Don't make trouble!The villain can't be this cute

Song Anan thought at first that she had no capital to resist, and her naturally strong nerves made her feel that nothing would happen to her.Before leaving the safe range of her classmates' sight, she still looked at Jiang Mu hesitantly and apprehensively.

At that time, the sunlight slanted into the secluded corridor next to the classroom, but it was cut in half by the eaves, and it only barely illuminated Jiang Mu's sharp chin, which was naturally smiling, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and it was beautiful under the warm light Raindrops, shaking people's minds.

In contrast, her tall and delicate nose bridge and blurred eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were shrouded in shadows, making them a little hazy.Even in the state of being unable to see clearly, those eyes can still penetrate Song Anan's heart in an instant when she is not paying attention, and the whole person is like a puppet, allowing him to manipulate.

Song An'an just leaned on Jiang Mu's shoulder obediently and looked up blankly, until the moment he was half-lifted out of the safe area, his opium-like intoxicating eyes suddenly shivered, and there was an indescribable excitement.

Those eyes were as sharp as a knife licking every inch of Song Anan's skin, as if he was sizing up his favorite prey.

In this way, she let Jiang Mu succeed easily, and walked towards the gate of hell willingly.

The hostile look finally brought back Song An'an's little reason, and she hastily wriggled on Jiang Mu's side twice, and asked anxiously, "What are you going to do!"

Jiang Mu grinned, her eyebrows were curved, her teeth were as bright as jade, she slowly lowered her head and put it next to Song Anan's ear, the agarwood fragrance from her neck came faintly, like the strongest aphrodisiac, making people restless .

"Take you home."

The voice was gloomy like raving, but it was terribly chill. Song An'an's heart shrank when he heard it, and he shuddered, and his mind suddenly woke up—this is a terrible rhythm!

Song Anan immediately turned his head and looked around, and in a blink of an eye, he was carried to a building wasteland that was still under construction behind the teaching building, and the nearest migrant worker was [-] meters away.

But at least there are still people alive, Song Anan immediately plucked up his courage and prepared to shout for help with a loud voice.

She hadn't had a good mood yet, and Jiang Mu, who was sticking to the side, suddenly leaned over and gently brushed her neck with his warm thin lips, and pecked her fragile earlobes seemingly indistinctly.

"You..." Song Anan convulsed suddenly, his face was hot with shame, and he raised his hand and pushed Jiang Mu weakly.

Jiang Mu stood motionless like a rock, panting slightly and stopped beside her face, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his thick eyelashes half covered his water-colored, shallow pupils.

Such a close-to-body distance made Song Anan's heartbeat that was about to jump out of his chest naked/naked to Jiang Mu's ears. She raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, swallowed deliberately, and mocked Song Anan's current embarrassment unscrupulously .

Song An'an couldn't help swallowing after her, the hunger and thirst in his throat was burning like fire, and his mind was once again emptied.

Until Jiang Mu suddenly picked up the skirt of her chest, raised his hand and slammed it against a cement wall that had not yet been repaired.

"Ah!" Song An'an screamed, and stretched out her hand to cover her back shoulder, but she couldn't touch the painful spine. She bit her lip tightly, tears rolled in her eyes, and the tingling sensation spread quickly. Intensified.

Before regaining consciousness, Jiang Mu came forward leisurely, propped one hand on the wall beside Song Anan's face, put the tip of his nose against Song Anan and said in a low voice, "Why aren't you afraid of me? Huh?"

Song Anan raised his hand to wipe away the tears overflowing from the pain, turned his head away stubbornly, lowered his eyes to avoid Jiang Mu's sight, but was roughly pinched by his chin and pushed back: "I want you to look at me, you don't like to look at me Me?" The sarcasm in that voice made Song Anan want to avoid it again with shame, but he couldn't break free from Jiang Mu's slender and strong fingertips.

Song An'an suppressed his voice, frowned and gasped, even though Jiang Mu's hostile expression was still extremely lethal, making people almost instinctively want to get closer, but was scared back and forth by the primitive dangerous aura, feeling as if cat scratching.

Song An'an desperately stared at Jiang Mu. This person's incomparably beautiful face was as amazing as her sinister and perverted character, which always made people experience the supreme feeling of heartbeat and trembling.

Song An'an gasped for a while, forced a forced smile: "I'm afraid of you, I'm especially afraid of you, who said I'm not afraid anymore?"

She doesn't have the capital to be stubborn, so she can only try her best to cater to Jiang Mu's childish and domineering psychology.

It's scary that this young person is equipped with super high intelligence and discrimination. Jiang Mu looked humiliated when he heard the words, and stared fiercely at Song An'an like a wild beast.

Xiu Ran, the hand propped against the wall, brushed across Song An'an's chest, brushed her tall chest slightly, and grabbed her waist, the force of her fingertips seemed to break her ribs.

