I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

What happened to Si Zichen happened so suddenly, many people gradually found out about it, and all the topics revolved around this incident.

But it has come to the end of the birthday party, and I have had a good time playing what should be played.

Jiang Chacha stood where she was, looking at her phone. The messages she sent fell like stones into the sea, and there was no reply at all.

And Bian Jichen had already waded out of the fountain.Although he also put on a coat, the water inside was still clinging to the clothes, dripping water continuously, and the place where he was standing was covered with water stains.

He stood on the other side of the crowd, under the wet hair, there was a pair of dark, cold and hard eyes, but there seemed to be some warmth underneath, and they were still hot.

His lips were turned white from the cold, and Jiang Chacha was no better than him, just as embarrassed.

He stood there, looking at her for a long time.

He still remembered the picture of her pushing him away aggrievedly just now.

Jiang Chacha lowered her head there and said nothing.

After a while, a shadow appeared on the ground.

With a premonition that it was him, she raised her head.

She suddenly didn't dare to look at him, because Bian Jichen's lips now had a very thin bloodstain, the cut was broken, and blood was still oozing out.

This reminded her of the ambiguous scene under the moonlit night just now.

Jiang Chacha curled up her fingers quietly.

Even though the charming wound on his lips did not match his abstinence, Bian Jichen stood in front of her very frankly, and it was this kind of frankness that made Jiang Chacha's heart beat fiercely.

She suddenly felt itchy lips.

She remembered exactly how Bian Jichen bit her just now.

Jiang Chacha didn't give a good face: "What are you doing?"

Bian Jichen closed his eyes, his eyes were like a book, an obscure book, and a book with a very high reading threshold, he was always placed on the top of the old professor's bookshelf, lonely and lonely.

His cold and beautiful eyes, that little bit of loneliness, always make people want to tear off his suit and do something excessive with him.

Jiang Chacha's heart skipped a beat.

She will never forget that the moonlight fell lightly on the water, sparkling like diamonds.He transferred the breath that belonged to Bian Jichen to her bit by bit, he accommodated her softness, he kissed the petal-like texture of her lips, told him every late night when there was no one, and told her about his youth Months of waiting and waiting.

He treated her like a treasure, and kissed the corners of her lips bit by bit. When she was about to sink into his gentle whirlpool, at the peak of the extreme pulling, he stopped.

He smelled the fragrance of her hair, his lips rubbed past her face, and came to her ear, like the morning breeze kissing the lake, he kissed, and finally whispered hoarsely in her ear.

"Chacha, let's be together."

Looking back now, Jiang Chacha can still experience the feeling of backflow of blood all over his body.

At that time, because she was angry, she turned her face away and did not respond. Instead, she continued to vent and kiss him, wrapping her hands around his neck.

She felt like crazy.

How crazy she was just now, how much she doesn't want to face him now.

She hid all her emotions in her heart, and only showed him her defense and indifference.

Both are doing it wrong.

But she didn't want to forgive his mistake.

The kiss was kissed, but she didn't have to admit it.

Bian Jichen with wet hair seems much sexier.

He searched for a long time by the fountain just now, and finally found the gift box that fell on the ground.

The corner of the box has been soiled with dirt and grass clippings, making it look pitiful.He bent down to pick it up, and wiped off the mud bit by bit with his own hands to make sure it was clean, before he dared to come over again and hand it to her.

European-style fountain lights illuminate this area of ​​the woods.

Bian Jichen stretched out his hand and handed the gift box in front of her.

Thinking of the grievances she has suffered in the past few days, Jiang Chacha is not so in love, she pushed away, her voice was also very indifferent, "Thank you, Master Bian, but I don't need your gift."

All she wanted was to push his gift away.

But he didn't expect that with this push, the gift box in his hand would be knocked over to the ground.

The precious gift box was crooked and soiled, the box was opened, Jiang Chacha caught a glimpse of the brilliance of jewelry from the corner of her eye.

really bright.

Shiny and beautiful.

But she didn't look at Bian Jichen's expression at that time, so she turned around and left.

I didn't look back to see what kind of gift was on the ground.