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

The painful look on Jiang Mu's face was only fleeting, and then he turned his head to avoid Song An'an's sight, lowered his eyes, put down his chopsticks expressionlessly, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

At this time, Song Anan was still leaning on the back of the chair, watching Jiang Mu's long and slender eyelashes trembling slightly, his complexion was almost transparent and pale, and the blue and white blood vessels on his neck were looming. An unspeakable morbid beauty.

Song An'an was a little dazed for a moment, and swallowed subconsciously.

Jiang Mu frowned slightly, and kept this expression.Song An'an suddenly began to think wildly: She must be very beautiful when she smiles.

"Have you seen enough?"

Jiang Mu's voice was still calm and melancholy, but this brief sentence made Song An'an's face turn red to the base of his ears, and he let go of the palm supporting the back of the chair like an electric shock. At Jiang Mu's feet.

Song An'an has always been a face-saving person. Her first reaction when she was kneeling on the ground was not to get up, but to raise her head in a panic to see if Jiang Mu noticed that she had knelt down.

She saw that Jiang Mu was smiling with his eyes slightly squinted at this time, and lowered his head to show her a mouthful of white teeth.

Sure enough, she guessed right, that smile was extremely beautiful, as if there was a piece of peach petals fluttering under the warm sun in front of her, making one feel like a spring breeze.

Song An'an obviously didn't want to kneel down and continue watching, but she felt that Jiang Mu's eyes were evil, especially when they looked at each other, it was easy for people to fall into a trap in an instant, lose their thinking and consciousness, and become a robbed Go puppet of life.

So she suddenly closed her eyes and danced and shouted: "Where is the evildoer, don't look at me, don't look at me! Don't look at me——"

Suddenly, her right wrist felt sore, pulling her whole body, she was lifted up, and without warning, she was pulled into a cold embrace with no warmth.

Song An'an suddenly realized that she was being dragged onto Jiang Mu's lap. This embrace exuded a kind of reassuring woody fragrance, which comforted Song An'an's frightened mood in the elevator a few hours ago.

However, this time, Song Anan was so nervous that she couldn't move for a moment. She lay limply on Jiang Mu's chest, curled up and buried her head under Jiang Mu's sharp chin, not daring to look at her again, her voice trembling slightly He said, "What are you...let me go..."

Jiang Mu chuckled, pressed Song Anan's waist with his slender right hand, pressed her slightly into his arms with force, leaned against her body, lowered his head to her ear, and said in a soft voice and warm breath: "You How can I let go? Is it because I can’t stand up by myself? Want me to carry you to the room? "

Song Anan's heart skipped a beat, his face was blushing, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push him. Jiang Mu was only wearing a thin sweater, and when she pulled it like this, his wide neckline immediately tilted to one side, revealing his flawless right shoulder. .

Her collarbone is very protruding, and her shape is particularly beautiful. Song An'an instantly felt that there was no part of this woman that did not emit terrifyingly rich hormones.

Jiang Mu's gloomy voice slowly brushed against Song An'an's ears like silk, "What do you want to do?"

Song An'an raised her head subconsciously, and after looking at Jiang Mu's blurred and slack pupils, she hurriedly looked away, and her eyes fell on her slightly raised mouth with a natural smile, and said tremblingly: "I, I, I'm too full...I can't move!"

Jiang Mu chuckled, Song An'an could only see the corner of her unmoved mouth, but couldn't tell if she was laughing at him.

Jiang Mu has a thin body, and the bones on the side of the waist are a bit painful. Song An'an's soft side is pressed there, and the touch is particularly deep.Before she recovered, she was hugged slowly the next moment, turned around and put her on the soft chair Jiang Mu was sitting on.

After breaking away from that deceptive body, Song An'an immediately regained her ability to move, and she raised her head with a blushing face.

With his back turned to her, Jiang Mu took two steps away, straightened the crooked neckline, and said, "Tonight..."

"No, no, no! I just broke up!!" Song An'an waved his hands, his heart pounding wildly.

Jiang Mu continued: "Go back to your school."

Song An'an was taken aback, she didn't expect Jiang Mu to say this at all, so she could only stare at her blankly.

After Jiang Mu straightened his clothes, he walked to the sofa, picked up a briefcase, turned and walked towards her.

Song Anan watched as she swiftly opened the briefcase with her slender, white fingers with sharp knuckles, took out a mobile phone and handed it to herself.

This phone was not his own. Song Anan hesitated for a moment to reach out to take it, but withdrew his hand again, still looking up at Jiang Mu blankly.

"Take a break, the driver is already waiting for you outside the door."

Her voice suddenly became cold and alienated, and Song Anan thought in a trance that everything that happened just now was her own fantasy.

But the embrace with the aloes was so real, her firm and lean body was so tight that her waist was still a little numb.

Song An'an suddenly felt an indescribable loss. She had a strange illusion, feeling like a resentful woman who was played with and abandoned at will, and Jiang Mu was the heartbreaker wandering in her eyes.

That feeling made her even more aggrieved than Chen Man breaking up with her, because she could be angry with Chen Man openly, but she couldn't show a trace of resentment towards Jiang Mu, because Jiang Mu did nothing to her in fact, Nothing was said to her.

