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

"Bags, cosmetics, cars, houses, I can give you anything you want. Stay with me for a while, and even if we break up in the future, you can just lie down and rest for the rest of your life," he raised the stakes, making the conditions so tempting that no one could refuse.

"Besides, I'm not an old man in his 40s, 50s, 60s or 70s, right? I'm the same age as you, I have a good figure, good physical strength, and I can work well."

He added smugly, "Seven times a night, you should have the final say."

Lin Qinghuan's face turned red.

"I refuse! I am not short of money. I can buy my own bags and cosmetics. My parents will also buy me a car and a house," Lin Qinghuan stood up and placed his cell phone on the table. The screen of the phone was recording.

There was an obvious cry in her tone, not as sharp-tongued as before, but the look she gave He Yanlang was unusually firm, "Please learn to respect girls! You don't want to ruin your perfect image in Lord Jing's eyes, do you?"

He Yanlang glanced at the phone on the table indifferently. It had already recorded for 3 minutes and 27 seconds.

recording?

Threaten him.

As expected of a journalism student.

He Yanlang smiled maliciously, stood up, and almost in an instant, flipped over the table and pressed Lin Qinghuan against the wall behind him.

He was much taller than Lin Qinghuan, and could see all the little expressions on her face. His slender fingers stroked her red lips repeatedly, and he leaned close to her earlobe.

"How boring is this recording? I think video evidence is better! Someone has said that I am abstinent and not interested in women. Otherwise, help me prove to them that I am actually a beast in disguise."

He is indeed a beast in human clothing.

Lin Qinghuan was frightened. She just raised her stubborn, rosy little face and stared at him stupidly, not even able to resist.

The tears were held back for a long, long time, and were too stubborn to fall.

So tempting...

He Yanlang lifted her chin and bit her lips.

"Open your mouth..."

As if possessed by a magic spell, whether it was because the man's skills were too mature or it was an instinctive reaction of the body, Lin Qinghuan opened her mouth, and by the time she reacted, the man had already conquered the city.

"Hmm..." She didn't struggle to break free until she was out of breath, and then He Yanlang let her go.

He Yanlang said frivolously, "Why are you pretending? You are looking forward to it too, aren't you? You are so easy to tease, don't play hard to get with me, because you can't afford it. My momentary excitement is only temporary, after this moment, even if you cry and beg me to sleep with you, it will be impossible."

With a "pop", the tears in Lin Qinghuan's eyes finally fell. She pushed He Yanlang away viciously, walked around him, and walked away without looking back.

Ding-ling-ling, his cell phone rang, he opened the message to check, and Lin Shen’s handsome black and white profile picture came into view again.

【Lin Shen: Master, if you play like this, it will be easy for you to end up chasing your wife to the crematorium later.】

【He Yanlang: Get lost! 】

He turned off his phone in annoyance and turned it on again.

[He Yanlang: Damn it, how long are those bastards going to keep staring at me? ]

There were always people in the family watching his every move, so he could only "play" with Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Shen didn't dare to speak because he and He Yanlang had been living under surveillance for years.

[He Yanlang: I still miss her, you better find a solution quickly.]

Lin Shen was very familiar with this question and answered it very quickly.

【Lin Shen: Should I tie you up at night?】

【He Yanlang: OK.】

【Lin Shen: It’s very cruel! 】

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would get angry, Lin Shen quickly sent a message to make up for it.

【Lin Shen: Master, continue to endure it. The family is keeping a close eye on you, so you can’t have any weaknesses.】

【He Yanlang: I can’t stand it. 】

【Lin Shen: Don’t you still have hands? 】

He Yanlang was upset. It seemed that he had been treating Lin Shen too well in recent days. He could joke with him without restraint.

【Lin Shen: ???】

[He Yanlang: You think you are very humorous, right? ]

【Lin Shen: Master, I was wrong.】

[Lin Shen: Master, you have to go back to Longcheng to attend the family dinner tomorrow. Do you want to take a plane back tonight, or should I take you back in a helicopter tomorrow?]

【He Yanlang: Tomorrow.】

Lin Shen on the opposite side frowned. He shouldn't have given He Yanlang the choice, but should have decided for him directly and continued to post without fear of death.

[Lin Shen: Master, you should come with me on the plane. I have been keeping watch over you every day recently, and my body is a bit exhausted. I am afraid I can't fly tomorrow. You should give up. She just left crying. There is no way I can sleep with you tonight.]

