Villain’s Strategy

Qin Jiashu's expression was dark and scary behind his words, his expression was stiff, and Wen Zhichu's brilliant smile could not be ignored, as if he was extremely happy because of that compliment.

Qin Jiashu's voice was cold and hard, "Do the question."

Wen Zhichu put away the five yuan with no eyesight, and started to do English exercises happily.

[System: What's your name? 】

Wen Zhichu patted his pocket, "Fame and fortune."

Profit is one's own money, and fame is the praise one wants from others.

[System: You will speak less in front of the Chinese teacher in the future. 】

Wen Zhichu: "Why?"

[System: For her good health. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

You are so sweet.

After a short period of joy, Wen Zhichu felt the low pressure of the people around him, except Qin Jiashu didn't say a word after the first class.

It was as if everything was blocked by him.

Wen Zhichu swallowed his saliva, thinking about it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't figure out where he had offended the other party. It is rare for him to get 100 points in dictation today, which is a great joy.

The Tianmeow Elf fits in my mind.

[System: It is indeed a great happy event, and the next time is not sure when. 】

Wen Zhichu thought hard again, "Could it be..."

[System: What is it? 】

"Does he want my five dollars!"

[System: Young man, please think of something realistic, not everyone is a beggar. "

Wen Zhichu: ...

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qin Jiashu got up and walked out. His tall and straight back was very determined, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second.

[System: Why didn't he stay with you today. 】

"It has nothing to do with him." Wen Zhichu put the responsibility on himself, "It's my problem."

Sky Meow Elf:?

Wen Zhichu looked serious, "I performed really well today."

Sky Meow Elf: ...That's a pity.

Although he said that it was his own problem, Qin Jiashu was really a little strange today. He left without staying in the hall without even drawing words and grammar.

Looking at the black face of the person, Wen Zhichu didn't dare to go up and ask for homework for himself. It seems that these days he has to rely on self-consciousness.

He wants to learn English secretly to impress Qin Jiashu.

Seeing Wen Zhichu's rare absence from detention today, Mu Qing made an inviting voice, "Wen Zhichu, do you want to go back together?"

Wen Zhichu nodded hurriedly, "Okay."

After finishing the words, he quickly packed up his things and went back to class with Mu Qing.

Coming out of the activity room, Qin Jiashu's brows were tightly furrowed, as if thousands of threads were intertwined and intertwined in his heart, upset, thinking of what Wen Zhichu said in the stairwell a few days ago, his recent slack really let the other party take advantage of the loopholes.

Decide in your heart, and when the monthly exam is over, you will completely divide your relationship with others.

Although I resolved myself in my heart, this inexplicable restlessness did not dissipate until I got home, and it kept lingering in my chest.

Qin Jiashu took a shower and came out of the bathroom, trying to find something to distract his attention, trying to forget everything that happened in the activity room this afternoon, as if it was such a strong poison that he didn't want to be contaminated at all.

Leaning on the bed late at night, Qin Jiashu glanced at the time and put down the book in his hand, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The so-called day has something to think, night has a dream.

No matter how hard he was to avoid during the day, the other party still appeared in his dream like a rice cake firmly on his body.

Wen Zhichu is slender and thin, wearing a clean and tidy school uniform as usual, with a smiling face like that in the afternoon activity room, and his eyes are as bright as stars in the sky.

The voice is not loud, watching him stammering and calling his name, "Qin...Qin Jiashu."

Qin Jiashu had obvious repulsion on his face, obviously not feeling the slightest joy at the other party's appearance, "What are you doing here?"

After saying that, I saw the latter blushed, looked at him timidly, and smiled obediently, "I will fall in love with you...with you."

For a moment, there seemed to be a "long" sound that exploded in his mind. Before Qin Jiashu could recover, a hand was held by the other party.

He instinctively wanted to shake it off, but saw the other party looking at him with a hurt face.

"Jia... Jiashu."

Qin Jiashu frowned, "Let go."

Wen Zhichu shook his head in a muffled voice, looking like a soft bun, but he was holding the person's hand very forcefully, and he had no intention of letting go.

Qin Jiashu's expression turned ugly, "I'll say let it go again."

Wen Zhichu looked at him pitifully, full of grievances, even though the other party was fierce, he still held his hand and asked without knowing why, "Aren't we... aren't we in a relationship?"

Qin Jiashu's face was dark, feeling that what the other party said was extremely absurd, and his voice was indifferent, "When did I say I'm in love with you?"

He never gave any response to Wen Zhichu's feelings, and even wrote rejection and refusal on his face. Everything was just wishful thinking made up by the other party during tutoring in the activity room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Wen Zhichu looked at him in a panic, wanting to explain, but when he was anxious, he stammered and couldn't say a word.

