Delicate beauty gets entangled by paranoia

Dark as ink.

A black shadow silently split from the crack in the wall, slowly crawled to the side of the bed, and finally turned from nothingness into a solid body, silently staring at the figure lying on the bed with black eyes.

The man stretched out his body and brushed away the broken hair from Song Yanchen's ear, with love and an indescribable sternness in his eyes.

At this time, Song Yanchen closed his eyes tightly, looking like he was having some kind of nightmare, his brows were extremely furrowed, his bright red lips parted unconsciously, and hot air was exhaled from his mouth.

The man let out a sneer that seemed like nothing, and pressed down.

A weight suddenly fell on his body, Song Yanchen opened his eyes in a daze, and closed them again in a daze, conscious and emotionless.

The next moment, the man touched the back of Song Yanchen's neck, and kissed Song Yanchen's lips in an extremely rude and savage manner.

The strength in the man's hand was full of vigor, and he held the man firmly in his arms, with an undeniable sense of oppression.

Song Yanchen, who was almost breathless, opened his eyes suddenly, a look of panic appeared in his eyes, and he saw the man on top of him in an instant.

Before Song Yanchen could see the other person's appearance clearly, the man clasped his hands behind his back, tied them to the head of the bed with a rope, and then covered his eyes with a cloth to block his sight.

All of a sudden, Song Yanchen kicked his feet in fright, but the man quickly subdued him and hugged him into his arms.

Then, like a tornado sweeping the world, with the madness of destroying everything, he frantically asked Song Yanchen for a kiss again.

Numerous kisses landed on Song Yanchen's chin, neck, collarbone... like a slippery and itchy cold snake, hot and heavy breath sprayed on his face together.

Help, help!!

who is it!!

Song Yanchen wanted to yell out, but his throat seemed to be enchanted by someone, no matter how he opened his mouth to make a sound, he could only make a sound of um ah.

Darkness....unknown....fear.....

Everything is wrapping Song Yanchen at this moment, he tried his best to hide, but it was still in vain.

The man kissed Song Yanchen's ear, bit his earlobe, and said with a somewhat suppressed tone, "Why did you help him? Do you know how angry I am?"

As soon as he heard the other party's voice, Song Yanchen's struggling movements stopped immediately.

He was panting heavily, his body shaking uncontrollably.

yes.....

It's that pervert.

He thought...he thought...

He just thought...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Song Yanchen's nose felt sour, and two lines of tears of grievance slowly fell from his eyes.

After kissing Xianxian's hot tears, the man's expression changed suddenly, and even the movement of asking for a kiss stopped.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Yanchen's weeping little face.

The man's eyes trembled slightly, the line of his lips was drawn into a straight line, and Wuyan's pupils were like inorganic glass beads embedded in the eye sockets.

The man immediately released Song Yanchen's hands and the seal that prevented him from speaking. Song Yanchen couldn't control his emotions anymore, sobbed loudly, hiccupping from time to time.

Thinking back to everything that happened recently, and what the fortune teller said to him, Song Yanchen couldn't hold back his emotions completely. He frantically slapped the other party with both hands, crying out of breath.

"You, why do you always, always, treat me like this..."

"Why, why me, why, why must it be me..."

Song Yanchen seemed to have a grievance that he couldn't speak, and he completely collapsed at this moment. He kept crying, slapping, and venting his dissatisfaction.

The man didn't speak, and quietly hugged him tightly in his arms again, bearing Song Yanchen's emotional vent silently, but the strength in his hands didn't relax at all because of Song Yanchen's loss of control.

The cloth covering Song Yanchen's eyes was also torn off at this moment, and the eyelids were no longer blocked.

Song Yanchen had tears in his eyes, his dark brown eyelashes were constantly trembling, and his pale and watery skin was slightly red. The moment he saw the man's face clearly, even his crying movements stopped at this moment.

--------This is the first time he saw the face of a pervert.

The facial features of the man in front of him are very sharp, with clear lines. In the dim light of the room, the man's thin and cut face can be seen clearly, just like a mighty lion. Just from the outside, he feels full of strength and aggression.

He stared blankly at the strange but vaguely familiar man in front of him, his heart seemed to be about to lose the restraint of his ribs, and jumped out of his chest.

But the great grievance was still like the tide of a short rest, and he rushed up again, and he kept patting the other party with his hands, crying out of his mouth.

The man waved his hand silently, and Song Yanchen felt a sudden drowsiness, leaning on the man's chest, and fell asleep.

The man kissed the tears in the corners of Song Yanchen's eyes.

After a long time, there was a sullen sigh in the air, with determination and sternness that would not give up.

"you are mine...."

I want you to fall in love with me willingly!

You can't escape!

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It was getting brighter.

Song Yanchen was woken up again by the sound of knocking on the door.

His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his throat was a little dry.

The chaotic brain instantly awakened his memory before he fell asleep again, his pupils trembled, he sat up from the bed suddenly, and looked around helplessly.

Him, what did he do last night?

Tears, snot, saliva, crying all over the other party?

