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

After leaving the comprehensive building and getting on the road, there were still many students on the road.

As soon as He Yanlang appeared, the surroundings immediately exploded.

"Ahhh...School Prince! School Prince!" The girl pinched her companion's arm so excitedly that it hurt, and pointed at He Yanlang.

“It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...So handsome, really so handsome!” Even though her arm was pinched and hurt, she couldn’t stop admiring the handsome guy.

Lin Qinghuan walked very fast, basically three or four meters ahead of He Yanlang.

She pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt, afraid that He Yanlang would suddenly catch up with her and get crazy.

Everyone was staring at He Yanlang behind her, men and women alike. Those who were playing with their cell phones stopped, those who were walking stopped, and those who were walking in the opposite direction walked back.

Just to take a look at Nuwa's face, the masterpiece of creation.

"His bone structure is so superior, even better than most male stars in the entertainment industry." The red-haired girl said, and it was obvious that she had more than ten years of experience as a fan. As she spoke, she raised her phone and secretly took a photo of He Yanlang, and then posted it on the social platform.

"With this look, it would be a shame if she didn't enter the entertainment industry," added a fashionable girl wearing European and American makeup.

"Come on, the entertainment industry is just a big melting pot. Do top rich second-generations need to go in?" Another well-dressed girl retorted, "Go in and clean up the entertainment industry?"

Girls study and appreciate He Yanlang's appearance, while boys study his financial resources.

"Do you know how much his outfit is worth?" several boys whispered.

A knowledgeable guy began to explain, "The shoes are from Louis Vuitton, 20 or yuan, and the jacket, inner wear and pants cost more than yuan. The outfit I'm wearing today is nearly yuan. It's a walking money."

The other boy rolled his eyes in disdain. "You idiot, what you're wearing means nothing to him. Did you see the watch on his wrist? It's Richard Mille's, worth nearly 700 yuan."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Because shock has replaced all language.

Someone in the crowd casually added, "He changed his car again, and this time he seems to be a little more low-key, and changed to a Phaeton worth about one million yuan."

Everyone stared at that person, "That's all?"

"To them, a car worth a million yuan is low-key!" The boy was not convinced and continued to argue.

Everyone fell silent again. This was indeed the truth.

He Yanlang followed Lin Qinghuan nonchalantly. Lin Qinghuan pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt, but he did not chase after her. He always kept a distance of three or four meters from her. He did not call her name, but just followed her slowly.

No one knew that he was actually following the girl in front.

Finally, a super beautiful girl plucked up the courage, walked up with roses and a box of chocolates in her hands, and blocked his way.

In an instant, the crowd was ignited again, with cheers and screams ringing in the ears.

Lin Qinghuan didn't stop, but walked even faster.

He Yanlang frowned.

The girl held her head high, her beautiful big eyes sparkling like stars, holding flowers and offering chocolates, and calling out tenderly, "Senior..."

He Yanlang was only concerned that Lin Qinghuan was going far away.

"Go away!" He Yanlang frowned and spoke in a cold tone.

Once the crowd gathered, they surrounded the place so tightly that Lin Qinghuan disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, He Yanlang always drove at school. Walking was really annoying because he was treated like a monkey everywhere.

He is handsome, but he has too many troubles!

The girl was stunned, obviously not reacting. She had known for a long time that her school idol, He Yanlang, was cold-tempered. She thought he was only cold to ordinary girls, but she didn't expect that he was also cold to a super beauty like her.

Treat everyone equally and love to provoke even more!

"Go away!" He Yanlang repeated once more, then pushed the girl. The force of his move was not strong, but his disgust was obvious, and the crowd quickly made way for him.

Someone whispered, "He seems to be looking for someone?"

"There was a girl in a grey sweatshirt and a hat in front of him. She seemed to have come out of the complex building with him?"

"No way?"

He stretched his neck and looked around. Damn it!

In just a few tens of seconds, Lin Qinghuan disappeared.

Some people in the crowd who were jealous of beauty began to mock the girl.

"It's so funny. You're just humiliating yourself."

