put wildness in his heart

Chapter 173 You are mine now

Wen Miao tilted her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly threw the small porcelain spoon she was holding onto the dinner plate, and then retreated, leaning against the back of the sofa, leaving only one hand on the table, The slender fingertips were loosely pinching the side of the phone, and there was a look of scrutiny in his eyes, and he slowly threw the question back to him: "What do you think I misunderstood?"

Shen Jiayu finally smiled.

When he laughed, the outer corners of his eyes had obvious arcs, and the long and narrow eye tails were like hooks, blatantly hooking people's gazes.

Wen Miao couldn't help but let out a "tsk" in her heart.

My heart said that it was almost enough, it was always like this, who should I seduce?

Knowing that she has no resistance to good-looking people.

Cursing her lips, Wen Miao was about to speak, but she saw Shen Jiayu standing up suddenly, resting one hand on the table, leaning forward and approaching her, her black eyes lowered to look at her: "Wen Miao."

"……what?"

Wen Miao subconsciously straightened her waist.

Such a sudden change of tone always gave her the illusion that a storm was about to come.

It's like when she was absent in class, she was suddenly asked by the teacher.

Shen Jiayu leaned down slowly, and the sharp oppressive feeling he felt from him when he first met suddenly came over. Wen Miao couldn't help holding her breath, subconsciously wanted to move her head back, but was inexplicably caught by him. His eyes were fixed in place.

Those deep black eyes looked straight at her without any concealment, as if they wanted to look directly into her heart through her eyes.

Wen Miao heard the heart in her chest suddenly beating violently.

Shen Jiayu's eyelashes were slightly curved, and he slowly closed the looseness in his eyes. The sunlight came from his side, blurring his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Wen Miao couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, but he could hear his cool and gentle voice .

"I haven't told anyone about the things that misunderstood you, and I haven't done anything that misunderstood you. Between the opposite sex, I know better than you what to say and what to do."

"I still know something like a sense of proportion."

"But knowing this, I still let you enter my room, use my things, wear my clothes, and allow you to give me five yuan to whore me, and I was willingly prostituted—"

Wen Miao: "..."

No bro, can we stop talking about the five dollars?

Wen Miao was about to speak, but Shen Jiayu made a "shut up" gesture, and continued to lie down. The deserted atmosphere like a snow field enveloped her, her eyes were fixed, and she asked in a low and soft voice: "Wen Miao, What do you mean by me, huh?"

……

Ten minutes later, Wen Yan, who was far away in Haida Lecture Hall, received a WeChat message from his own sister.

Wen Miao: [Brother, can you sing Calabash Baby? 】

Wen Yan: "?"

……what?

WTF?

Wen Yan replied with a question mark in a daze.

Wen Miao posted again: [Brother, can you sing Calabash Baby? 】

Wen Yan: "..."

It seems that she made a mistake, she just wanted to say gourd baby.

Wen Yan squeezed the phone, pulled out some clips from his memory, and replied: 【That cartoon you watched when you were young? 】

Wen Miao: [Yes, that's the one. 】

Wen Miao: [Brother, hurry up and sing. 】

Wen Yan: "..."

What kind of outlandish request is this?

Wen Yan replied inexplicably: [Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven melons on a vine? 】

Wen Miao: [No. 】

Wen Yan: [? 】

Wen Miao: [Listen to me singing to you. 】

Wen Miao: [Gourd baby, gourd baby, a total of seven lost three, the wind and rain, and another three, la la la la, I am the only one left. 】

Wen Yan: "???"

What kind of mess?
If you are kidnapped, you just blink your eyes, Wen Yan made a video call, but was dropped by Wen Miao.

Wen Yan: [Why didn't you answer? 】

Wen Miao replied quickly: [I'm busy. 】

Wen Yan: [What are you busy with? 】

Wen Miao: [ flirting. 】

Wen Yan: [? 】

Wen Yan: [Tune with whom? ? ? 】

Wen Miao: [Fuck with a handsome guy who asked me to pay five yuan for a huge sum of money. 】

Wen Yan: "..."

Did this little girl wake up today?

In broad daylight, what are you talking about in your sleep?

The appearance of Gu Xiangzhi was like a bomb suddenly thrown from a deep lake, breaking the peace of the past in an instant. For more than half a month, Wen Miao could see the road across the street lingering when he left school next night. figure.

"Did you say this uncle has nothing to do? He hangs around here every day." He Yin stood by the side of the road, with one hand on Qin Ke's shoulder, and looked at the opposite side with some incomprehension. , it’s better to find a part-time job in an electronics factory.”

"Let him shake it." Qin Ke casually pulled down the chain of his school uniform jacket, snorted lazily, "He may think that he has too many front teeth, and he wants to free the whole set of teeth."

He Yin laughed out loud.

He remembered the time when he was in elementary school, Gu Xiangzhi failed to find Wen Yan, so he turned a corner and came to Wen Miao's place, but Qin Ke kicked out half of his front teeth with a beautiful roundabout kick.

Talking is still leaking.

Listening to Qin Ke and He Yin's words, Shen Jiayu stopped under the streetlight at the school gate, tilted his head and looked at the opposite side thoughtfully, his thick and deep black eyelashes were half down, and the dim and gloomy light and shadow slanted from behind him Coming over, most of his body was covered by that shadow, and even his expression was vague, making it difficult to see clearly.

An inexplicable sense of sharpness poured out silently from under his eyelashes.

This is what Wen Miao saw when she turned her head.

The young man stood there carelessly, like a knife out of its sheath. The blade was cold and the blade was like snow. When looking down at people, it seemed like a thin blade was pressed down.

Wen Miao's heart jumped inexplicably when she saw it, and she suddenly remembered the joke-like "Can I kill him" when he faced Shen Tao, a strong uneasiness suddenly enveloped her heart, she almost subconsciously Grabbed Shen Jiayu's wrist.

A warm and soft touch came from the wrist bone, and Shen Jiayu suddenly broke free from his emotions, and turned his head to look over: "What's wrong?"

Wen Miao's fingers holding his wrist tightened slightly, looked into his eyes and said very seriously: "No."

Shen Jiayu looked down at her, his pupils looked extremely black against the night, as if hiding some obscure shadows: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Wen Miao could vaguely guess something, but it wasn't clear: "I don't care what you're thinking, I just ask you one question, and now it's justified, what you said before doesn't matter to you, does it still count?"

"Forget it." Shen Jiayu slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, as if sensing her uneasiness, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair to comfort her.

(End of this chapter)