I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

This is tantamount to insult.

He held a pen and used her body as a drawing paper. The brush wetted the cloth on her chest so that it adhered tightly to her skin, revealing the ambiguous jade color underneath.

Even the black lace is enough to peep.

For any girl, this is a insult that can make them angry.

But Cheng Hao didn't look down, instead he looked at her expression.

God knows how angry he was when he found out that she was also working part-time for someone else.

It's not that he didn't doubt the identity of the bodyguard beside him.

It wasn't until the heavy rain on the isolated island that he suddenly woke up. She turned out to be a girl all along.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the white light seemed to split the night fiercely. The thunder was loud, and at that moment, the scene in the cave was illuminated.

It was raining too hard, and the violent raindrops fell on the expensive piano outside, and the black and white keys were crumbling in the heavy rain, making a fuzzy piano sound, the eyes were foggy, and the air was full of moisture. of water vapor.

The moment the lightning split the night, the cave was illuminated. In this heavy rain, the cave seemed to be shining with crystal silver spots, and it was wet everywhere.

At the same time, the lightning in the sky illuminated her slender figure.

Perhaps her body temperature dropped after being exposed to the rain, she was a little cold, her jet-black hair stuck to her neck, her lips were pale, she shrank in a corner, her hands subconsciously embraced herself in her sleep, her skin soaked in rain was soaked through. With pitiful indifference.

Although he knew that she was much thinner than ordinary boys, he never thought that under the stiff suit, there would be a woman's weak and plump body.

Thinking of her desperately rushing to protect herself in front of her, with amazing skills, a small one seemed to be able to resist ten, and that night, she could even turn pale with fright at the sight of a non-poisonous snake, After climbing the mountain road with him for a while, and then asking her to set up a tent, she was exhausted. All kinds of behaviors were in stark contrast to her who was physically strong before.

He stood in the cave and looked away slightly annoyed.

In fact, he has never understood how he feels about Xiao Jiang.

When she was a boy, he was too close to him, and that intimacy surpassed the distance between the same sex, causing him to doubt his sexual orientation for a while.

But he knew he didn't like her.

He just couldn't help wanting to get close to her, with a familiar yet unfamiliar impulse, he eagerly wanted to get closer to her, a little closer, wanted to have skin-to-skin contact, and wanted to make a bold move.

Even he doesn't know why.

The bodyguard in front of her seemed to be born with some kind of magical power. She seemed to have a smell that only he could smell, a smell that only his genes could recognize.

Then he found out that she was a girl.

The fact that he had never imagined before caused him to turn his eyes away in embarrassment in the cave.

But another mystery still haunted him deeply.

So, was there something feminine about her that attracted him?Is it a kind of fatal attraction that women are born to men?
he does not know.

He only knew that by staying by her side, he seemed to have finally found a small habitat in the chaotic and dark world. By her side, he could escape the reality he didn't want to face and feel the long-lost peace of mind.

Therefore, knowing what purpose she might have in approaching him disguised as a man.

Obviously he should stay away from her, but he still contacted her at that time.

I met her again.

He didn't emphasize that she had to dress up as a bodyguard as before, so that night, she walked out of the mall, like an ordinary girl, with long hair, beautiful skirts, slender limbs, and often used her bodyguards in front of his eyes. The face covered by the sunglasses was also freely exposed in his sight. It was a beautiful face, and she was pretty.

Even if they didn't know each other and had nothing to do with each other, if she passed him on the street, he might cast his eyes and pay more attention to her.

Seeing her smiling and walking towards him slowly, even the cool night breeze was inexplicably scented.

Cheng Hao looked at her, feeling a sudden pain in his chest.

It was as if a hand had grabbed his heart fiercely, and it seemed that his whole heart had been submerged in the water and was about to drown in it.

It was an almost sour feeling to see her.

Sore and swollen, in the dark, Cheng Hao covered his aching chest. Seeing her approaching, he pursed his lips, put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and looked at her again.

He finally understood where this sour feeling came from.

She looked so much like that damned woman.

Can just being like her disturb his emotions so much?

His eyes darkened.

