[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Ruan Tang had no choice but to retreat, with his back against the sofa, He Tinghan's alcohol-smelling breath fell on his face, causing him to flinch, his eyes panicked and timid.

He bit his lip, couldn't help but raised his head, trying to get a little distance away, but who knew that He Tinghan grabbed the back of his neck to prevent him from moving any more.

He Tinghan's eyes were deep, and the tip of his nose rubbed against Ruan Tang's cheek, "Why don't you answer?"

The distance between the two people was very close. He Tinghan half-kneeled on the sofa with one leg, separating Ruan Tang's legs, which made the two people's posture more intimate. Feel each other's warmth.

Ruan Tang's face flushed red, he twisted his fingers uneasily, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "I'm sorry."

"I, I lied to you before, I, I'm actually a boy."

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and the black shadows under his eyes swayed for a while, just like his restless heart, he was very uneasy, "That, the host, the anchor is my sideline, and the photos are fans. Want, want benefits."

He Tinghan twitched the tails of his slender eyes, he slowly hooked Ruan Tang's chin, and stroked it lightly, as if teasing his prey.

His voice was a little softer, with a bit of coaxing, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ruan Tang was even more ashamed, if He Tinghan hadn't restrained him, he would have curled up and shrunk himself up, he raised his eyes and glanced at He Tinghan quickly, then lowered his head again, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Afraid, afraid that you will hit me."

"I fear pain."

Usually, I couldn't help but burst into tears when I got blue there, and I was so wronged that I insisted on being coaxed and hugged.

He Tinghan remembered Ruan Tang's usual behavior, nodded slightly, rubbed the corners of Ruan Tang's red eyes, and then slowly said, "Delicate."

Ruan Tang sniffed and didn't speak.

He was not so squeamish before his ascension, and he was coaxed into this by someone.

He Tinghan smoothed the broken hair on Ruan Tang's temples with his slender fingers. He lowered his head, his velvet-like eyelashes drooping, covering the deep and complicated thoughts in his eyes. After a while, he spoke slowly. ,"you lied to me."

"You not only hid your gender from me, but also the matter of being an anchor," he said, pausing for a moment, then biting his words slightly, emphasizing, "I'm really sad."

Ruan Tang's heart clicked, and he was a little flustered.

He raised his head to look at He Tinghan, and saw that He Tinghan turned his head away, his chin tightened a little, his eyes were dim, and the tails of his eyes were drooping, showing a kind of depression that he couldn't usually see.

He made He Tinghan sad.

Thinking of this, Ruan Tang became helpless and panicked.

He subconsciously grabbed the hem of He Tinghan's clothes, shook it slightly, his eyes were red, and looked at He Tinghan pitifully, like an unwanted puppy, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault .”

"You can punish me any way you want," his eyelashes were wet, and there was a bit of crying in his voice, "don't want me."

Although He Tinghan never said that he wanted to break up, he was still a little scared.

He doesn't want to break up.

It was obviously hard to find He Tinghan.

After hearing what he wanted to hear, the corners of He Tinghan's lips curled up, and his slightly raised arc was quickly covered up. He leaned over and bit Ruan Tang's round earlobe, With a low voice, "You can be punished however you like?"

Ruan Tang trembled all over, but still blushed and nodded.

A smile flashed across He Tinghan's eyes, he stroked a small piece of skin on the back of Ruan Tang's neck, and said softly, "I want you to wear the clothes I bought that day."

He added, "Just wear that cheongsam today."

When Ruan Tang thought of the cheongsam with big slits, his whole face turned red like boiled shrimp.

He hesitated for a moment, bit his lip and nodded.

He Tinghan stood up, separated a little distance, let Ruan Tang stand up, and went to the bedroom.

He rested his chin and stared at the door, and after a while, he couldn't help picking up his phone again, and looked at the photos Ruan Tang took for a while.

The door was opened with a "click", and he couldn't wait to look up. Realizing that his actions seemed too hasty, he paused again, pretending to be calm as if nothing had happened.

Ruan Tang hid at the door, closed her legs tightly, and tugged at the hem of her skirt again. After clenching her thin white fingers tightly, her palms were still a little sweaty.

He took a deep breath and walked out slowly.

The light blue cheongsam was extremely close-fitting, clearly outlining Ruan Tang's body line. The waist was slender, and the side slit was high, and the snow-white flesh could be seen faintly while walking.

Ruan Tang felt uncomfortable all over, and walked in small steps.

He is wearing a half-length black wig today, so at first glance, he really looks like a shy and gentle young lady who has never been out.

He Tinghan didn't get up, he crossed his legs to cover up the strangeness of his body.

He rested his chin and stared firmly at Ruan Tang. Although he had a gentle smile on his face, his beast-like eyes had already exposed his thoughts completely.

When Ruan Tang finally moved in front of him, he pressed Ruan Tang's back firmly and kissed her.

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The cheongsam had been torn to pieces.

Ruan Tang nestled under the quilt, half-closed his eyes, and buried his face in the quilt, then he hummed hoarsely, "Open the window."

The smell in the room can't escape, as soon as he smells it, his heart beats faster and his face turns red.

He Tinghan took a shower, and his body was still a little wet. He was wearing a white shirt with two buttons on his chest unbuttoned, revealing his sexy body.

At this moment, he was stroking the hair on his forehead with one hand, his eyebrows were sharp and pointed, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. With the other hand, he casually put the silver-rimmed glasses back on for himself. His movements were unhurried, even a little graceful.

Hearing Ruan Tang's voice, he walked over, opened the window, went to the bathroom to pour hot water, took a towel, and wiped Ruan Tang's face.

Just now he had taken Ruan Tang to take a bath, but it was uncontrollable and ridiculous again.

"Aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

Ruan Tang obediently raised his head and asked He Tinghan to wipe his face. His voice was a little hoarse, but it had already returned to its usual clear voice, without the sweetness of the past.

He Tinghan touched the red rope in his hand, turned his head to look at Ruan Tang, with a smile on his face, "We were so intimate just now, you want to drive me away now?"

"So heartless?"

Ruan Tang writhed in the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, her ears were red, and she was still a little bit shy, "It's up to you."

He Tinghan cleaned up the basin at hand, lifted the quilt again, and hugged Ruan Tang into his arms.

He kissed Ruan Tang's little ear, "Duplicate little liar."