The Villain Runs Wild

    A room that does not face the sun and is blocked by a building is like a box that does not let in light, not to mention the pale and pale moonlight, not even a street lamp.

    Lin Sui seems to be trapped in the middle of the sea, surrounded by darkness.

    When the vision is fake, other sensory emotions will be infinitely magnified.

    The cold chain slid on her arm with the movement, and Lin Sui realized that the imprisonment he was receiving was not what he imagined when he woke up.

    Yan Qin is softer than him, and even if he has made such a move, he is unwilling to hold his neck.

    "It's good."

    Lin Sui lay down, tilted her head to look in the direction of Yan Qin, her tone was complicated and difficult to distinguish.

    "It's good that the young master taught me."

    Yan Qin approached Lin Sui, hooked the golden chain on Lin Sui's body, and crushed it neither lightly nor heavy.

    In the eyes of European natural theologians in the 18th century, it was the existence of God's useless design on men, which gave the subject feedback due to neural perception and responded accordingly.

    It is like a plant emerging from the ground and a stamen blooming on a branch.

    Yan Qin's voice was respectful and humble, but the expression was bold and arrogant.

    With some inexplicable anger, it is as cold as a dead thing used to bind.

    Yan Qin expected that Lin Sui would not be too flustered and angry, he was far more cunning than the world imagined, the soul hidden under the arrogant skin, with a certain calmness and certainty that can see through everything .

    The more this is the case, the more I want people to climb and fall.

    Seeing the proud cry, the leader begs for mercy.

    "What is the young master thinking, how did he appear here, and how did he escape?"

    Yan Qin's voice was low, like the night wind passing over the wide sea, whispering intimately to the young man on the same bed.

    Fingers with sharp knuckles nimbly drilled into the young man's black and soft hair, carelessly rubbing.

    "It seems that you have any confidence that the Lin family can't find me?"

    Lin Sui was a little uncomfortable, frowning tightly.

    "I hate dogs that bite."

    The thin layer of skin seems to be worn by the chain, causing a little sting.

    Lin Sui doesn't like pain, so the coldness and disgust in her tone are a bit real.

    "The wild dog is naturally incomparable with the well-behaved domestic dog, otherwise you will have no other thoughts."

    "Why did you suddenly get tired of playing, is it because there is someone who feels more agreeable?"

    Yan Qin's speech was not fast, not a hysterical question, but a repressed calm, like a dangerous dark river flowing quietly.

     "Young master is very lenient to him, and he has been hidden so well."

     "The car I sent to follow was thrown away, and the young master is not willing to let others know his identity at all, which is really enviable."

    Yan Qin affectionately pressed the place where Lin Sui's heart went up, her fingertips exerted force, she felt Lin Sui's trembling, and she did not pity her miserable state at all.

    This treasure and secret is what destroys Yan Qin.

    He thought he was a special case.

    Now there is a being who seems to be more special than him, how can he keep himself calm?

    Even now, even at this point, he can't even ask questions.

    He didn't dare to turn on the light, didn't dare to see the light, for fear of seeing the sneer on Lin Sui's face, and also afraid that his embarrassment would make Lin Sui more and more contemptuous.

    He wanted to pinch Lin Sui's neck frantically and begged him to love him, but he didn't want to act like a loser with a tragic ending.

    Because love cannot be begged, he knows it well.

    He can't wait to open his heart to the ruthless suspicious person to show his loyalty and love, but he is afraid of being dismissed.

    He wanted to tell Lin Sui that I picked up a cigarette you left six years ago. When I miss it, I will take a careful puff, and I will even feel sad about its burning speed.

      , If Lin Sui doesn't love him, then this is a worthless secret.

    Every time Yan Qin's mood sinks, his fingertips drop an inch.

     "My heart for Asui is very narrow, and I can only hold one person when I remember revenge and gratitude. Now that I think about it, I will be wrong."

    Fingerprints float on the soft white brocade, like horizontal and sparse shadows.

    Lin Sui's mood changed several times, and she bit Yan Qin's shoulder, which was the only place he could touch at this moment.

    "Stupid!"

     Teeth gritted her shoulders with a faint annoyance.

    Only fools think too much, and only fools are deceived.

    Lin Sui hoped that Yan Qin would hate him, and it would be better than the idiot that Yan Qin could not ask for at the moment.

    Yan Qin only thought that Lin Sui was disdainful because of his words, and while hiding her loss, he stroked Lin Sui's hair and said, "Young master bites lightly, I'll teach you."

    Now that the game has changed, the people who teach it will naturally have to be changed.

    Yan Qin touched Lin Sui's teeth, and the fingertips of the other hand were soft and smooth.

