Would You Like Even the Devil

In this case, when a woman says "don't" it can be understood as "can".

Immediately, he stood up and walked to the girl, reaching out to grab the girl's cell phone.

Futaba's hand holding the phone relaxed, and Kaede Ichiyo got the phone smoothly.

He looked at the phone screen, and sure enough, someone was sending her harassing messages.

【I recognize that uniform, it's Star Sea Academy, right】

【I'm a graduate, do you want to meet me? I'm near the academy today】

[You can help, the price is easy to say]

【If you don't agree, I will disclose you and your school. I can't tell what will happen.】

【Did you see? 】

Feng Yiye looked down at the lines of messages that popped up on the phone;

In the end he pouted contemptuously.

With such a little news, who is he threatening?

He cleared his throat first, then flicked his phone, and pressed the voice recording button:

"—Is the sperm on the brain? Just relying on your enoki mushroom, I can make you feel inferior."

Let go and swipe up to send.

The boy was playing with his phone, and then he saw a long series of question marks appearing on the screen...

Hearing the male voice on the other side now, I don't know if it will cause a psychological shadow.

Futaba stared at him blankly, speechless for several seconds, and finally lowered her head bitterly.

"Let's cancel this black account..."

"Row."

He fiddled with it twice, and canceled the secret account.

Seeing that the girl still had a frightened expression, Feng Yiye blinked and said:

"I guarantee that he is suffering more than you now."

"..."

Having said that, Futaba is still trembling slightly, looking terrified.

Feng Yiye could feel that the girl's fear had not diminished. If he hadn't been by his side just now, she would definitely have panicked and lost her mind just now.

"Are you scared?"

He asked in a calm tone, with a kind of tranquility that is easy to relax.

Futaba hesitated, but finally nodded:

"Some don't know why, but I'm really scared."

"Eighty percent of the information that affects human emotions comes from the eyes. As long as you see it, your brain will think subconsciously."

Feng Yiye said unhurriedly, and continued: "You just subconsciously figured out the consequences."

Not knowing if it was useful, Futaba grabbed Feng Yiye's shirt corner, as if only by Feng Yiye's side would he feel more at ease.

Seeing this, Feng Yiye could only let out a sigh of relief, and said calmly:

"Let's go."

"...Where are you going?"

"send you home."

Feng Yiye responded, with the girl's current state of mind, it is easy to have accidents by herself, so it's better to send her back to be on the safe side.

At this time, Futaba didn't object any more, she pulled the boy's clothes and obediently followed behind him.

The tram continued to move forward, and the girl lowered her head and stood next to the boy without daring to move, completely devoid of her usual rationality.

Looks really terrified.

Feng Yiye didn't say anything, and quietly led the girl along the street to the address the girl said.

In the end, the two stopped in front of a super luxurious villa.

The courtyard door is a solid wood split type, forming the arc of the arch, and the closed garage gate next to it is very wide, and it is more than enough to park three cars side by side by visual inspection.

Behind the arch is a very beautifully decorated courtyard, and a bluestone road leads directly to the extremely fashionable residence in the center of the courtyard.

If I had to describe the overall impression, it would be two words: rich!

Futaba Rio is a veritable rich girl.

Looking at the house in front of him, Feng Yiye didn't have much reaction. Seeing Futaba push open the door and walk into the yard, he also walked in directly.

Futaba turned her head and stared straight at him.

"I'm not welcome?"

"...No, I hope you can accompany me today."

The girl spoke in a very low voice, with an uneasy expression still on her face.

"I originally planned to leave tomorrow."

Feng Yiye waited for the girl to open the door, and said calmly: "I haven't stayed at your house yet."

Futaba stared blankly at the young man in front of her, finally seeming to relax a lot.

Although Feng Yiye didn't say it clearly, Futaba couldn't understand why the latter stayed.

It's just,, it's a little too cunning to always show consideration and concern at such times...

Thinking of this in her heart, the girl couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

I actually fell in love with someone who has a girlfriend...

The door was opened, and the two walked in.

The decoration is also extremely elegant. Seeing Feng Yiye looking at her home, Futaba said softly:

"Is it a home where you can't feel the temperature?"

Her voice was a bit bitter, because there was no one in such a large house.

"Both parents are out?"

"Well, Dad went to Germany for a business trip, and Mom is also in Europe to discuss business."

Feng Yiye didn't respond at all: "It sounds lonely, but you don't think about me either."

When he said this, Futaba was taken aback;

Then she remembered that Feng Yiye's parents had already left their son behind and traveled all over the world...

But looking at Yiye now, it seems that he is living quite freely...

The girl didn't know what to say for a while;

Maybe this is the difference between Yiye and herself...

Chapter 217 I Don't Know the Title

After finding something to fill his stomach, Feng Yiye lay down on the big leather sofa in Futaba's house.

Seeing his impolite appearance, Futaba didn't say anything, and sat down silently.

Since she doesn't speak, Feng Yiye is naturally too lazy to say anything;

He saw a thick book on the coffee table called "Quantum Mechanics", which Futaba probably put there after reading half of it.

So Feng Yiye's weird desire to read came up again, he picked up the book, flipped through it and read it seriously.

When he came back to his senses, it was already evening, and Futaba had fallen asleep on the sofa at some point.

Perhaps it was because Yiye's company made her feel a lot more at ease, as if she relaxed a little, her body would collapse from exhaustion;

After all, the other Futaba was only able to sleep peacefully at Maple Ichiba's house, and now this Futaba is staying at home alone, and she must have never slept soundly.

Feng Yiye knew how pleasant it was to sleep, so she didn't want to disturb her;

It's just that it's almost past dinner time, and the most urgent thing is to fill my stomach.

He came to the kitchen and walked around, but he was speechless for a while looking at the empty storage cabinets.

Even though it is such a magnificent house, I can't even find any useful ingredients.

In the end, Feng Yiye only found a box of instant noodles next to the refrigerator. It is conceivable that Futaba's daily life is casual enough, just like Feng Yiye, who is not particular at all.

I lit a fire to boil water in the kitchen. It looked very spacious and bright, but the high-end kitchen could only make instant noodles. It was inexplicably funny.

At this time, Futaba was also awakened by the noise in the kitchen;

When she saw that there was no boy around her, the girl showed a panic. Fortunately, she soon saw the young man in the kitchen waiting for the water to boil, and she breathed a sigh of relief again.

Today she is indeed too fragile, and now she really doesn't want to be alone;

She also knew that it was her own fault. She knew that it was not good to post photos of herself on social networks, but she still did it out of the desire to gain approval from others.

After all, she herself said that it was a strange self-abuse.

Feng Yiye quickly came out with two bowls of instant noodles, seeing that Futaba had woken up, he put a bowl of noodles in front of her.

"Thank you." Futaba said softly.

"Ah."

I don't know if he was too lazy to say "you're welcome", but he accepted the thank you calmly. Anyway, the boy just hummed like this, which is considered to be a response...

After resting for a while after eating instant noodles, Feng Yiye went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Futaba silently watched his figure disappear behind the door, feeling that the other party seemed to be in her own home, so casual.

This kind of unrestrained mentality inexplicably made her a little envious.