed, raised her hand and scratched Wen Yu's pale face with her cold fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Afraid of falling? Just reach out and hug me, I don't mind your throwing yourself into my arms." Hug."

"You really have a mental problem." Wen Yu clasped his hands tightly on the railing, temporarily regained his composure, and then made a serious and serious evaluation of the person in front of him.

"Aren't you curious about what Song Qiulin wants?"

Sitting in the cold wind, Wen Yu was shivering from the cold. He didn't even have the strength to get angry at this pervert, so he simply replied blankly, "I'm not interested."

"you sure?"

"If you let me down now, I can barely be interested."

"Want to come down?" Qiuling smiled lightly, and then let go of the hand holding her waist under Wen Yu's surprised eyes.

"Ah!!!!!! Mom! Sister! Help!" Wen Yu's nails were almost dug into the armrests, and he was so frightened that he shouted splits at the top of his voice. .

A beam of light swept over, and the patrolling security raised a bright flashlight to shine upstairs, and shouted to Wen Yu, "That girl on the roof! What are you doing! Come down!"

"I fucking want to come down too!" Wen Yu was so frightened that she shed two tears, and her voice began to cry, "Sister, am I wrong? I'm very interested. Please let me come down."

"Call again."

"Sister! You are my sister!"

Qiu Ling felt very relieved, and finally stretched out her hand mercifully, picked up Wen Yu who was frozen into a piece, and hugged her down.

The feeling of her heels hitting the ground made Wen Yu feel like she was born again. She took a deep breath while stroking her beating heart, and the cold wind poured into her roaring throat, causing her to cough.

"Little one, look up." Qiu Ling reached out and grabbed Wen Yu's collar.

"What else do you want... Mmm!" Wen Yu's eyes widened, seeing the frightened face on the face close at hand, and the warm touch on her lips was no stranger to her.

Different from the kiss with Song Qiulin before, Qiuling's offensive was fierce and skillful, Wen Yu couldn't hold back wave after wave, and his legs became weak.

Wen Yu pushed hard with her palms, but the person in front of her was motionless with her eyes closed, so she clenched her teeth hard...

"Hiss—" Qiu Ling frowned lightly, and rubbed a smear of red on her injured lower lip with her thumb, "You are so cruel."

"What on earth do you want to do, there must be a limit to joking, right?"

"A joke?" Qiu Ling half-bent and laughed in a low voice, almost out of breath.

Wen Yu felt that his brain circuit might be a galaxy away from the psychopath in front of him, so he gave up understanding her and turned to persuasion. "Evening self-study is over soon. It will be troublesome when the other two roommates come back. You should leave quickly."

"I won't leave." Qiuling straightened her waist, raised Wen Yu's chin, and suggested to her, "The night is my time, and tonight...I want to invite you to spend a good night with me."

Wen Yu stared into her eyes, trying to find traces of joking in them, but found that Qiuling's expression at the moment was unusually...serious.

So

"Size your head."

"You hate me?"

"You still have self-knowledge. I thought it was because my disgust wasn't obvious enough that you had the courage to go so far."

"That's right, but...you don't like me, but you like her." Qiuling brushed away the hair on the side of Wen Yu's ear with her fingers, revealing the hidden red tip of the ear, and her expression became playful. Where did the look of killing me with one bite go, did you still have no resistance to this face?"

"You want to face it."

"Don't." Qiu Ling was a rascal and said aboveboard, "I'm different from Song Qiulin, I don't care about the eyes of people around me as much as she does, so please feel free to hate me, it won't affect me in any way."

"Without morals, anything is possible."

Qiu Ling said with a smile, "No matter how many times you roll your eyes with that pretty face, it won't stop my interest in you."

Wen Yu: Song Qiulin, promise me, remember to take medicine every day, and don't let this pervert come out again, okay?