Sitting in the car, he looked at her indifferently.

For a moment, the idea that it would be good to let the girl in front of him be her substitute flashed through his mind.

Just the thought of it a little bit made him extremely furious.

For the sake of that damned woman, he would find her substitute to stay by his side?

The more he realized what he really wanted in his heart, the more hysterical he became, because he analyzed himself, and what he wanted but couldn't get was her.

So, he let the woman in front of him go away.

He doesn't need her substitute.

He didn't want to see a woman who looked exactly like her appearing in front of him.

substitute?

He doesn't need it.

Is he that humble?For her sake, keep a substitute by your side?

But he would never have thought that the woman who had given him the idea of ​​being a substitute would be the real master.

The woman he hated and troubled the most had been his bodyguard for so long under his nose, and he didn't even know it.

What's more, she not only appeared by his side, but also worked part-time for other people.

Thinking of this, a tyrannical dark color appeared in his eyes.

He felt like he was going to be blown up.

A sweet and sour feeling filled his chest, and he couldn't get rid of this emotion, and he sank deeper and deeper inside.

He decides to chill her and make her realize how much she has done, and he tells her that she will get his trial, no matter the cost.

He waited for her to come to him to apologize.

She owes him an apology.

But obviously he was the one who took the initiative to cold her. I haven't seen her for a few days. Why is he the one who is upset? Shouldn't she be the sinner?Why would it be him instead?Why?
At the same time, the soreness in his heart became more and more intense, and he was powerless to resist, allowing it to wear down his will bit by bit.

She was the one who was punished, why was he the one who was tortured?
After that day, he bumped into her once or twice on campus.

She stood in the crowd, when she laughed, it was like the moon was shining.

She was doing better than he imagined.

Another time, he saw a picture of her and Si Zichen going home together.

She stood in front, unmoved, and let the blond boy who looked like a dog's skin plaster follow her behind.

Even if he caught a glimpse of him from a distance, the bright and dazzling sunshine on the boy's body was like the sun close at hand, enough to burn him.

It was a boy who was the complete opposite of his personality and ran counter to him.

And he could only hide in a dark corner and watch them.

He looked at Si Zichen sticking to her side, smiling at her, making her laugh, he was so warm, like a warm little sun, tirelessly giving sunshine to those around him, anyone would fall in love with him for granted he.

Who doesn't like a sun like this?

Soon, he saw that Jiang Chacha, who was frowning, was amused by the boy beside her.

Looking at them from a distance, you will feel that they are a good match.

Why could she stay out of it when she lied to him?
Why should he be punished, but he can only hide in a dark corner and watch them alone.

He finally left.

The heart also became more sore, from the initial sting to a severe dull pain.

This dull pain reached its peak when she pushed open the door of this classroom just now.

He almost couldn't bear the pain, and was almost so hit that he couldn't straighten up.

Sitting in front of the piano, his thin white fingers stopped. He just glanced at her lightly, then looked away as if no one else was there, and continued to nod and laugh with the students next to him, as if the person in front of him had nothing to do with him Relationship.

But this camouflage was quickly broken when she heard her voice from the door.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he tightly pinched the suit pants with his hanging fingers.

He was crushed.

Completely lost.

He uncontrollably fixed his gaze on her body, and called her in an obscure voice before she closed the door and left.

She came in front of him, and when she looked at him, there was no guilt in her eyes, the pupils were clean, and the inside was open and open, like clean pool water.

He smiles.

But when he thought that when she was working part-time for others, she was as close and considerate as when she was working as a bodyguard for herself, he couldn't help becoming irritable.

He knew all too well what it was.

Like every day and night in the past, it is the most pitiful human emotion called jealousy.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao tightly clenched the paintbrush, raised his eyes, trying to find any emotion on her face.

But he didn't find it.

She didn't even get angry, she was very calm, she was like a vast ocean, able to accept all his unreasonable behaviors.

She stared at him with clear eyes.

Cheng Hao seemed to be burned by her gaze, and the paintbrush in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

No one picked it up.

Very boring, boring.

Cheng Hao turned his eyes away.

