Boss, please cover your vest

Jiang Shiyan's eyes widened when she heard the words, a little puzzled: "Huh?"

"...Don't go..." Her low voice seemed to be pleading.

After taking a deep breath and temporarily hiding her emotions, Wen Chuyan let go of her hand, and returned to her previous gentle appearance, but it was rare to tell the truth: "...Sorry, I'm actually not without possessiveness."

Her fingers gently slid into Jiang Shiyan's hand, not very hard, but Jiang Shiyan didn't want to break free, she stared at Jiang Shiyan's eyes seriously, the dark eyes were like thick ink, flashing again in the blink of an eye Guo Huilan: "My possessiveness...is too strong, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"So I've been enduring it all the time. Just now... I lost control of my emotions a little bit. I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Wen Chuyan lowered her eyes, looked at her worriedly, let go of her hand, then raised her hand, and stroked her head in a soothing way.

"No, it's okay." Jiang Shiyan shook her head, held her hand tightly, with a bright smile and starry eyes.

Is it okay?

...you said it yourself.

Wen Chuyan's eyes darkened, and the aura around her body also changed for a moment. Jiang Shiyan beside her quickly felt the danger, and her eyes were vigilant. Looking this way, before Jiang Shiyan realized something was wrong, Wen Chuyan's aura was all over her body, and no flaws were revealed. .

She lowered her eyes, revealing a little fragile emotion just right: "I didn't expect Tangtang to misunderstand my feelings for you, I... a little sad."

"...I'm sorry! I'm very sorry!" I've never seen Wen Chuyan so fragile, as if it would break at the touch of a touch. Jiang Shiyan was shocked and distressed, and she was so shocked that she said sorry twice.

Wen Chuyan raised her eyelids, revealing slightly melancholy eyes, which made her heart ache. She heard Wen Chuyan say: "Tangtang, can I trouble you...Come home with me and stay with me for a while?"

Even if it was her own fault, Wen Chuyan's request was still gentle and cautious, and would not embarrass others. Jiang Shiyan didn't think much at all: "Okay."

Hearing her promise, the smile on the corner of Wen Chuyan's lips deepened a little, weird and...evil.

The beast that had been forcibly kept in the cage was released by Jiang Shiyan herself at this time, but Jiang Shiyan didn't know its danger, and foolishly believed that the dangerous person deliberately pretended to be a harmless person to coax her into the cage.

There is also a bright smile that is innocent and does not know the cruelty of the road ahead.

Wen Chuyan stood behind Jiang Shiyan, as if embracing her from the air, walked around her body and inserted the key into the lock.

"Click." There was a soft sound.

The door opened.

Jiang Shiyan raised her leg and walked in, Wen Chuyan followed behind her, stepped into the door with one step, and then...she closed the door and locked it behind her.

The lights in the house were not turned on, only the faint moonlight shining in from the window, but it was still dark and gloomy. The moonlight shone on the metal objects, reflecting cold light, and the dangerous atmosphere filled the dark place silently.

Jiang Shiyan, who has a particularly keen sense of danger, was startled, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She quickly turned her head and asked, "Chuchu, the switch is... huh?!"

The lips were kissed hard, and the oppressive breath surrounded her, and something cold clasped her hands, and the coolness climbed up her wrists. Jiang Shiyan opened her eyes wide in disbelief.An aggressive kiss, full of punishment and trembling, her lips were chewed and bitten, and she soon tasted a fishy and sweet taste.

Jiang Shiyan frowned, tears rolled in her eyes, Wen Chuyan obviously tasted her blood, and the previous fierce kiss softened again, licking her wound bit by bit.

There was a wet touch on the face, and the collar and chest were also wet. Wen Chuyan paused and opened his eyes.

Jiang Shiyan stared at her, crying silently.

With a sharp pain in her heart, Wen Chuyan finally let go of her, and the silver thread was pulled out from the corners of their lips, stretched to a certain distance, separated silently, and bounced back to Wen Chuyan's chin.

"Why...?" Jiang Shiyan looked at her, her voice couldn't help raising her voice, and her locked wrists struggled to clang.

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