[He Yanlang: Get her out tonight, or get out.]

Beautiful, you dug a hole for yourself again! Lin Shen kept slapping his mouth, letting you be so mean, so mean.

-

Lin Qinghuan did not skip the elective class in the afternoon.

There were hundreds of messages in the dormitory group, almost all of which were discussing He Yanlang. She only picked out a few key messages and replied.

【Lin Qinghuan: I went to the library and now I have to go to the classroom. 】

Not long after she sent the message, Jian Yan tagged her in the group again.

[Brief words: @林清欢, I still want to sleep and can't get up, please help me answer. ]

[Yan Xia: I can’t get up either, please help me answer this question. ]

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath. These two ancestors slept in the morning and in the afternoon. Is this the god of sleep?

【Lin Qinghuan: Yes.】

【Brief: Thank you, dear. 】

【Yan Xia: Thank you, dear. 】

Wen Yijing was already in the classroom. Lin Qinghuan didn't dare to sit in the middle, so she chose the second table in the row at the side, and Wen Yijing sat over.

"They're not coming to class again? I'm asking you to help answer the questions."

"Ah."

"You are such a nice person."

"Stop giving me the nice guy card. I don't need any nice guy cards," Lin Qinghuan has a bit of a people-pleasing personality. She knows it herself, but she just can't learn to say no to people close to her.

"If you had refused from the beginning, nothing would have happened," Wen Yijing lived a more self-centered life, so she was the most marginalized among the four of them.

"I can't help you after so many times?" I will be a senior next semester and will focus on internship.

Suddenly, the classroom became restless again and the crowd began to boil.

"Wow...oh my god..."

"Look, it's He Yanlang?"

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

...

The entire classroom was filled with the sound of cameras snapping; even Wen Yijing took out her phone and started taking pictures.

"You don't have to answer for both of them."

In the crowd, his expression was cold and noble. When his eyes met Lin Qinghuan's, he deliberately pressed his fingers on his lips. The seemingly unintentional action was meaningful.

Lin Qinghuan lowered her head, her ears suddenly burning with anger and feeling wronged.

The classroom was clearly very noisy; she could only hear the pounding of her own heartbeat and the sound of He Yanlang walking towards her step by step.

"Classmate, is this seat taken?" She pointed to the seat next to Lin Qinghuan and asked Wen Yijing.

The people around hurriedly responded, "No one, no one."

It was like a god descending to earth. Everyone around was attracted by He Yanlang. They stopped making noise and just watched quietly.

The air was filled with the pleasant smell of perfume. He Yanlang gave people the impression that he was very handsome, very charming, and very abstinent. He could only be admired from a distance and not touched.

Only Lin Qinghuan knew that beneath a man's good-looking appearance, he had a bad heart.

She took a deep breath, he was so close.

The phone on the table lit up, the dormitory group became lively again, and Lin Qinghuan clicked it.

[Wen Yijing: Picture x10, hurry up, He Yanlang has come to our classroom, right next to Huanhuan. There are two seats next to him that no one dares to sit in. You two are just thick-skinned enough.]

[Yan Xia: Damn it.]

[In short: take up your seat, keep an eye on the beauties from other departments, and don’t give up your seat. ]

[Yan Xia: @林清欢@文怡婧 Big sister, please make sure you take your seat! ]

As expected, the entire school group probably went crazy, and soon, beautiful girls from all the major departments came one after another, and the entire tiered classroom was packed with people inside and out.

[Wen Yijing: You two should just sleep in the dormitory. You can’t squeeze in. The art history teacher is blocking the door and can’t stop you. This is too exaggerated.]

[Yan Xia: No way, no way... crying~]

【Wen Yijing: Photo x5】

[In short: Cry, cry~ I should have gone to class earlier, wuwuwu~]

Lin Qinghuan's whole body was stiff. She didn't dare to speak and just stared at her phone.

The two seats next to He Yanlang have been occupied by two other super beauties.

Five minutes later, the old man teaching art history finally squeezed in. The streets were empty. His classes had never been so full in his life. The entire classroom was filled to the outside and the windows were filled with people.

The moment he saw He Yanlang, he finally understood. He wiped the sweat off his face and turned on the microphone.

"I hope that the students who come here today are not only pursuing external beauty, but also pursuing deeper beauty. I am very grateful to Mr. He for coming to my class, and I am also very grateful to so many students for coming. I hope that today's class can inspire students' love for art."