"Why not angry."

Jiang Chacha thought for a while, she should really be angry, but strangely, her heart was unexpectedly calm.

She seems to be more tolerant towards Cheng Hao than others.

Moreover, she could also understand why he was so extreme this time.

She looked at him again, "Because I did something wrong, I can understand why you are so angry."

Cheng Hao's eyes shrank slightly, as if he had been stung, and the light in his pupils burst, like a lonely meteor.

He clenched his fingers, snorted coldly, and said in a piercing voice, "What do you understand?"

You don't understand anything, ginger chacha.

The overwhelming anger just now seemed to be diluted and extinguished by the cold sea water, Cheng Hao's shoulders slumped, and his dark red lips were tightly pursed.

"Are you relieved?" she asked.

He didn't answer, he stood in the corner without light, like the shadow itself.

Jiang Chacha smiled softly, "If I don't need to vent anymore, then I'll go first, I still have things to deal with."

Even though she has suffered all this, she can still smile to herself.Seeing her smile, seeing her chest wetted by him, Cheng Hao's eyes were suddenly stung.

Seeing her turn around to leave, Cheng Hao's heart became even more depressed.

Jiang Chacha had just taken a step when she heard him say annoyedly behind her.

"stop."

As soon as she turned her head, she saw something hitting her head and face, blindfolding her eyes.

She froze for a moment, and as soon as she took off her hand, she saw a man's coat pinched in her hand.

Autumn has begun, and the weather is getting cooler. He is usually weaker, so he will bring a coat with him when he goes to school.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at him.

He turned sideways, didn't look at her, only heard him say something awkward and sleepy.

"Put it on."

Jiang Chacha put on his coat and left.

She was in a calm mood, but it didn't mean she wouldn't feel uncomfortable with Cheng Hao's behavior.

She thought, as expected, none of the male protagonists of Yiyou is normal.

On the second day, Cheng Hao took the initiative to send her a message, saying that he would ask her to take his coat back to him.

Jiang Chacha glanced at it, pretended not to see it, then turned off the phone, continued to drink afternoon tea, and read a book in her hand.

Therefore, those who have access to ginger tea have gradually felt that ginger tea seems to have changed recently.

Her temperament has changed from the inside out.

The way she concentrates on studying seems to be more charming, and there is a kind of personality charm in her that attracts them.

The vice president, who was likely to be kicked out of the student union, became more focused and confident in his studies on campus.

Her whole body became relaxed.

She seems to be more focused on herself now, and it is not so easy for others to disturb her mood.

She is Buddhist, and she is more free.

Since she can't make any money anymore, Jiang Chacha devotes herself wholeheartedly to being a charming female supporting role.

Many people already know that her personality has changed, she has become gentle and cute, and her personal charm has been greatly improved recently, so her suitors have increased, and she can receive a thick stack of love letters every day.

Those who secretly paid attention to her changes all felt irritable without exception.

Especially those who cannot let go of the past.

This day, Jiang Chacha had just come out of the shower when the phone received the Nth call from someone patiently.

She squeezed her chin, picked up her phone, and connected the call.

"Hey?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, and then gave the order without any ups and downs: "My English has deteriorated, come to my house tomorrow night, don't be too late, I don't want to wait for a long time."

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but smile.

The president is just the president, he is still as arrogant and domineering as in the past, he doesn't even consider whether you want it or not, as if everything should be done according to his mood, what he wants, he must get.

She hooked her lips, clamped the phone with her shoulder, and casually played with her new manicure, with a brisk tone, "Okay."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, and that she was still under his control, Wen Huai stretched his brows, and regained his aloof look, he smiled.

At this time, the female voice on the other end of the phone suddenly turned a corner. Her voice was sweet and greasy, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"However, I'm sorry for this classmate, the appointment system is adopted here~ There are still two people in line ahead, if you don't mind waiting, then please fill in the appointment information~"

In the next second, Jiang Chacha sent a form on WeChat. The top line wrote the name, appointment time and phone number, and the duration of the appointment.

In front, two men have already filled out the information.

Wen Huaizhi's face turned dark.