Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

This was the second time Hua Chaochao took the initiative to kiss Yi Mu, in a similar scene, in a similar position, in the same posture——

One is sitting, the other is standing; one is looking down, the other is looking up.

The light from overhead shone on the two of them, casting their intertwined shadows.

Yi Mu's mind was in a daze. At this moment, Hua Chaochao's voice rang in his ears, "Drink it."

So Yi Mu swallowed it.

The goal was achieved, but Hua Chaochao did not let go of Yi Mu, and pressed him down and kissed him.

On the contrary, Yi Mu was not in the right state. The light above his head was a little dazzling. He thought blankly that Hua Chaochao was fine because he had drunk it.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a heat rising in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Yi Mu had to cover his chest, trying to stabilize his disordered breathing.

How could Hua Chaochao not feel Yi Mu's abnormality? She let go of the hand that was pressing down on Yi Mu, and their lips separated.

"Look, retribution is here." Hua Chaochao joked.

Yi Mu took a deep breath and replied, "Yes, this is my retribution."

He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, and at the moment he was pulling at the collar, as if he was too hot and wanted to open it to get some fresh air.

He was even a little unsteady on his feet, holding on to the edge of the bar with one hand.

Hua Chaochao watched Yi Mu's distress and asked, "Will you dare to hide it from me again in the future?"

The unbearable heat just now suddenly turned into a bone-chilling cold feeling that enveloped the whole body. Yi Mu felt as if he was in an ice cellar.

It was very painful and uncomfortable, but when he heard Hua Chaochao's question, he still endured the pain and gave a trembling answer: "I never thought of... hurting you."

"I can see it, otherwise you would be dead already." Hua Chaochao said lightly, reaching out and picking up the remaining half cup of lemonade on the table, with a thoughtful expression.

Yi Mu had a psychological trauma and quickly snatched the cup, "Don't drink it."

Hua Chaochao let him take the cup away and looked at him calmly, "I don't want to drink it, you drink it."

"Okay, I'll drink it." Without any hesitation, Yi Mu raised his head and drank it in one breath.

He had already had one sip, so it didn't matter to him how much more he drank.

Hua Chaochao followed Yi Mu's movements with her eyes, "You're quite straightforward. Aren't you afraid of death?"

His body began to heat up again. Yi Mu put down the cup and pulled at his collar, revealing his skin with an abnormal blush.

"I deserve it," he replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, the pain suddenly intensified, and Yi Mu felt two forces colliding with each other in his body.

One is hot as fire, the other is cold as ice, neither of them gives in to the other.

The veins on Yi Mu's hands that were holding the edge of the bar were bulging. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and bent down a little bit, as if he had no strength left.

Is he going to die...

Just when Yi Mu felt that he was about to fall into endless darkness, he heard Hua Chaochao sigh, "I really don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky."

Then the clothes tightened and the whole person was forcibly pulled up to stand firmly.

She placed her hands on his chest, "Focus."

But Yi Mu didn't know what was going on. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't concentrate at all.

It seemed as if an invisible struggle was going on inside his body, and he was even resisting the power transmitted by Hua Chaochao.

He held Hua Chaochao's other hand tightly, as if he was grasping at his life-saving straw.

Hua Chaochao frowned.

If this continues, he will really explode and die.

Is there any way to make him focus on himself...

Hua Chaozhao was thinking.

Got it!

"Can you hear me?" Hua Chaochao asked.

After hearing this, despite being in a state of confusion, Yi Mu still managed to squeeze out a response: "Yes..."

"Then listen to me, I want you to kiss me now."

For a moment Yi Mu suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Hurry up." Seeing Yi Mu stunned, Hua Chaochao urged.

Did I hear it right? This is a benefit for him before he dies...

Yi Mu thought so and no longer hesitated. He moved closer to Hua Chaochao with trembling lips. However, the closer he got, the more Hua Chaochao leaned back.

Yi Mu didn't give up either and chased Hua Chaochao to kiss her.

Hua Chaochao took this opportunity to inject a force into Yi Mu's body.

Yi Mu only felt a cool feeling spread throughout his body instantly, and the pain of ice and fire was immediately alleviated a lot.

But at this moment he couldn't care about these things, his heart and eyes were filled with Hua Chaochao in front of him.

He continued to pursue her lips, Hua Chaochao no longer hid, so he kissed her as he wished.

The moment their lips touched, the lights suddenly went out and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The moonlight poured in from the window, shining on half of Hua Chaochao's body.

But this did not affect the two of them. Yi Mu deepened the kiss selflessly, as if he wanted to rub Hua Chaochao into his bones and blood.

Hua Chaochao's hand was still on Yi Mu's chest, continuously supplying him with strength and helping him absorb the two powerful forces in his body.

Gradually, Yi Mu's breathing became steady and his body no longer felt uncomfortable.

He knew that it was Hua Chaochao who saved him. He was moved and deepened the kiss again, as if this was his last chance to get close to her in his life.

The man was right, he was not worthy of Hua Chaochao. Hua Chaochao was a god in the sky, while he was just an ordinary mortal who wanted to touch the stars.

Hua Chaochao certainly felt Yi Mu's excessive enthusiasm and attachment. A light flashed through her mind and she had a premonition.

Sure enough, she saw a crystal teardrop sliding down from the corner of Yi Mu's tightly closed eyes in the darkness.

Hua Chaochao was not troubled by this.

She thought numbly, Great, my face is getting wet again.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but this sentence cannot be used to describe Yi Mu, he does shed tears easily.