Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Wang Yinyin became even more panicked. She didn't dare to turn around to look, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

She didn't dare to move and could only lower her head like an ostrich, as if nothing would happen if she couldn't see the danger behind her.

Wang Yinyin pursed her lips tightly, trying not to make any sound, but she couldn't control the tiny sound in her throat.

The man walked behind Wang Yinyin. Wang Yinyin's five senses were unprecedentedly sharp at this time. The slightest movement could disturb her.

The light shone on the man, and his slender shadow enveloped Wang Yinyin.

He seemed to feel that Wang Yinyin looked really pitiful, but he had no intention of giving up teasing her.

He let out a small laugh, so light that it only disturbed the sunlight-lit dust in the air.

But Wang Yinyin recognized who the person was from the faint smile.

It’s Shi Yan, this is Shi Yan’s laughter!

Wang Yinyin stopped trembling. The guess that the person behind her was Song Shiyan gave her endless courage.

If it were Shi Yan, he would definitely be able to protect himself and solve these troubles.

She tried hard to stand up, but her legs had no strength. She fell down again when she got up a little. The ground was very rough. Wang Yinyin was wearing a skirt, so if she fell, she would definitely break a large piece of skin.

Fortunately, the person behind her took Wang Yinyin into his arms in time.

Wang Yinyin felt the familiar warmth and breath behind her, and finally confirmed that the person was Song Shiyan.

She turned around quickly, her whole face wet with tears, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

Song Shiyan held Wang Yinyin's back, the cold light reflected his handsome profile, the other half was hidden in the darkness, his high nose bridge cast a shadow, his eyes were calm yet cold, as if a storm was brewing.

There was still a slight curve on his lips, making an expression that looked like he was smiling.

But Wang Yinyin was not afraid at all. She stretched out her arms to hug him and threw herself into his cold arms, crying like a child whose candy was snatched away by a neighbor's child.

Song Shiyan felt the slight vibration caused by Wang Yinyin crying in his arms, and felt that his heartbeat seemed to slow down.

He asked in her ear: "Did anyone bully you? I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Hearing him ask this, Wang Yinyin immediately suppressed her tears and complained, her voice full of tears.

"This man, the one lying on the ground, wanted to bully me. Fortunately, you gave me the stun gun, and I knocked him out."

Song Shiyan stroked her back and calmed her trembling body.

"Yes, then he is a bad guy. You protected yourself and did nothing wrong."

Wang Yinyin couldn't help nodding when she heard his words of comfort, and her expression became even more aggrieved.

"Yes, he is a bad guy."

Song Shiyan picked up Wang Yinyin and let her lie in his arms. Her long black trench coat was still dim under the light.

Wang Yinyin looked at the line of his jaw, which was sharp and clean, and his rosy lips turned pale. The smile that usually adorned his face disappeared, and his usual handsome looks were now full of aggression.

He said in a low voice: "But my sister-in-law also did something wrong and must be punished."

Song Shiyan had long legs, and when he strode forward, the originally long distance was quickly covered.

Wang Yinyin didn't pay any attention to Song Shiyan's words. She walked away from the house. Wang Yinyin's mind became active again, and she didn't know how to control her words.

"Well, take the punishment, whatever you want."

Song Shiyan kept holding Wang Yinyin and did not put her down.

After arriving home, Wang Yinyin asked Song Shiyan to put her down, but Song Shiyan turned a deaf ear to her and walked straight to his room carrying Wang Yinyin.

Wang Yinyin was a little flustered.

She struggled to jump down, but Song Shiyan held her tightly, not moving at all.

The color of the bed sheets in Song Shiyan's room is very monotonous, usually white.

In his words, any dirt can be discovered immediately.

It was already dark and the lights in his room were not on, but Song Shiyan put Wang Yinyin on the bed accurately.

Originally, some light could still come into the room, but after Song Shiyan pressed a button on the wall, the whole room fell into complete darkness, and not a single light could get in.

Wang Yinyin's attempt to escape suddenly stopped. Her body couldn't help shaking in the darkness, and the tears that had originally stopped flowed out uncontrollably again.

She trembled and said, "Shi Yan, can you please turn on the light? I'm scared..."

Song Shiyan didn't say anything. He couldn't see either, but even in the dark, his memory allowed him to move freely in the dark.

Wang Yinyin started crying again. The emotions in Song Shiyan's eyes were still hard to read, but he still turned on the small lamp beside the bed.

The light was dim, but Wang Yinyin's emotions were immediately calmed down and her body stopped shaking.

She looked at Song Shiyan who was sitting on the edge of the bed. His long black windbreaker had been taken off, revealing the white shirt underneath.

The cuffs have delicate laces, making him look like a little prince.

Wang Yinyin forgot the sense of aggression that Song Shiyan had just given her, and moved closer to him, trying to make some excuses for her previous behavior.

But when Song Shiyan saw Wang Yinyin's eyes that showed she was ready to lie, he lost his patience. With a well-behaved smile, he was determined to make him learn his lesson.

This way she won't run around.

Wang Yinyin was a little flustered and pressed her hands weakly against his chest.

"Shi Yan, stop making trouble..."

Song Shiyan did not force her hand away, he wanted her to do it willingly.

"Why did I make a scene? I just did what you wanted, didn't I?"

She was wearing a skirt today, which allowed him to do whatever he wanted on her back.

His hands were very deft, and he unbuttoned the troublesome button in almost an instant.

Song Shiyan has beautiful lips, and he kissed Wang Yinyin's lips.

They exchanged breaths and could not stop lingering.

Song Shiyan's love of learning is reflected in all aspects. He knows every inch of Wang Yinyin clearly, both her body and soul.

There were calluses on his fingertips, and he found the right place to rub. An uncontrollable tingling sensation made her lose all her strength.

Song Shiyan raised her hands above her head and crossed them together. His slender hands made her lose all her defenses.

The weather in June was still a little cold without any clothes to cover her. She felt warm behind her, but still cold in front of her.

Fortunately, Song Shiyan's warm hand soon came to him.

His always slightly cool skin began to heat up.

Wang Yinyin beat Song Shiyan hard, tears streaming from her eyes.

But Song Shiyan just told her to be good with a smile on his face, and then continued his actions firmly.

In retaliation, Wang Yinyin bit his neck hard, causing a trace of blood to seep out.

Normally Song Shiyan was very easy to talk to, and would always agree whenever Wang Yinyin asked him for help. However, this happened on this long night.

Any pleading from Wang Yinyin would only have the opposite effect.

When Wang Yinyin couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to escape, he didn't stop her. He just grabbed her ankle halfway and dragged her back.

Then Song Shiyan would speak in her ear with a faint smile in his voice.

"Didn't you say it was casual? You should keep your word."

He was extremely vicious at this moment. He knew that Wang Yinyin was afraid of the dark, so he covered her eyes with his palms from time to time, feeling her tears wetting his palms.

The sound of plastic bags being torn apart was heard again and again.

But Wang Yinyin had already fainted.