The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

When he returned to the dormitory, he saw that Lu Zeyuan had finished drinking two cans of beer, and he wanted to continue drinking, so he immediately snatched it with one hand.

"Stop drinking."

"You don't have to worry about me." Lu Zeyuan wanted to grab it back, but Si Yan threw the beer into the trash can.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Didn't you just say it? It's not good to drink too much."

"You don't regard me as a brother or friend anymore, and you have already drawn a clear line with me, so you still care about what I do? You go!" Lu Zeyuan took the can of beer that Si Yan had opened before and continued to drink.

Before he could finish a sip, Si Yan snatched it away again.

"I...haven't considered you a friend, brother, I'm just worried that you still have that kind of thought about me, and it will be even more sad in the future. And you also know that Feng Jian, that crazy critic, is jealous, and he won't show mercy to you .”

"So, it's not that Ah Yan doesn't care about me, but is just worried that I will get hurt?" Lu Zeyuan's eyes flashed hope.

Si Yan thought he finally understood his painstaking efforts, so he nodded immediately and said, "Yes, yes! I am doing it for your own good, so don't give up on yourself in the future. I saw it, and I actually felt quite uncomfortable."

Lu Zeyuan's eyes turned red, and he suddenly hugged Si Yan excitedly: "A Yan, I knew that you actually have me in your heart."

Si Yan: "..."

Did Lu Zeyuan misunderstand something?

He was thinking about how to explain it when Lu Zeyuan kissed him.

Si Yan dodged subconsciously, but he still touched his cheek.

At the same time, the door of the dormitory was also kicked open by Feng Jian, who happened to see this scene.

Si Yan never expected that Lu Zeyuan would suddenly hug him and want to kiss him.What's more, Feng Jian would barge in at this time.

He didn't need to look into someone's eyes, he could feel the temperature in the dormitory suddenly dropped below zero.

When Feng Jian took out his pistol, Si Yan was already one step ahead and threw Lu Zeyuan under him, narrowly dodging a shot.

"Get out of the way!" Feng Jian's voice was as cold as iron.One could imagine how angry he was at the moment.

Si Yan turned to look at him: "Put the gun away first!"

Feng Jian's eyes were gloomy, and a cold and sharp aura enveloped his whole body.

"You want to protect him again?"

When Si Yan saw his crazy criticism, he knew that reasoning was useless, so he took advantage of his unpreparedness and kicked the gun out of his hand with a roundabout kick.

Feng Jian wanted to use his fist directly, but was stopped by Si Yan again.

The two of them went through more than a dozen moves, and Si Yan restrained his hands...

Then it was directly carried on the shoulders of someone and prepared to be taken away.

Lu Zeyuan wanted to step forward to stop him, but Feng Jian almost kicked him off the balcony of the dormitory.

Si Yan was a little annoyed: "You let me down, I have legs and can walk."

Feng Jian was more angry than anyone else now, he ignored Si Yan's struggle, and directly carried him down the dormitory building, and then stuffed him into the car.

Along the way, many people saw this scene.

Si Yan felt ashamed.

The car returns to the villa.

Si Yan was carried upstairs by him again.

Butler Liu was about to step forward to speak, but when he saw this scene, he immediately avoided it consciously.

Feng Jian's face was as dark as Yan Luo's, and no one dared to approach him.

Si Yan scolded him all the way, but he was not worth mentioning in front of absolute power.

He was thrown onto the bed by Feng Jian, and before he could react, someone pinned him under him, and the hot and rough kiss washed the cheek that Lu Zeyuan had touched.

Si Yan felt as though he had been bitten by a hungry wolf...

"Feng Jian, calm down... um!" His words were blocked.

Feng Jian is very manic now, and his actions are also very rough. He is about to erase all the traces of another person's touch before he is willing to be reconciled.

Si Yan felt the heat on his waist, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly, his face flushed instantly and he became ashamed.

Feng Jian was rough at first, but under Si Yanmin's sentimental and youthful expression, he was finally comforted gradually...

"My Ayan is so sensitive." He obsessively kissed his waist.

Si Yan was almost driven crazy by him.

Someone seemed to know his body better than he did.

But he always felt something was wrong.

Especially Feng Jian's words gave him a feeling of deja vu.

correct!

In his previous life, when he was imprisoned by Feng Jian's crazy and perverted rival, every time he humiliated him, he would pick his sensitive parts and tease him.

Si Yan looked at Feng Jian at this moment again, isn't he the mortal enemy of that crazy critic?

For a moment, the enthusiasm on his body seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, making his heart feel cold.

Just as Feng Jian was about to make the next move, Si Yan kicked him off the bed.

Feng Jian's anger suddenly boiled up again, but compared to Si Yan's anger at the moment, his anger seemed a little insignificant.

Si Yan immediately jumped out of the bed, sat directly on someone's body, and then punched him hard.

Feng Jian quickly caught it.

Si Yan hit it down again with the fist of his other hand.

Feng Jian tilted his head, barely avoiding it.

Si Yan's fist hit the floor so hard that it split the floor, which shows how much strength he used just now.

Feng Jian was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly, Si Yan would suddenly hit him so hard.And in the moment he was stunned, Si Yan's fist had already smashed down again.

Feng Jian quickly dodged again.

Si Yan didn't intend to stop, and his expression was crazier than Feng Jian's before, as if he wished he could kill him.

Feng Jian noticed something was wrong with Si Yan.

To be precise, there is a very strong hatred for him.And Si Yan's style of play seemed to be testing something.

"Ugh!" Feng Jian was punched hard at the corner of his mouth, and blood spilled from his tight, thin lips.

"Ayan, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Jian calmed down now.

He hugged Si Yan tightly, feeling inexplicably panicked, as if something was getting out of his control, which made him feel the fear of losing again.

Si Yan couldn't struggle no matter what, so he could only let him hold her.

Later, I don't know if he was tired from struggling, or what, he passed out.

Feng Jian carried him to the bed, seeing that his face was pale, he couldn't help worrying.Looking at Si Yan's hand again, the two punches he slammed just now made the back of his hand bruise.

He kissed it with some distress, then went to find medicine and rubbed it on Si Yan first.

In fact, he himself was not much better, the corner of his mouth was bruised and purple, and there were bloodstains.

But now he couldn't care about anything else, he just hugged Si Yan who had fallen asleep tightly, as if he was afraid of losing him.

"Ayan, if you hate me, hit me, or shoot me in the head, but don't leave me!"

He really didn't want to go through the feeling of losing him again.