This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 219 If beauty is an original sin, then she is unforgivable (41)

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, autumn is here, the sky has revealed a pink dawn, and the color has gradually deepened, from orange to light red, sprinkled with a piece of gold, and the afterglow of the morning glow and sunset.

Song Yan packed up his books and walked out of the classroom.

The boy was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with black hair, fair and handsome side face, and the curvature of his lips was always soft.

He was walking in the corridor, and the morning glow cast a golden light all over his body, attracting the attention of the people around him.

The sleeves were slightly rolled up, exposing a part of his wrist, with slender fingers and distinct knuckles.

After walking out of the teaching building, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated twice. Song Yan took out the mobile phone casually and looked at it, the temperature in his eyes suddenly dropped.

His complexion changed again and again, and finally turned livid, but he didn't make it too obvious after all, he just frowned slightly, as if suppressing the surging anger in his heart.

After dialing the phone number and beeping several times, it was not until Song Yan's patience was almost exhausted that he was slowly connected.

The person on the opposite side didn't speak, and neither did Song Yan. The two seemed to be confronting each other silently. In the end, it was Song Yan who spoke first.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

His voice seemed to be filled with icy scum, which made people feel icy cold.

The girl's soft and sweet tone came from the phone, "I don't want to do anything, come to the sports equipment room, I want to see you."

The lingering voice seems to contain sweet candied fruit, entwining people's hearts like silk.

Song Yan's face was expressionless, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were covered with frost, "Do you think this photo can threaten me?"

Hearing what he said, the girl on the other end of the phone seemed to smile. Hearing her laughter, the blue veins on Song Yan's forehead twitched.

"You don't have to come, I will post this photo on the forum when the time comes, Qingzhen will definitely see it too, I wonder if she will feel sad when she sees it..."

Honey wrapped in poison, she pretended to suppress her voice, but she revealed playfulness everywhere.

no one ever—

No one has ever been so courageous, Shen Yue almost touched his bottom line.

Hanging up the phone, he tightly gripped the phone, his fingertips turned white, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand bulged.

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The sports equipment was dimly lit, a few rays of morning glow came in from the window, and fine dust floated up.

Song Yan walked in and closed the door.

There was a clicking sound, which was extremely ear-piercing in the silent space.

Then came the sound of steady footsteps.

The girl was sitting on the soft cushion bored, when she saw the boy's tall figure, she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, and her dimples were shallow.

As if he didn't see Song Yan's ugly ashen face, he beckoned affectionately, "Come and sit."

With the morning glow behind her back, layers of golden light shined through her hair, her black and clear eyes were like a clear lake in early spring, and her delicate and beautiful eyebrows made everything eclipsed.

She looks so obedient and innocent, but her heart is already dirty.

He looked down at Shen Yue who was sitting on the cushion, his eyes were dark and full of emotion.

He lowered his eyes calmly.

"Photo, deleted."

The smile on Shen Yue's face faded a little, her dark and moist eyes were like a wet deer that strayed into the crowd: "Are you going to tell me this as soon as you come here? Brother Xiao Yan, stay with me, you just like this Don't you want to?"

The eyes that seemed to be filled with mist were at a loss, as if she was the victim.

He clearly knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, but Song Yan's mind was still in a trance for a moment, followed by deep anger, and his brows and eyes became more and more gloomy.

He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Yue, what are you pretending up to now? You are relying on me, right? Jiang Wei can't satisfy you by himself? You don't find it disgusting to do this, but I do. "

He had almost never been so angry. The raging anger collided with his heart, he couldn't help clenching his palms tightly, and his fingertips almost fell into the flesh.

Shen Yue looked at him, her bright red and full lips curled up, as if she was smiling, but it seemed that she was not just smiling.

Tilting his head, he asked, "Am I sick?"

He turned his dark pupils and stared at her without saying a word.

But those eyes already represented everything, and the deep disgust and indifference seemed to overflow.

Shen Yue stood up, she raised her head, tiptoed without any warning, and kissed his lips lightly.

It has a soft touch and a light aroma.

Song Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, his body shook violently, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The next moment, his complexion was tense, and his dark eyes seemed to be brewing with a stormy undercurrent.

He almost stared at the girl in front of him.

The girl smiled at him, her eyebrows were curved, she was beautiful and seductive, just like the beautiful and beautiful Bana flowers blooming in the dark hell.

The red mole on the bridge of the nose is even more seductive.

Seemingly innocent, but exuding that treacherous evil spirit

She stood on tiptoe, and the two of them got very close, so close that Song Yan could see the girl's thick and long eyelashes like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Every breath exudes a faint fragrance, which is very sweet and smells very good. If you get closer, you can smell it even stronger.

The mouth is not only soft but also fragrant, hooking the dirtiest evil desires in the heart of the heart.

This is the touch that Song Yan still remembers.

His head was a little dizzy, it was very strange, this time he obviously didn't drink at all, but why did he still feel hotness and desire/desire that shouldn't be there.

The dark and moist eyes looked at Song Yan with bottomless eyes, as if he had already seen clearly the evil thoughts hidden in the darkest corners of him.

"Still disgusting?"

His body seemed to be on fire, and a numb feeling pervaded his whole body. He stood extremely stiff, pinching and loosening his fingers, loosening and pinching again, over and over again.

The Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably dryly.

Shen Yue's eyes were slightly bent, revealing a pure and coquettish smile: "Why don't you talk? Is it very comfortable?"

The veins on his forehead twitched violently, as if trying to hide his ears, he pressed his thin lips tightly into a straight line.

Standing on tiptoe vigorously, Shen Yue leaned close to his ear, and lightly pecked on the red earlobe with her eyes.

And this simple movement made Song Yan's breathing become heavy, and his eyes were dim, like a dark pool without the sun.

His hand was raised, then lowered again, he didn't know whether he wanted to push it away or hug him tightly.

"I can also make you more comfortable."

Words full of hints, ambiguous and lingering, seem to be seductive, just like a ghost.

His breathing became more and more constricted, his chest heaved violently, and his beating heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest.

(End of this chapter)