This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 120 Passionate but always seems ruthless

Chang Sheng heard his heart swell, sour, bitter and uncomfortable, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his deep pupils seemed to contain tiny light.

He stared at the person who was pulling his sleeve, but didn't speak.

Shen Yue, who was already drunk, rubbed her eyebrows, a slight blush appeared on her snow-white face, she shook her head, pressing her forehead with a dazed expression.

She bent down and waved her hands tentatively to hook the flagon, but her body shook a little and she almost fell to the ground.

Chang Sheng hooked Shen Yue's waist to prevent her from falling, and his fingers just hooked the flagon.

She fell into the man's arms with her back against the man's hot and hard chest. The temperature on her body was really ice, like an ice sculpture.

Maybe it was nostalgia, Shen Yue couldn't help tilting her head, rubbing her cheek against his chest.

The heart seems to be beating faster.

Shen Yue was talking indistinctly, as if she was a little drunk.

She was sitting in Changsheng's arms, with her head slightly bowed, her black hair drooping down her back, covering her snow-white face, and her pure white clothes spilled some wine because of her trembling hands.

Changsheng heard her sobbing, the thin and low voice was extremely depressed.

He was raving about something, in a low voice, "...if she dies, I will die too..."

Chang Sheng's pupils shrank sharply, he didn't know that that person in Shen Yue's heart had already reached the point of life and death, did it mean that if that person died, Shen Yue would not live?

Thinking of two people being buried together, this is indeed something Shen Yue would do.

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng's mood became more and more disturbed, he held Shen Yue's hand almost forcefully, and snatched the bottle of wine from her hand.

The wine jug in her hand was snatched away suddenly, Shen Yue's dull mind was half a beat behind, her eyes blinked blankly, and then she waved her hands to look for it.

Maybe it was because she was really drunk, Shen Yue no longer had the high and cold airs she had when she was sober, but became even more squeamish.

She waved her hand wildly for a long time but didn't touch it, but she became anxious with herself, the corners of her eyes were red, making people feel aggrieved and pitiful.

There was even a layer of mist in the eyes, as if covered by a thin layer of veil, and the original light red color became even lighter.

Changsheng had never seen such an expression before.

But when he saw it, he was both happy and sad.

The joy was that he was the only one who saw Shen Yue's appearance, and it belonged to him alone. It was because of him that Shen Yue showed this expression, which slightly satisfied his strong possessive desire.

The sad thing is that he made Shen Yue sad. He felt that if he really liked someone, he shouldn't make her sad, let alone make her cry.

But he seemed to have made Shen Yue cry.

But he didn't have any remorse, and even wanted to bully her more severely.

This excessive thought made his heart feel stuffy, as if he couldn't breathe.

Shen Yue was still trying her best to find the jug that she suddenly ran away with long legs, but she really found it after she stumbled.

In Changsheng's hands, she wanted to take it, but Changsheng took advantage of his height to lift the flagon and shook his head at her.

Knowing that her eyes couldn't see, she said something specially.

"You can't drink any more."

Shen Yue didn't listen, and stretched her hand along the man's arm to take it, but she didn't even touch it.

He wanted to stand up, but the man's strong arms hugged his waist again, and he fell down some distance from the original sitting position, and his back was close to his chest without a single gap.

Shen Yue tried several times but nothing worked, her hands were sore that she didn't even touch the man's wrist.

For Shen Yue who was already drunk, this was undoubtedly a more wronged thing.

She had already forgotten all about her cold personality.

Feeling around, he turned around, facing Chang Sheng, waved his fingers twice in the air, and finally landed on the man's face, holding his face clumsily.

The ends of the eyes were bright red, as if drunk, the slender and thick eyelashes were slightly draped, and then he lowered his head and muttered softly, especially the water between the eyes, it was really aggrieved.

Just when Chang Sheng thought he would cry, he found that Shen Yue just approached him.

"Are you going to bully me too?"

Her voice was low, soft and light, and the breath she exhaled exuded a faint fragrance, which was slightly cool and made Changsheng's scalp numb.

After realizing what she said, Chang Sheng's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously squeezed the jug tightly, and the wine inside flowed out due to the shaking.

Shen Yue used it. Has anyone ever bullied her like him?

"...everyone is bullying me..."

Shen Yue murmured, talking in a confused way, maybe even she herself didn't know what she was talking about.

Chang Sheng looked at Shen Yue's blurred and dim eyes, and then suddenly realized that the distance between the two of them had been pulled very close at some point.

He was so close that he could feel Shen Yue's breath falling on his face, that breath was a little cool, and the faint sweet fragrance from her body, which smelled very good, his breathing became heavier unconsciously.

As long as his head is lowered a little, he can easily kiss those plump and delicate lips.

His body froze in place, his mind was a little stuck, and it was a mess.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt that the lips looked extremely sexy, and they were soft and fragrant, as if they were delicious.

Unloved, he doesn't know how this desire is relieved.

He just fixed his gaze on her lips persistently, wanting to lick her lips. As soon as he thought about it, a rush of heat surged from behind him. He seemed to know what was going to happen, but he didn't seem to know very well.

He was puzzled and impatient.

Shen Yue shook for a while, sleepiness suddenly struck her, and she fell down uncontrollably.

The lips just brushed Changsheng's lower lip, and quickly disappeared, leaving behind a cold residual temperature, an overly soft touch, and that cool and sweet breath.

Changsheng's hands trembled violently, and the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground suddenly as if he couldn't hold it stably. It hit the lawn with a dull sound, and the transparent wine spilled out, soaking the grass.

He took a breath, only to realize that he had been holding his breath nervously just now, and Shen Yue fell on top of him unconscious.

She is soft and light, and her whole body is still fragrant. Changsheng can wrap her whole body with one hand.

Chang Sheng lowered his head, held Shen Yue's thin and thin shoulders, lifted her up a little, put it on her shoulders, and sniffed the fragrance of her hair. All his movements were very light, with clumsy Be careful.

He is like a rough beast, and at the same time like a pure white paper.

He just subconsciously followed his own will, and then stretched his neck to kiss the lips that looked plump like petals.

(End of this chapter)