Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Shen had already anticipated how miserable He Yanlang would end up in the crematorium in the later stages of his pursuit of his wife.

Students have been coming out of the teaching building one after another. He Yanlang lowered his head to kiss Lin Qinghuan tentatively.

She didn't refuse.

Not being rejected means you can move forward.

The seat was lowered and Lin Qinghuan opened his eyes wide in horror. He really wanted to do that.

During the peak hours after school, people come and go, undoubtedly under the watchful eyes of the public.

Lin Qinghuan's deer-like eyes were filled with tears. She was afraid and begged softly, "I beg you, don't do this."

"Kiss me!" His eyes were full of the most primitive desire. If Lin Qinghuan dared to disobey, he would be completely swallowed up.

Lin Qinghuan raised her head to kiss He Yanlang, her hands unconsciously hooked around his neck.

deepen.

indulge.

The car was so conspicuous that if Lin Shen hadn't been standing outside, those who were looking at the car would have come closer and taken a close look at the car.

Not enough, absolutely not enough!

It's too addictive.

He Yanlang left Lin Qinghuan's lips, lifted her chin, and smiled in a way that made people indulge, "Baby, let's continue somewhere else?"

He Yanlang flipped back to the driver's seat.

The car started and the lights suddenly came on.

Lin Shen and the people around him were shocked. What was going on?

Lin Shen:? ? ?

With a "whoosh", the engine started and He Yanlang drove out of the parking area. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw Lin Shen following him for a few steps.

"Master, I haven't gotten in the car yet?" Lin Shen muttered carefully.

In the back seat, Lin Qinghuan curled up on the table and chair, hugging her legs, her clothes in disarray.

She was like a broken doll, indifferent to everything.

She looked indifferently at the scene of the car reversing outside the window, and at He Yanlang who was sitting in the driver's seat with a serious face. His face shape was incredibly superior, 365c without any blind spots, and he looked good from any angle.

At this time, a bunch of clay dolls were crying. It was so unfair that Nuwa created human beings.

The car stopped beside a quiet river. He Yanlang turned off the engine, got out of the driver's seat, opened the back door, and got in.

He was just about to reach out to hug Lin Qinghuan when she spoke.

"let's talk!"

"We can't talk. I'm angry!" His tone was so frivolous, but it turned out to be so enchanting.

Lin Qinghuan's tears came again.

He approached, raised his chin, seemed to be comforting, and seemed to continue to tease Lin Qinghuan, "After this, let me talk to you seriously? I will listen to you no matter what you say."

Very frivolous.

He approaches.

Lin Qinghuan's body began to tremble. She closed her eyes and tears streamed down her face.

He Yanlang began to get angry, "Why are you shaking?" He grabbed Lin Qinghuan's wrist and forced her to be extremely pitiful, "It's just the same as that night, what are you afraid of?"

He had the nerve to mention that night.

"say!"

She began to cry and twitch, her whole body shrinking back and forth, with her back pressed against the car window.

"Don't tell me I'm on top of it!"

Lin Qinghuan pushed him away and opened her eyes.

"You're a liar! You said you liked me, but you just wanted to trick me into sleeping with you, just to play with me..." Lin Qinghuan covered her mouth again, crying, "I won't dare to daydream anymore. How could a prince fall in love with Cinderella?"

She was quite humble in love from the beginning.

She once naively believed that if she gave her body to He Yanlang, she would be cherished and cared for.

However, she didn't know that there is a type of people who are professional emotional scammers.

They take pride in how many girls they have slept with and trample on sincerity.

She shouldn't be dreaming?

It was obvious that before looking for her, He Yanlang was with Xue Jianing.

But she seemed to be bewitched by a ghost. She was deceived by He Yanlang's words in just a few words, and then foolishly handed over everything she had.

After all, she was just vain and delusional, and felt that she was different in He Yanlang's heart.

Do not live by committing sins.

"Huanhuan!" He Yanlang wiped her tears with his fingers. His hands were very beautiful, with distinct joints and fine and slender. "I'm sorry. I will explain a lot of things to you later!"

Lin Qinghuan didn't listen and continued crying.

"Please stop crying. I won't touch you," He Yanlang coaxed softly, pulling out a tissue to wipe her face. "Stop crying."

Lin Qinghuan raised her eyes, feeling extremely disgusted. He Yanlang pretended to be affectionate again, trying to deceive her.

"Let me go, and that's it for tonight. We'll be even from now on."

Liangqing?

With just these words, He Yanlang's jealousy, which he had suppressed with great difficulty, came back.

You're clearing up with him and letting her go with that little bastard Luo Zhouran?

wishful thinking.

"You haven't finished tonight yet?" Jealousy made him become mean. He Yanlang's eyes were filled with desire, and his tone returned to his usual frivolous tone, "Finish what you didn't do just now, and I'll let you go."

Lin Qinghuan lowered his eyes in shock, as if thinking about something.

After a while, she raised her head, and no emotion could be seen in her tone.

"Okay, I promise you, but you have to promise me, one last time. From now on, we're even." There was still desire in his heart, but it was also true that Lin Qinghuan wanted to end it completely.

Want to clear both sides?

He Yanlang smiled, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, spread his legs, raised his eyebrows and signaled Lin Qinghuan, "Take off your clothes and come up."

The moon hid in the clouds.

On the surface of the river, a fish emerged from the water.

Lin Qinghuan left a row of teeth marks on He Yanlang's shoulder, almost out of revenge, and He Yanlang let her bite him without even a sound.

After a long time, Lin Qinghuan was tired and begged for mercy, but he really couldn't do it anymore.

He Yanlang got out of the car to smoke a cigarette.

His white shirt was unbuttoned and he was leaning against the Bentley, looking at the river in the distance.

Lin Qinghuan stared at his back in a daze.

He turned around as if he remembered something and went to pick up the phone on the passenger seat.

Her hands were shaking violently as she picked up the phone.

Luo Zhouran must be crazy!

Sure enough, all the hundreds of missed calls were from Luo Zhouran!

Scalp numbness.

She opened WeChat with trembling hands, and people in the dormitory group and Jian Yan also sent private messages asking her where she was.

21:10pm.

[Brief: Huanhuan, Zhou Ran called us and asked if you were in the dormitory. We lied for you and said you were. Where did you go? ]

21:55 in the evening

【Jian Yan: Aren’t you going back to the dormitory yet? 】

22:35 in the evening

[Brief introduction: Oh my god, Luo Zhouran has gone crazy, standing downstairs of the girls’ dormitory and calling your name. ]

Evening: 22:50

[Briefly: It’s over, it’s over, Lin Qinghuan, where on earth have you been? Luo Zhouran is going crazy, he wants to call the counselor, the fact that you’re not in the dormitory can no longer be concealed, where on earth have you been? ]

[Brief: Fortunately, the counselor didn't come to check the dormitory. We told Luo Zhouran that it would be bad for you if the matter got out of hand. Where did you go? What happened between you and Luo Zhouran? Don't be so angry? Did you have a fight? ? ? ]

1:32 AM

[Briefly: Sister, please reply to the message when you see it??? Where on earth have you been? I asked Zhou Ran but he didn’t say anything? What happened?]

Even in this situation, Luo Zhouran never said a bad word about Lin Qinghuan, nor did he slander her reputation.

Lin Qinghuan just felt a headache.

Damn, what a stupid thing she did again.