Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

The rose petals on the terrace slowly fell, and even the passage of time slowed down.

There was only a door between them, but the distance between their hearts was incredibly far.

There is more than just a door between the two of them.

Rather, it is the overly heavy past and long life, and the vague sense of powerlessness that make people feel helpless.

The sound of falling rose petals faintly pressed down on her ears and caused her ears to hurt.

Jiang Wanqing came back to her senses.

She felt strongly at this moment that if she opened the door, that person would definitely turn back.

Click——

The door lock opens.

Jiang Wanqing opened the door and stuck her head out to look out into the corridor.

It seems...Gu Shiche is really gone.

This man... is really annoying. He just left when I told him to.

I have clearly become accustomed to not thinking about him and have learned how to endure loneliness.

As a result, he suddenly jumped out again, and the castle he had just built in his heart collapsed, revealing a series of bleeding, unhealed wounds.

Jiang Wanqing lowered her head and was about to close the door.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed the door handle outside, opened the door effortlessly, and stood in front of her.

"Thank you for opening the door. I'll give you a chocolate cake as a reward. You're welcome."

Only Gu Shiche could say that "thank you" and "you're welcome" appear in the same sentence.

Gu Shiche held the door handle with one hand and held a small chocolate cake in the other.

His deep black eyes slowly lowered and stared at her.

Jiang Wanqing raised her head slightly and saw a triumphant smile in his eyes.

Pretend to walk away to see if she will open the door?!

Jiang Wanqing woke up instantly.

Just now, it was all this man's trick!

She averted her gaze from Gu Shiche and hurriedly pulled the door to close it.

"Get out! Don't blame me if your hand gets pinched!"

"No, this is my home."

"What do you mean your home?! This is the apartment I spent real money to rent! It's my home!"

"Home is where my wife is."

"Who is your wife? I'm warning you, don't ever call me your wife again!"

"Wife, wife, wife. I said it, and then what."

Gu Shiche said that he was emotionally stable. Looking at her angry expression, he slowly curled his lips.

He grabbed the door frame with one hand and pulled the door open effortlessly.

Gu Shiche pulled the door open with a little effort and walked straight past Jiang Wanqing into the house.

Jiang Wanqing just watched him walk in, put the small cake in her palm, and touch her head like he was a puppy.

Then...the man sat shamelessly in the rocking chair, flipping through her class notes casually.

The whole set of movements is smooth and fluid.

"..."

The corners of Jiang Wanqing's mouth twitched.

Is this...really Gu Shiche?! He can't be a clone, right? How shameless!

Could it be that in the past six months, this man has not only signed up for the cunning and sarcastic class, but also the shameless class, taking a two-pronged approach?!

Gu Shiche was wearing a casual sweatshirt and sitting in a rocking chair, looking at her notebook from side to side. He was indeed different from usual.

The handwriting inside was a bit sloppy, and there were a lot of weird scribbles.

It can be seen that Jiang Wanqing drew it randomly when she was about to fall asleep in class.

However, his eyes fell on the lower right corner of one of the pages.

Written in black ink...

It was all because he read so fast that by the time he realized what he had read, it was too late.

[555, I miss my husband so much. I want to sleep on Gu Yatou's abdominal muscles...zZZ...]

Next to it was a picture of a guy with eight-pack abs and another guy drooling over his abs...

There are some slightly dirty words at the end...

She thought that the people around her didn't know Chinese characters, so she wrote some inappropriate words for children on it without any scruples.

Gu Shiche narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and his cold gaze fell on Jiang Wanqing.

"Gu... duck head? What is that?"

"The leader among the ducks?"

"And this guy lying on his abs and drooling, so greedy..."

Jiang Wanqing realized something instantly.

She slid to Gu Shiche and tried to snatch the notebook from his hand.

"You... you read it wrong!!! That's not Chinese! It's the Jiang style I created!"

Gu Shiche stretched out his arm and held up the notebook, preventing her from snatching it away.

"Jiang style? It seems that the writing system you created all came from the post."

Gu Shiche curled his lips, as if teasing a kitten with a cat teaser.

"How explicit! These class notes should be translated and shown to the professor..."

"See what goes on in some people's minds when they take their professional courses."

"Gu Shiche!! Give it back to me!"

Jiang Wanqing desperately stretched out her hand, trying to grab the notebook, but she lost her balance...

I accidentally fell into his arms.

The rocking chair rocked violently, making a creaking sound as it pressed against the floor, which severely stimulated the eardrums of both of them.

The two of them were caught off guard and pressed against each other, falling over each other, and were rocked by the rocking chair.

Like a small wooden boat swaying in the rough sea, the sound of the waves like a heartbeat rings in my ears.

Suddenly his face was so close that she could even feel his long eyelashes brushing against her skin.

His cool, thin lips suddenly touched her warm, red lips.

Just by pressing their lips together, they felt an electric shock, making them numb and unable to move.

Jiang Wanqing's heart was trembling violently.

She stared stiffly with her eyes wide open, staring straight into Gu Shiche's dark eyes in front of her.

Accidents...are all accidents.

The narrow rocking chair, the bright sunshine, the pink roses, and these cool and soft lips, everything is just right.

If nothing happens, it would be a shame to the sunny day outside.

Jiang Wanqing put her hands on the armrests of the rocking chair, looking for support to prop herself up.

Unexpectedly, Gu Shiche's big hand covered the back of her head, controlling her and slowly pressing down.

"You took the initiative this time, not me being a hooligan."

His palms were burning hot, veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he was even more presumptuous when he touched her red lips.

The two people's breaths slowly intertwined, and their cold, jade-white cheeks were immersed in a flush of pink.

"Let... off... mmm... me... mmm."

Jiang Wanqing couldn't find a support point, and her whole body was swung by the rocking chair.

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked.

Gu Shiche covered her eyes to block her from the outside world.

He moved slowly and leisurely, taking advantage of her unpreparedness and forcing her into a corner.

Jiang Wanqing's body was stiff, and her brain seemed to be burned for a moment.

By the time she realized where the two were and what they were doing, it was already too late.

Soon, Jiang Wanqing was short of oxygen and became unconscious.

Even the hands that instinctively struggled to resist gradually dropped to the side of the armrest and gave up struggling.

Gu Shiche kissed her lips, a chuckle escaped from between his lips and teeth, and he continued to hold her down and kissed and bit her again and again.

Jiang Wanqing's heart was trembling so violently that even her soul was shaking.

The reunion after a long separation was unexpected and caught us off guard.

Mingming was far away from him, spending so many sad days alone.

At this moment, they were all defeated.

He had kissed her countless times, with different personalities, at different times, and in different places.

However, at this moment, it is completely different.

She could clearly feel his restraint, his attachment, and his endless possessiveness.

Her hidden thoughts poured out.

But for two people to be together is against common sense, almost cruel, and self-destructive.

She doesn't know how to respond to this relationship yet.

Suddenly, Jiang Wanqing's eyes began to moisten.

Tears fell and dripped onto Gu Shiche's face.

Gu Shiche moved his lips away and let her go.