Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

The young man lowered his eyes in silence as he pushed aside the cuffs of her dark red ethnic costume, revealing a very thin golden circle of an exquisite blood-red maple leaf.

"You are wearing the bracelet I gave you."

"I made this myself. There is only one in the world."

"When you were painting and holding the palette, someone accidentally took a photo of the half bracelet sticking out from your sleeve. I saw the photo online and recognized it at the first sight."

Jian Yan closed her eyes. She had never expected that she would be exposed because of the bracelet hidden under her clothes.

When she fled, she threw away her cell phone and other belongings, even her wedding ring into her bag, for fear of being recognized.

The only thing I couldn't bear to take off was this thin bracelet.

One reason was that she was already used to wearing it, and no one would notice it if she hid it in her sleeve; the other reason was that it was a token of Xiao Mu’s love, and she wanted to wear it snugly all the time.

"You came alone?"

"No...my dad, he's waiting for you."

Jian Yanxin was startled, and for some reason had a bad feeling. She looked up at the wide-open glass door, and her body suddenly froze.

In the rain, a man stood on the steps holding an umbrella.

Wearing a suit, tall and slender, she looked thinner, but the feeling was very familiar.

As if he noticed her gaze, he raised his umbrella, revealing his entire angular face.

Only then did she realize that the man had been staring at her.

The pair of heavy peach blossom eyes no longer had the gentle smile they once had. Instead, they were shrouded in a layer of almost deathly haze, and the bottom of the eyes was as terrifyingly gloomy as an endless deep pool.

The moment she looked into his eyes, she was terrified.

She felt as if she had been soaked in cold water. The chill of the rain seeped in, bringing with it the dampness of the chilly spring air and pouring in through her trouser legs, climbing up her calves, digging into her bone joints, and spreading to every part of her body.

Her scalp suddenly felt numb, her hair stood on end, and her body shivered uncontrollably.

The voice of the young man beside him came into his ears, with a different kind of melancholy and indignation, "Leave now, immediately! Right now! Don't make me hate you any more."

Jian Yan regained his focus and lowered his eyes, "Okay, I'll go pack my things."

After saying that, she ran out through the back door as if escaping, not caring that it was still raining outside, and ran straight up the stairs.

Entered the room.

She panted and leaned her back against the door, then slowly slid down and squatted on the ground exhausted.

Somehow, the moment she met Tong Ruixiao's gaze, she felt extremely guilty, and there were only two words in her mind - run away!

Her shoulders were a little wet, and the water seeped into her clothes, making her feel cold. The makeup on her face was blurred by the rain, making her look a little embarrassed.

Jian Yan rested for a while, then stood up and took out her backpack from the low cabinet next to the bed. She took out the contents one by one, checked to make sure nothing was missing, and then zipped it up with confidence.

I looked around and saw that none of my things belonged to me, so I prepared to leave.

But when she turned around, she suddenly found a man standing behind her.

She was startled, her face turned pale and she was terrified.

"You! Why are you here!?"

I didn't hold the bag tightly in my hand, and it fell to the ground due to gravity, making a dull "thump".

"what!"

"Tong Ruixiao... um! Um——"

Before she could say anything, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.

The man locked her waist tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his flesh and blood, and he would not allow her to argue. No matter how Jian Yan pushed, she could not break free from his restraints. Even if she touched his wound when she struggled, his body tensed up, but he remained motionless.

She could only utter sporadic hums in his passionate kiss, "Let me go... Let me go, bastard..."

Tong Ruixiao stopped moving and said nothing. He stared at her with his dark eyes, and his gaze was cold enough to make one's heart tremble.

"What are you looking at!"

Feeling guilty and angry, she raised her foot to step on his leather shoes, but he took advantage of the momentum and pushed her foot against the door.

The man pinched her waist with one hand, pressed the back of her head with the other, and leaned over to bite her lips hard.

The smell of rust spread between her lips and teeth. She frowned in pain, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, and she almost took a breath of cold air, "It hurts..."

"You can't do this to me! Tong Rui...Xiao..."

"Let me go! Let me go..."

His kiss was crazy and obsessive, as if he wanted to tear her apart and bite her into his stomach. Regardless of her pleas for mercy, he kissed her until she was unable to utter a word.

This gloomy and silent look, as if there was a terrifying rage hidden in his body, frightened her.

In the past, even if he was angry, he would still listen to her, but today...what happened?

Xiao Mu returned to her former gloomy and angry self, and Tong Ruixiao also became so abnormal... No wonder the system was looking for her.

In just two months, the two of them have become strangers than ever. How could it develop to this point?

"Uh, um! Please…."

Her words became increasingly confused and kept getting swallowed down his throat.

The extreme panic and fear caused great stimulation. While she was terrified, her lower back gradually became numb, her legs became soft and she lost her strength.

If her back hadn't been against the door and he hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she would have fallen and slipped.

Tong Ruixiao rolled over her lips again and again, and her lipstick had long been eaten by him. He ignored her makeup and rubbed it on her face, and just kissed her madly and long.

Her breath was swallowed up, and she had no time to replenish it. This happened again and again, until her brain was deprived of oxygen and her body completely softened. She turned into a boneless shell, leaning drowsily against his strong chest.

The man held her in his arms, his lips pressed against her ears, his breathing unable to calm down.

His thin lips were bright red, as if he had applied a layer of crystal rouge, but his face was sickly pale. His eyes were dark and cloudy with desire, revealing an indescribable cunning.

Like a vampire who is extremely lacking in blood.

He was on the verge of death in the next moment, but his expression was extremely crazy.

“Disgusting…disgusting…”

Tong Ruixiao's lips were pressed against her earlobe, the pain and joy of losing and regaining her were intertwined, he called her name word by word, the low voice like a whisper, biting on the lingering affection. His hot and humid breath made her waist numb and legs weak.

The voice was hoarse and rough, making people feel their scalp tingling for no reason.

He had never called her that.

No matter how close they were before, she only called him "Xiao Jian". Never had she been so terrified as this time.

It was as if he was going to drag her into the grave, to die together with her...

Jian Yan was shocked by her own thought. She felt a chill on her back and immediately came to her senses.

She reached out and pushed his chest, "Tong Ruixiao, don't do this!"

However, she didn't expect that the other party would be irritated by her resistance, his eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and he pushed her against the door again.

He grabbed her hands and pressed them above her head to prevent her from moving any further.

Under her panicked and terrified gaze, the man did not move.

He looked at her again with his eyes downcast, his pupils shrouded in shadows were as dark as the abyss. It seemed that if she took one careless step, she would fall into the whirlpool and be buried in the sea of ​​fire.