I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

He pushed her under a tree.

The weather was getting cooler, but the leaves showed no signs of falling. When he bent down, he looked at her with his eyes, and the bridge of his nose almost touched her face.

The sun hasn't set yet.

His tall and outstanding figure blocked most of the light and gave her a shady place.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on his head like pieces of gold.

Those lights were golden and shining brightly, but she was only attracted by his eyes at this moment.

When his two thin lips said the "teacher", which was a close memory for both of them, because of shame, God knows how red her face was.

A word of teacher floated her back to the memories of a long time ago, and the memories of the summer vacation all came to her eyes one by one.

The memories of treating the student council president in the school and treating her students, that quiet and gentle student bully boy, are separate for her.

She clearly knows that he has two faces, and she is not ashamed of his behavior in her heart. She hates such a person.

But when she put on her high heels, when she went home to teach the teacher to help him with homework, she saw the beautiful student in front of the desk. When he held a pen, read a book, and did his homework, he always showed meekness and elegance.

When he stopped writing, raised his head, and smiled gently at her through the lens, at that time, she had a certain fondness for him in her heart.

She clearly saw the darkest side of his heart, but she was still attracted by the bright spots he showed.

She always thought he was different, and he didn't become like that on purpose.

But with such thoughts, as the days grew longer, she witnessed how he, a gentle and jade-like young man, tore away his sanctimonious pretense and did taboo things to her.

It was he who had an unreasonable feeling for the teacher.

He was also the one who kissed her forcefully.

He tore up the last bit of goodwill and admiration she had for him in her heart.

Jiang Chacha looked into his eyes again.

Inside was a swamp, his pupils were pitch-black, and the curvature of his eyes still had a taste. Through the lens, he lost his usual carelessness and gentleness. When he looked at her, there was an indescribable complexity inside.

She didn't look closely.

"what?"

She felt strange.

Why did she mention their names.

What is it that you have a crush on now?
Because he was too close, maybe it was the kiss just now that made his breathing worse, and the hoarse breathing was panting in her ears, which made her ears itchy, and even his breathing was difficult. Describe the ambiguous taste.

She doesn't like it.

So she turned sideways and pushed him away.

She hugged her chest, but she was still unconvinced, and glanced over coldly, "What are you asking them for?"

"A few of them, no matter which one, I have a better impression of them than you, the president."

She sneered.

"Why, is it still the poor self-esteem that will be the master?"

Wen Huaizhi didn't move, probably because he felt that it was a little hot at that time, he tugged at his neckline, and when he lifted his eyes, there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

Jiang Chacha still felt uncomfortable.

She recounted the whole incident, from the beginning, to Wen Huai's anger, to the sudden kiss between the two, and finally to the current situation.

He was standing in the corridor at that time, and the reason for the subsequent dispute and this ridiculous kiss was to let her treat him to a meal.

"In the beginning, I really wanted to use you."

"I want to use you and get you to vote for me because I want to stay on."

"But there's one thing you need to know."

Jiang Chacha squeezed her hands tightly, looked at him, and summoned up her courage, "I saw that there was no hope in the future, so I gave up, and I will never pester you again."

"The vote you voted for me today, which part of your motivation is me involved?"

"So why use it?"

"Why should I treat you to dinner? You know, you voted for me voluntarily! I didn't ask you to vote for me!"

When Jiang Chacha was excited, her eyes would be brighter and her face would be slightly red, as if she had been in the sun for a long time.

The more she said, the more something went wrong, she narrowed her eyes.

Things are strung together one by one.

From the very beginning, things weren't quite right.

"So, why are you voting for me?"

"Also, why are you crazy enough to kiss me?"

Jiang Chacha felt that her head was getting bigger.

Being kissed by Si Zichen one second, and being kissed by Wen Huaizhi the next second, who can resist it? !
With such a huge amount of information, it's no wonder her brain isn't smoking.

Because things happened so suddenly, one after another, and they were all outrageous, beyond her expectation, and she was usually a rough-natured person, so her reaction was even slower.

Because now her mind is full of pictures of Si Zichen and Wen Huaizhi kissing her, so it's no wonder it's not confused!
Wen Huaizhi behaved strangely at this time.

It stands to reason that he should have smiled indifferently, but he did look at her gloomyly, maybe because he was too irritable, he pursed his lips, and there was a trace of hostility in his eyes.

There are still her bite marks on his lips. She bit deeply, the skin is broken, and bleeding is still oozing out, and a few deep teeth marks of hers can still be vaguely seen on his lips.

Thinking back to the kiss just now, it was full of ambiguous rusty smell, Jiang Chacha's eyes seemed to be stabbed, her eyelids twitched violently, and she forced herself to look away from him.