Wen Zhichu's face turned red, helpless like a child who had lost his favorite toy, he held Qin Jiashu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

After a long time, he muttered, "Say...it's okay."

Poor, those who didn't know thought that the other party really played with his feelings.

With a cold face, Qin Jiashu forcefully withdrew his hand from the opponent's, "I don't remember such a thing."

As he spoke, he was about to step away, Wen Zhichu looked at it and wanted to pull it again, but who knew that the other party didn't give him this chance, so he hugged Qin Jiashu's arm in desperation, and held him firmly in his arms.

"No... no, you can't renege on your debt."

There was a sneer at the corner of Qin Jiashu's mouth, the non-existent person's affairs turned into bad debts, he knew that Wen Zhichu was messing around, not as innocent as he seemed, and he was just pretending in the activity room before.

Turning his head, he wanted to sneer at others, but when he lowered his eyes, he met Wen Zhichu's eyes full of loneliness, and saw that the other party was holding his arm tightly, and his white and tender face was leaning on it pitifully, as if very depend on him.

Qin Jiashu's words froze for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to be wronged first.

Looking at the wrinkled face, Qin Jiashu said in a cold tone, "Why are you wronged?"

Wen Zhichu might have been really angry, and his stuttering became worse than before, "You...you don't follow...don't follow me."

"I never promised to fall in love with you." The words were decisive, and he wanted to pull the other party away from himself, "Everything is just your own imagination."

"No...not."

Wen Zhichu doesn't seem to know how to lose his temper with others, even if he is provoked, he will retort softly, and he never remembers when he draws his sword against others.

"I said...it's okay, let's two... two fall in love, right here, it's okay."

Wen Zhichu's face was serious, and what he said seemed to be true, his eyes were full of sincerity, as if he couldn't hold anyone but him, and Wen Zhichu submissively curled his little finger when he finished speaking.

The movements seem casual, but they are purposeful, as if Wen Zhichu knows what the other party likes very well, and the other party will agree to his request by doing what he does.

Qin Jiashu's heart was itching to be hooked, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously. The other party's clinging to him and submissive behavior obviously pleased him.

Although absurd, it is undeniable that he did have Wen Zhichu's idea before.

Complexity intertwined in his heart, but in the end bad thoughts took over his heart, Qin Jiashu looked at him playfully, "You said we were together, why don't I remember?"

Wen Zhichu first heard that someone might think of it, so she hurriedly moved closer to him, blushing, "We just...just got together, you may have...forgot, but it's really true."

"I... I really like you."

The playful smile on Qin Jiashu's face was a little stiff, the opponent's straight ball obviously hit his heart directly, and for a moment he felt that the people around him were very fast.

It's one thing to have an idea, but it also depends on your love and my willingness. Qin Jiashu is not interested in things that are forced, and he doesn't want to pay attention to playing with other people's feelings.

He forced the other party away from him, "Since you said we were together, let's break up today."

"For...why?"

Seeing the injured expression, Qin Jiashu was speechless for a moment, unable to tell if he didn't like it.

Wen Zhichu drooped his brows and eyes like a wounded animal, "Why...why did you break up?"

This time I didn't dare to hug the man's arm, so I could only carefully tug on the man's sleeve, "I don't want... I don't want to break up."

At this time, the opponent's whole body exudes another chance.

"Could it be that I... I didn't do well enough?" Wen Zhichu looked at him, "Can I... work harder today?"

Qin Jiashu didn't understand what the other party was saying, "What?"

The next moment he felt a hand reach out to his waistband.

Qin Jiashu frowned, and grabbed the opponent's hand, "What are you doing!"

Wen Zhichu looked at him puzzled, "Help you... help you."

As he spoke, he pointed to his own mouth, explaining clearly how to help and where to help, as if he is very proficient in this matter, and has done it a lot.

Qin Jiashu's face was dark and frightening, "Who taught you these things."

Although on the surface he has been resisting Wen Zhichu's approach, no matter how cunning the other party is in his heart, he still thinks that it is just a trick of the other party. In his subconscious mind, he still thinks that Wen Zhichu is a relatively clean piece of paper. expected.

A wave of irritability sprang up in my heart, starting from the spark, and before the other party could answer who it was, it started a fire, and pressed the person fiercely.

Wen Zhichu was so frightened that he shrank his neck, and pointed at him tremblingly.

Seeing the finger pointed at him by the other party, Qin Jiashu laughed angrily for a while, the **** is himself, so **** good.

Seeing Wen Zhichu who was at the mercy of others in front of him, his eyes suddenly became ruthless.

At five o'clock in the morning, the biological clock arrived on time, Qin Ji Jiashu opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling above his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Then he got up and planned to take a shower, but he was taken aback when he lifted the quilt.

Looking at the situation in front of him, his face was as black as ink.

Qin Jiashu, you are so **** crazy!