Song Yanchen's face flushed instantly, he was so embarrassed that he quickly buried his head in the pillow, silently digesting everything that happened last night.

But recalling the man's three-dimensional facial features and strong body, Song Yanchen was slightly absent-minded.

No wonder so big...

...............

"Bang bang."

The door of the room was knocked again.

Song Yanchen's confused thoughts were pulled back instantly.

He touched his hot face, threw away the messy things in his head, got up quickly, stepped on the plush blanket with bare feet, and hurried to open the door.

Perhaps it was because of his complicated mood, this time, Song Yanchen opened the door without even looking at the cat's eyes.

The 'woman' stood outside the door against the sun, holding flowers in her hands, wearing a gentle white long dress, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, with a smile in her eyes, as if she was covered with a layer of white gauze. Tall and bright.

----------- It was the 'woman' who gave him flowers last time.

The 'woman' looked Song Yanchen's whole body up and down, seeing Song Yanchen's sleepy expression, the smile on the corner of 'woman''s mouth deepened, he slowly hooked Song Yanchen's chin, and said with a light smile, "Just woke up? . ...."

Shocked, Song Yanchen took several steps back, his face was completely burnt to a red apple, and he began to stammer, "Again, it's you again..."

The 'woman' tilted her head, took in all his reactions, smiled deeper, and stated, "You are blushing."

As she said that, the 'woman' brushed her hair inadvertently, and her dark eyes began to drift away from Song Yanchen's body without a sound, and the ending slowly elongated, "Is it because of me?..."

For some reason, the moment the 'woman' appeared, Song Yanchen had the feeling of being stared at by a vixen, like being nibbled by ants, and his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that the 'woman' still wanted to get closer, Song Yanchen immediately took a breath and backed away, "Don't, don't come here."

The 'woman' seemed to be unable to understand human words, and took another step towards Song Yanchen's position without a sense of propriety, her eyes flickered darkly, "You are so nervous when you see me?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth when he said "woman", and he stretched out his hand to touch Song Yanchen's thin white fingers. The touch felt like being swept by a feather, and Song Yanchen withdrew his hand suddenly in shock, his arms twitched. Layers of goosebumps.

Song Yanchen quickly took a step back, and his face turned red even more. He took the flowers from the 'woman' and said in a panic, "Thank you for sending the flowers. I accept them. You can go now."

With that said, Song Yanchen was about to close the door.

The 'woman' had a smile on her face, and stopped her, "Don't you ask who sent this flower?"

Song Yanchen's expression froze, he froze in place, and blinked helplessly.

The smile on the corner of the 'woman''s mouth deepened, she blinked her eyes, her tone was light, but her words were clear, and there was a bit of joking in her tone, "This is from me."

???

Song Yanchen's pupils trembled, and he was so panicked that he immediately returned the flower plug to the other party.

The 'woman' narrowed her eyes slightly, her pupils were as clear as flowing black water lines, the corners of her mouth inadvertently hooked up, pressing her step by step, "Why are you so nervous?"

Song Yanchen quickly took a step back, his face turned even more red, he stepped back and bowed, and kept waving his hands to refuse, "I don't like girls getting too close to me..."

But the moment Song Yanchen bowed, even the hickey on its neck was exposed, and the bruises and purple marks only needed one glance to make people understand what the person had gone through.

The smiling eyes of the 'woman' suddenly cooled down, her pale and cold lips were pursed, and the smile in her eyes receded like a tide, leaving only the biting coldness, he stepped forward suddenly, while holding Song Yanchen's wrist , "It seems..."

"You're already in pain..."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yanchen's dark complexion suddenly became more and more ugly, with a throbbing feeling of being offended, he tried to shake off the opponent's hand.

At this moment, Song Yanchen suddenly discovered that the other party was not only taller than him, but also stronger than him.

Seeing the young man's face gradually pale, the 'woman' raised the bouquet in her other hand, looked at the delicate flowers, and muttered to herself, ".....Are the flowers not pretty? Or not? like me?"

Song Yanchen trembled, his eyelids twitched, his breathing became short of breath, and his sickly face turned paler, "Man and woman can't kiss each other..."

"But......"

The 'woman' withdrew her gaze, stared straight at the other party, a smile flashed across her eyes, and her voice completely returned to her original timbre.

Even with the laziness and playfulness on his face gone, his obscene eyes silently licked Song Yanchen's whole body, with a charming hint.

"When did I say I was a woman..."

Song Yanchen's pupils trembled, and he stared at the other party with wide eyes.

"you!"

You are a male? !

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The author has something to say:

A certain ghost: Let’s not talk nonsense, you will die in the next chapter! !Steal my wife! !

(In the comment section, I saw someone asking why Xiao Song was injured, ahem, I thought everyone understood it??? Well, what is the cause of Angel Baozi kindly answering [I can’t laugh or cry])

感谢在2022-03-1112:07:11~2022-03-1212:05:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mint Coke; 1 bottle of Yuan Yang and Xiao Tao Mimiko;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!