"Ah..." Song An'an froze, put his hands on Jiang Mu's chest, closed his eyes desperately, and still couldn't help crying out in pain: "It hurts...it hurts...Jiang Mu...ah!"

"Do you think I won't kill you?"

Song An'an was in so much pain that she didn't have time to answer, she could only twist her body powerlessly and try to break free.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Mu, who didn't get a response, suddenly raised her with both hands, and slammed her down on the uneven stone road.

With a loud bang, Song An'an was literally thrown to the ground. The impact caused by that force was by no means lighter than falling from the second floor, as if his internal organs had been shattered.With just this, Song An'an couldn't move, and couldn't even scream.

Jiang Mu approached her unsteadily, bent down and hugged her, Song An'an was hugged like a pool of cotton, his face was ashen, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with dark red blood.

Jiang Mu tightly held her in his arms, and mercilessly shook her a few times. Song Anan lifted her up again in one breath, regained his senses, and began to sob in pain.

Jiang Mu grinned in satisfaction, his smile was like a flower, as clear as an angel, but with the malice of a devil.

Song An'an no longer had the strength to struggle, all this happened too suddenly, her self-righteous judgment brought the doom of death, she tilted her neck, opened her eyes with difficulty to look at the devil holding her, and said in a trembling voice : "You... bastard..."

However, Jiang Mu seemed to have received the highest praise, and her smile became more and more intense, which made her want to torture Song An'an again, who was like a puppet with a disconnected string in her arms.

Before she made the next move, Song Anan murmured inaudibly, which aroused Jiang Mu's curiosity. She wanted to know what kind of viciousness this dying stupid woman in her arms had done to her before she died. curse.

So Jiang Mu bent his head and ear to Song An'an's mouth: "What did you say?"

Song An'an kept repeating her words in a flustered manner. Jiang Mu carefully identified and finally heard what she was saying—"Disappointed...you...made me...so disappointed..."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes. What this woman said was completely beyond her expectations. The two of them only met each other on three occasions. For Jiang Mu who always appeared with the most vicious face every time, what hope did she have?

Why are you disappointed?

Jiang Mu thought for a moment before she understood. She picked up Song An'an, and said with a sneer: "Why are you disappointed? You helped me hide my identity, and I didn't pay back? You are such a stupid woman, what do you think of me?" ?”

Song An'an trembled slightly when she heard the words, and the suppressed pain in her heart overwhelmed her, making her voice louder: "You... saved my sister, you know... Do you know how much she worships you? You saved her... You It's just... her hero...you...you saved me too..."

Song An'an's last words were almost buried in her throat, so depressed that she couldn't hear clearly, but then, she suddenly looked at Jiang Mu with difficulty, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and roared tearfully: "You are mine! Hero! Jiang Mu...you bastard who disappointed me so much!"

Jiang Mu trembled from the cry that seemed to burst from the depths of his soul, and looked at Song An'an in astonishment.

Song Anan's emotion that she has been holding back is the real reason for her to help Jiang Mu conceal her identity. Even if she knew that Jiang Mu wanted her life back from Jiang Mengyao's hands, she did not have good intentions, even if she knew that she came to Jiang Mu within 5 minutes after she encountered a crisis. The rescue was out of helplessness, but deep in Song Anan's heart, there was still a pure thought similar to Gu Yao's—Jiang Mu might be a good person.

She is not as firm as Gu Yao, and she is not as clean as Gu Yao who never contacts outsiders.Song An'an is an ordinary girl, she knows the ways of the world, and can read words, so her rationality tells herself that Jiang Mu is not a good person.

But deep in her heart, the impulse similar to Gu Yao made her believe like a gamble: Jiang Mu might be a good person.

She angrily scolded Gu Yao's feelings, and the difference between her point of view and her point of view was just the word "maybe".

After a long silence, Jiang Mu stared in astonishment at Song An'an, who was dying in his arms and bursting into tears, with an expression of "how can you be so stupid".

The despair in Song An'an's heart flooded like a sea, and she stretched out her hand with difficulty to beat the devil in front of her who disappointed her.Jiang Mu looked at her with furrowed eyebrows quietly, and even though her powerless fists kept falling on her body, her eyes became more and more confused.

All of Song An'an's actions were beyond her guess, which had never happened in the past ten years.

Jiang Mu felt that he couldn't understand the woman in his arms. Before, he just thought she was too stupid, so he frequently forgot that he threatened her, even abused her.

Only now did I realize that this weak woman was using all her heart and soul to tolerate her reckless behavior towards her, and even decorated her behavior. The "hero" in the water and fire.

This is a feeling that Jiang Mu can't understand. Although it is stupid, it contains a kind of warmth that melts ice and snow, which makes people feel awe.