He is also very strange.

She threw away so many questions, but he didn't answer any of them, but insisted on asking the original question paranoidly.

"So, who do you like more?"

He looked deeply at her.

It may be that this question is too sensitive, touched something on his mind, Jiang Chacha clenched her hands, and subconsciously frowned, "None of your business?!"

"The problem I said has not been resolved!"

He interrupted her.

"Just one question."

Jiang Chacha was stunned, but quickly frowned, "What do you mean? What do you mean there is only one question? Don't talk about it!"

"There's always only one question."

He stepped forward suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly pushed her under the tree again.

From why he was angry with her, why he voted for her, to why he kissed her again and again.

These are all just the same question.

Now as soon as he got close, Jiang Chacha would react so violently that the hairs all over her body would stand on end.

She thought that the devil was going to kiss her badly again, so she closed her eyes subconsciously and turned her head away.

But this time Wen Huaizhi didn't do anything offensive to her.

He just used two fingers to lift her chin slightly so that she was facing him.

Jiang Chacha opened her eyes, like a stressed little animal, staring at him ferociously, as if as long as he let go of her, she would bite off a piece of flesh from his body in hatred.

She struggled to get his fingers out, but found it was futile, and her eyes were tired, maybe because she felt that looking at his face would pollute her eyes, she showed a disgusted expression, her eyes looked away, she just didn't look at him, just wanted to To show how much she hated him.

However, her jaw soon felt a pain, and she came back to stare at him again after suffering the pain.

Wen Huaizhi's eyes became much colder, and his tone was also gloomy.

"I do not like you being like this."

Ginger tea:...

Do you like my shit?
But because she was in a weak position now, she held back her words and waited to settle accounts with him later.

She still didn't press it.

His breath sprayed her body coolly, and when he spoke, his eyes would fall on her ears, and she felt that every inch of her skin was being touched by him, feeling extremely tormented.

His eyes are naturally slender, and when he looks at people, he always has a somewhat affectionate taste. His eyes seem gentle, but his cool fingers crush her chin with a sense of punishment, but it doesn't hurt much. , it seemed to be a kind of punishment exclusive to Wen Huaizhi.

He will leave a reddish mark on your skin, a mark of Wen Huai Zhi, and a slight tingling pain, so that you will deeply engrave his punishment in your heart at that moment.

Even if you hate him and hate him, at that moment, your heart will be filled with his name.

"look at me."

His voice is like winter fog.

Jiang Chacha was aroused for a while, and she was really intimidated by him at that time. He is like this, he always has such an aura, even if you don't want to, you can't help but give in.

His eyelids are lowered.

He thought of something, his lips curled slightly, and his eyes fell on her palm-sized face inch by inch, as if wandering around his territory.

"It seems that you haven't been tempted by anyone yet."

What do you mean?
Jiang Chacha's heart sank, she understood something in her heart, but she didn't seem to understand it all, she bit her lip heavily, maybe because she was a little curious by his words, she no longer resisted, opened her eyes, and looked at him fearlessly .

She looked at him calmly with clear eyes, eyes as transparent as glass.

She seemed to be still angry, but she seemed to be thinking about his question seriously, her brows were slightly frowned.She pursed her lips, as if she wanted to ask him a little bit, but she couldn't tell because of face, so she restrained her curiosity.

She would rather suffocate herself than speak to him actively.

However, her eyes that were as clear as lake water just now made Wen Huaizhi's eyes darken a bit.

is stupid.

Rarely have I seen such dullness.

But it's okay to be stupid.

Wen Huaizhi's fingertips slowly stroked her chin.

Her skin seems to have a cold fragrance, like a piece of nephrite jade, it is very addictive when touched, it will only make people want to have more skin contact with her, until they completely embrace her.

Wen Huaizhi suddenly lowered his head and pressed his voice in her ear.

The voice was as hypocritical and gentle as ever, but it was rough and hoarse, charming, as if deliberately trying to seduce her.

"Ginger Chacha, let's make a bet."

He rarely called her by her first name, which made her very strange.He always used to call her vice president, vice president with a smile, and only when he was angry would he call her by her name with a sullen face.

It's rare to call it so seriously.

Jiang Chacha frowned, but she couldn't overcome her curiosity after all, so she raised her eyelashes and asked with a confused expression.

"What are you gambling?"

The thin lips next to her ear suddenly curled up.

He raised her chin again, and the gentle eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were slightly closed, high above, indifferent, narcissistic, paranoid, and crazy.

"I bet you'll fall in love with me first."

——Letter from the author
I plan to end the summer vacation. If you have any plots you want to watch, you can leave a message and tell me~
I try to finish each story as much as possible.