    Yan Qin finally caught the butterfly, tore off his wings, and coveted his frailty with despicable pleasure.

    "Yan Qin."

    Lin Sui recited Yan Qin's name, with blood and pain.

    How could Yan Qin let him hurt, but Yan Qin hoped that he would hurt more so that he could be firmly imprinted in his heart.

    His love is not pure and bright, it is like a flower blooming in the dark and moist soil, and it is normal for others to ignore it.

    But even so, he hoped that Lin Sui would take another look, even if it was a look, even if it was by unbearable means.

    The desire to destroy and the desire to cherish are clearly incompatible, but at this moment they are not contradictory.

    Lin Sui really wants to kill Yan Qin with a knife now, I have never seen such an outrageous act.

    Lin Sui is so accustomed to some things that the impression is deeply ingrained, but she forgets that it has already changed to a new world.

    This does not have a cauldron physique, let alone the infuriating qi running in the meridians to keep the body safe.

    Lin Sui took a few deep breaths and struggled unbearably.

    This is the real resistance, and it has the momentum of immortality.

    Yan Qin was at a loss, didn't understand how Lin Sui had an attack in the middle of the time, he was afraid that he had really hurt Lin Sui, so he hugged Lin Sui in his arms and hugged him Go turn on the lights.

    The sudden glare made Lin Sui squinted.

    The eyes were sore and watery, mixed with the pain just now.

    "You should have been sent to learn those things back then. You haven't made any progress in six or seven years. If you want to take revenge on me, you don't have to be so euphemistic."

    Yan Qin looked at the angry and beautiful face, pursed her lips and said in a muffled voice: "I learned, pay attention."

    He was a little hurt and a little aggrieved. It was clear that nothing happened, he paid attention.

    "Have you learned?" Lin Sui sneered, "I've never seen someone as stupid as you, and the result is like this?"

    "You're threatening me after learning like this, guessing my intentions?"

    "Trash."

    Lin Sui was very annoyed, so annoyed that she wanted to throw the system into Yan Qin's mind and let him recall his memories.

    The bad-tempered young master is still arrogant even if he is reduced to a prisoner. His passionate eyes are shining with cold light, and his body is soft white satin like rice paper. He is painted a picture of falling plum.

    Yan Qin looked at him, his eyes dark and hard to tell.

    He wants to feel that he is a special case again, but when he thinks that Lin Sui is better for others, his heart is sour.

    "I'll do it."

    Yan Qin traced Qingdie's butterfly wings, her eyes darkened, like a traveler who had found a guide.

    Yan Qin knew that maybe it shouldn't be like this, obviously he could get what he wanted in a more powerful and irresistible way, but facing Lin Sui, he couldn't be firm.

    He is always afraid of being completely rejected, even if he has come to this point like a doomsday madman.

    He still hoped that Lin Sui would love him and be special to him, but more than that, he was more afraid of Lin Sui's loss of arrogance and vitality, afraid that he would fall into the clouds.

    It's ridiculous, he's trying to keep a host in captivity.

    Love is such a complex emotion, and Yan Qin himself is not clear.

    "Really?"

    Lin Sui's face was expressionless, even slightly twisted in anger.

    The system let out a frantic schadenfreude laughter, Lin Sui didn't know what it was happy about, how could it be happy in this situation, it's also an idiot.

    Yan Qin held Lin Sui's wrist, untied his shackles, and smiled slowly at Lin Sui: "Young master teach me I can do it well."

    "I hate dogs that bite, except in one case."

    Yan Qin said that Lin Sui is unpredictable.

    It used to be and it is now.

    This is obviously the degeneration of believers, trapping the gods in forbidden places, but he forgot that it was never the external halo that caused the gods to live in the clouds.

    It is divided into two parts.

    Yan Qin was mad for his gesture and rejoiced for his gift.

    The long night is like a swallowing abyss, and there is still no light.

    Yan Qin learned that he pampered his **** with love, but at the same time tore off his wings and chewed his pain.

    That is the satisfaction after being swallowed by the soul, it is the carnival delivered by hundreds of millions of past self.

    At this moment, he doesn't even care whether Lin Sui loves him or not, the joy he gets is enough to fill all the voids of the soul, satisfy the despicable covetousness, and cover the deep pain.

    He will find the person Lin Sui is hiding and tell him to never appear in Lin Sui's eyes again.

    The light of dawn was thin, drowning in the bright light of the large house.

    The surrounding houses are still asleep, only one room has seen the moon set and the sun rise since the clearing of the night.

    Lin Sui leaned lazily on the soft mattress, the light cast his shadow on the wall, shaking in the absence of wind.

    It was bright.