She is like a stealthy thief who has deceived the world, sneaked into Song Anan's heart without revealing a trace, left a shocking smile, and then disappeared, appearing in the outside world like a stranger——

It has nothing to do with her, Song Anan.

This period of silence was probably the longest gap between Song Anan and Jiang Mu since Song Anan stepped out of the elevator.

Jiang Mu smiled secretly, leaned over and put the mobile phone in Song Anan's hand, sat on the chair where Song Anan was sitting at the side, and said, "This mobile phone allows me to locate your position as quickly as possible. You have to take it with you when you go to class and eat.”

Song Anan came back to her senses and looked at Jiang Mu suspiciously. What she wondered in her heart was why Jiang Mu easily took the initiative to let her leave her side. Isn't she afraid of going to school to expose her secret?

Jiang Mu looked at her, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her thoughts, and he lowered his head for a moment and said calmly: "Don't worry, I really let you go to school. When I went out, you didn't call the police, and you didn't Didn't talk about it."

Song Anan was startled, and subconsciously raised her head to look at the two maids standing not far away, and found that their expressions were solemn, completely gone from the way they were joking with her.

Song An'an immediately understood that Jiang Mu's departure, the maid's conversation, and the conspicuous phone calls were all just testing her.This made her feel a little nauseous for a moment, and her good impression of Jiang Mu also disappeared in an instant.

There was a question that she didn't even dare to think deeply about. If she had made a mistake at that time, dialed the phone to the police, or confided all her experiences to her mother, would she still be able to sit here and face Jiang Mu alive now.

"I said, don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Jiang Mu saw through her thoughts almost instantly, and tapped twice on the table next to the document with his index fingernail to arouse Song An'an's attention.

Song An'an looked blankly at the briefcase, and Jiang Mu continued: "This is for you, open it and have a look."

Song An'an silently reached out to take the folder, took out the paper inside, took a closer look, and was startled——

It's a mental illness certificate.

Song An'an looked at Jiang Mu in horror, with an unconcealable anger on his face.

Jiang Mu didn't have any emotions, and his voice was indifferent: "Please continue to maintain this rationality and don't do any stupid actions, otherwise you may lose your freedom for decades or even a lifetime."

Song Anan took a deep breath, rattled her fingers holding the document, and held back a long silence before saying: "I see, where is the car, I'm leaving now."

Jiang Mu turned his head, and the maid immediately stepped forward to stand by.

"Send her there."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mu turned the file bag upside down and shook it. A bank card fell on the dining table. She threw the file bag aside, looked at the card on the table, and said to Song Anan: "In the future, I may need to pick it up from time to time. You come here, this is considered a reward, the password is the last three digits of your parents' ID number added together."

Song Anan was stunned for a moment, and she quickly realized that Jiang Mu was just telling her on the sidelines that all information about her parents and even her life safety were in Jiang Mu's hands.It's just raising the stakes to threaten her.

Song Anan was so angry that she picked up the card and threw it on the ground. She wanted to hit Jiang Mu's face, but she was too timid to do so.

Jiang Mu shrugged, leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, raised Erlang's legs, and said calmly, "Are there any questions?"

Song An'an stood up quickly, wiped the chair and the wooden floor to make a sharp noise, and rushed to the door angrily, and a maid followed immediately.

When the door was closed, another maid stepped forward and asked, "Miss..." She wanted to ask Jiang Mu why he didn't kill the girl directly, but after seeing Jiang Mu's usual smile, she knew that she must have already killed the girl. With a solid plan.

When Song An'an returned to school, it was already midnight. As soon as she entered the dormitory, everyone looked at her in amazement, including Chen Man.

"where did you go!"

Chen Man rushed over in three steps and two steps, and grabbed Song Anan's shoulder with a worried expression.

Song Anan was full of resentment and almost hugged Chen Man and burst into tears, but she quickly realized that the person in front of her was no longer her lover.

"Don't worry about it!"

The boss in the dormitory ran over and pushed Chen Man away, and said angrily, "Okay! You can go!" It was like a common enemy.

Song An'an instantly guessed that the whole dormitory already knew that she was dumped by Chen Man, and since she came back so late, everyone might think that she was overwhelmed.

Maybe it was because she had too many things on her mind, she really didn't have the mood to argue, so she walked around Chen Man and walked to her bed.

Chen Man looked at her with guilty eyes, sighed after a long time, and said comfortingly: "An'an, don't be sad, I..."

"Who's sad!" Song Anan turned back and glared at her angrily, and said stiffly, "I'm finally single, so I went on a date with other beauties, don't be too sentimental!"

Chen Man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said mockingly after a while: "Oh? Really?"

Seeing her expression, Song Anan knew that she was mocking herself, so she took out her mobile phone as evidence and said, "I just changed a couple's mobile phone with her. What's your phone number? I'll save it."

Chen Man frowned and said, "If you come back this trip, give in a little bit, maybe we... Heh, I shouldn't have had any hopes for you."

Song An'an was taken aback for a moment, and his heart was suddenly empty. He looked at Chen Man dumbfounded and couldn't speak. Chen Man sighed and walked out without looking back.