As a yellow-haired villain, I really don't want to be chased by the heroine

Luo Qingchuan searched on her mobile phone.

Chen Yanyu wanted to come over to take a look, but forced herself to wait, her big eyes tried to lift up to see Luo Qingchuan's phone screen, so nervous that people wanted to hug her.

"There is one."

Luo Qingchuan read the comments and couldn't help laughing, "It seems that I found a treasure, and everyone is praising it. It's probably a good movie. Let's go when we find time."

"Okay, okay!" Chen Yanyu nodded without thinking, and agreed wholeheartedly.

The curious Chen Yanyu finally couldn't help it anymore, propping the sofa with both hands on the sides of his legs, and quietly moved his body towards Luo Qingchuan bit by bit.

She moved closer to Luo Qingchuan's side, slowly and carefully, like a frightened bird, and lightly leaned her head on Luo Qingchuan's shoulder, like in a bar.

Chen Yanyu asked in a low voice: "What's the story probably?"

Luo Qingchuan swiped her fingers, and glanced at the title and introduction.

"Well... let me see..."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It tells the story of the sweet love between a girl with low self-esteem and a boy with social fear during the summer vacation, expressing their love at the fireworks conference, overcoming their cowardice and weakness together, and bravely pursuing happiness."

Chen Yanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she thought of something in her heart, and murmured, "It sounds so beautiful, where's the name?"

Then Luo Qingchuan froze for a moment, and said slowly in a gentle tone:

"Word……"

"Word?"

"Don't worry, it's a little convoluted..."

Luo Qingchuan paused every word, with a soft and warm voice,

"Words...words...need...to be...knowledgeable."

Silver hair hangs down from the cheeks, Chen Yanyu's eyes are as soft as water, crystal clear like a holy moon, ""Words need to be known"."

Chen Yanyu repeated it, her heart was poked like it was being tickled, and she murmured obsessively: "Words... you must know each other..."

"Well, that's it."

"Luo, Luo Qingchuan..."

"Ok?"

Chen Yanyu looked obliquely at Luo Qingchuan who was beside her, and shyly looked away.

"I……"

""I like you". "

Luo Qingchuan was startled for a moment.

The same is true for Chen Yanyu.

The two looked at the TV screen at the same time, and the heroine confessed to the hero in the bright sunshine.

The BGM in the play also stopped, only the humming of cicadas in midsummer was tireless.

The camera cuts to the actor's face.

He opened his mouth indifferently, and was about to give an answer.

That answer seemed to silence everything.

Luo Qingchuan was hooked and stared blankly.

then……

"Please see the preview of the next episode." "The infectious baritone sounded suddenly.

"boom!"

The remote control was smashed on the TV by a soft little hand, rebounded and slid far away on the clear floor.

Chen Yanyu's silver hair was messed up in the electric arc, she bit her lip and said, "I'm going to smash it!"

Luo Qingchuan: "???"

Girl, this TV belongs to my house!

However, Chen Yanyu had already angrily broke away from the blanket and jumped onto the coffee table, rushing forward like a crazy kitten, her two tender and slender bare legs were completely exposed in the air, her little feet were tender and red.

Luo Qingchuan was startled, and quickly hugged Chen Yanyu who was standing on the coffee table.

"Calm down, this is my TV."

"Why are you stuck here! Quickly let him say he likes it! Let him say it!!!"

"It's not its fault! It's all the writers and directors, they're just trying their best to make you watch the next episode!"

Struggling, Chen Yanyu's anger dissipated quickly, but as soon as she lost her strength, her body inevitably fell backwards, causing Luo Qingchuan, who was hugging her waist, to also fall down on the sofa suddenly.

The girl was lying in Luo Qingchuan's arms, like a kitten with its belly turned up, the snow-colored fingers who had failed in the attack were spread out on her chest in embarrassment.

Looking at each other silently, both of them were a little confused.

……

026 Be tougher next time

The orange light brightly and softly filled every part of the living room, and also sprinkled on the girl.

Luo Qingchuan was in a daze for a moment.

A corner of the hem of Chen Yanyu's shirt was slightly turned up, revealing the brilliant white that envelops the secluded place, and it was sewn with delicate and lovely lace, like a small and delicate curtain.

Luo Qingchuan's right hand was next to her, blocking her waist, as long as she moved her index finger, she could gently pull the curtain down from her leg bit by bit, inch by inch.

The young girl's skin is more radiant than snow, her jade soft body is soft, her crystal silver hair is disheveled, her fragrant dimples are shy, her eyelashes tremble slightly, she closes her eyes slightly to Luo Qingchuan, her lips are untouched but red, her eyebrows are unpainted but emerald, and her waist is full of willows. Twisting gently in Luo Qingchuan's arms like the evening wind blowing across the lake, her slender legs curled shyly into a beautiful arc.

Chen Yanyu was so shockingly beautiful that even Luo Qingchuan's proud concentration collapsed in an instant.