"I think she's a little pretty, and He Yanlang will pay attention to her. He's such an outstanding person, is there a lack of beautiful women around him?"

The girl stood there stupidly, wiped her tears, then angrily threw the flowers and chocolates into the nearby trash and ran away from this place.

He Yanlang, one of the parties involved, had no feeling at all about the commotion and excitement he caused.

He cursed softly, took out his cell phone and called Lin Qinghuan.

was hung up.

Hit again.

Got hung up again.

Hit again.

Has been blocked.

Damn woman, I’ve blocked several of his numbers.

He Yanlang sent a text message to Lin Qinghuan.

[He Yanlang: Go to the studio and wait for me, or don't blame me for blocking you in the girls' dormitory later.]

He knew that Lin Qinghuan knew his style: do what he said.

So, she would obediently go to the studio and wait for him again.

He Yanlang went to the student activity center, but the girl he imagined should be there was not there. All the doors and windows on the fourth floor of the entire activity center were closed and it was pitch black.

Lin Qinghuan didn't come and ignored his words.

interesting.

He laughed angrily.

So, does Lin Qinghuan feel that he can’t go to the girls’ dormitory?

Not to mention going to the girls' dormitory, if he wanted, he could even do it to her in there.

But he was afraid that Lin Qinghuan would hate him even more because he had done too many immoral things.

disgust...

How could I have thought of such a word that makes me feel scared just thinking about it.

He had indeed seen disgust and impatience towards him in Lin Qinghuan's eyes.

In the darkness, He Yanlang lit a cigarette and leaned against the corridor to smoke. Looking down from the corridor, he could see students coming and going in groups of three or five.

They are the same age as him, but they will never be able to reach his height in this life or even in the next life.

So, reincarnation is a technical job.

The voice-activated light behind me lit up.

He Yanlang turned around and saw Lin Qinghuan coming.

Lin Qinghuan was still wearing the hood of her sweatshirt, covering most of her face. Her long hair hung beside her fair cheeks. Under the moonlight and soft light, the small half of her face that was exposed was glowing and eye-catching.

He Yanlang put out his cigarette on the trash can and threw the butt into the trash can, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "I thought you weren't coming?"

Lin Qinghuan was afraid of being bitten by a mad dog.

I had already reached the 5th floor of the dormitory building. When I thought about what happened on the rooftop in the morning and that evening, I knew that the person in front of me had great abilities.

It was easier for him to control her than to control an ant.

The reason He Yanlang was looking for her was simply because he was horny.

"What do you want? Do you want to do it? Here, in the studio..." Lin Qinghuan looked ready to die, as if he was the traitor who was forcing her.

As a beast with his brain filled with lust?

He really hated the lifeless look that Lin Qinghuan showed.

irritable.

He Yanlang took out another cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff. His nerves felt a little numb and a little comfortable.

Lin Qinghuan's cold eyes were still staring at him, making his heart ache. The disgust on her face was self-evident, and her impatience was not concealed at all.

He said, "Come here!"

Lin Qinghuan went over obediently.

He Yanlang pulled her into his arms, raised his chin with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her. The faint smell of tobacco also penetrated into Lin Qinghuan's mouth, but it was not choking at all, and it smelled inexplicably good and tempting.

She neither refused nor cooperated, just like a lamb, waiting to be slaughtered by fate.

Let He Yanlang humiliate himself.

Lin Qinghuan knew very well that resistance was useless.

The only way is to wait until the person in front of you gets tired of you, and then abandon her completely.

This semester will be over soon, and next semester I will be a senior and can go out for an internship. I won’t have to stay in school anymore. We will go our separate ways and never see each other again.

If you endure it, it will be over.

The kiss was over again. He Yanlang raised his right hand holding the cigarette, shook off the ashes, took another puff, blew out the smoke ring, and said to Lin Qinghuan, "Move out and live with me!"

burst.

Shock!

Lin Qinghuan felt that her hearing must not have recovered yet and she must have heard it wrongly. "You...you...what did you say?"

"Move out and live with me!"