She is a fairy, a dragon, and a blazing thunder dancing in the dark clouds and storms. In other words, to mortals, Chen Yanyu is a god-like existence.

But at this moment the gods are being profaned.

Without her permission, the boy's fingers moved lightly on his own, crawling up and down next to the girl's undulating exquisite body.

Chen Yanyu bit her lower lip tightly, not wanting or daring to make a sound, for fear of being startled by this unspeakable silence.

The collar of the shirt was loose, and Luo Qingchuan could vaguely see the soft pink under Chen Yanyu's collarbone.

He found his destination.

"Woo..." The girl's body trembled violently, and a suppressed moan escaped from the corners of her lips, which made her face turn red with embarrassment.

So gentle, Chen Yanyu dizzily opened her holy golden pupils, which seemed to be drawing circles of messy circles.

She wanted to see Luo Qingchuan's face, but she didn't dare to. There was a crystal clear teardrop in the corner of her eye, which was as soft and clear as the dew that fell from the lotus leaf in the early morning.

click.

Luo Qingchuan held her waist with her left hand, and gently moved her right hand to unbutton a button of the girl's jacket.

Then gently push the collar away, and you can see the patches of white snow behind the clouds.

in……

It turned out to be a vacuum.

Luo Qingchuan's hand was suddenly grabbed by the trembling girl.

Although Chen Yanyu has no personnel experience, and has never seen restricted-rated pictures and teaching, she can indeed sense that Luo Qingchuan is doing something bad to her.

Breast attack... she understands.

"Hold me," Chen Yanyu made a small voice from the corner of her ruddy lips, like an oriole begging for food, "Go to bed, I'll give it to you again."

Chen Yanyu began to think of the "overnight" episodes and procedures in the TV series.

Embrace……

sheet……

roll……

Then?

Leave it to Luo Qingchuan... She thought.

Although the physiological instinct had made Chen Yanyu vaguely aware of something, the girl's legs were hot, especially the heels of her legs.

Luo Qingchuan thought for a while, wrapped her in one arm, passed through You Mi's legs with the other, and carried Chen Yanyu to the big bed in the bedroom.

The girl's slender and straight legs were tightly closed together, as if she didn't want the boy to see the misty mist that melted in the white spring light.

Luo Qingchuan grabbed the thin and soft quilt, and covered Chen Yanyu lightly and quickly.

His breathing was light, very light.

Because once Luo Qingchuan didn't deal with it, it would be a terrible heavy panting like a beast.

So it is as light as the breeze on the lake in summer.

"Go to sleep." Luo Qingchuan said, "I won't accompany you anymore."

He suddenly felt guilty.

I feel like I almost became a ghost who kills the gods.

So the god is so good and kind that even the evil spirits are unwilling to harm it.

Luo Qingchuan thought... If it wasn't for Chen Yanyu, if it wasn't for her, or even if it wasn't her first day in the world, she would have already ignored it.

Or maybe it was because this evil spirit had already been beheaded by a fairy with a sword at his waist.

"..." Chen Yanyu came back to her senses, pulled up the soft quilt all of a sudden, covered her flushed cheeks, and made a murmur-like voice, "I have no other intentions, I just let you sleep because I don't want to move." You carry me to bed."

"Ah."

Luo Qingchuan smiled lightly, "I know, but you said you would give me... give me what?"

Chen Yanyu's body seemed to convulse for an instant under the soft quilt.

She muttered again: "I'll tell you when you come here."

Luo Qingchuan thought for a while and approached.

Chen Yanyu suddenly stretched out her small pink fist from under the quilt.

"I'll give you a punch!"

It hit Luo Qingchuan on the forehead with a bang.

Not much effort.

Luo Qingchuan grabbed Chen Yanyu's trembling slender wrist, and then stuffed her hand back into the quilt again.

Luo Qingchuan squatted down beside the bed, and softly said to Chen Yanyu who was hiding under the blanket: "For a bad person like me, next time you have to be more ruthless, and don't soften your heart easily."

"I won't give you a chance next time, hum. You go, my girl is going to sleep!"

Luo Qingchuan smiled.

He turned and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door and turning off the lights.

In the quiet darkness, Chen Yanyu poked her head out silently, looking at the door with moist eyes.

After the boy's footsteps were far away, there was no more sound, and the TV was turned off.

Chen Yanyu huddled under the soft quilt with a red face, closed her eyes angrily, and then fastened the unbuttoned shirt by the way.

She touched the button, but couldn't sleep no matter what.

After a while.

Chen Yanyu got up quietly, pushed open the door, and saw that the light in the bedroom was also dimmed.

Luo Qingchuan was sitting on the sofa, leaning her head to sleep.

"Are you cold?" Chen Yanyu asked.

Luo Qingchuan didn't say a word, and her sleeping face was a little tired.

Chen Yanyu recalled those palpitating experiences before, and went back distressedly, with her weak arms, tried her best to hug out the little quilt.

The girl gently sat beside Luo Qingchuan, wrapping a thin blanket around the two of them.