Paranoia he is a treasure

Chapter 27

In the previous life, his attitude towards Yan Shuo was extremely bad.

She doesn't like arrogant and domineering boys, and she doesn't even look at him when she meets him.

Sometimes I would talk and discuss Yan Shuo's family with other girls, talking about his taboos.

Not only did he not loathe her like he did to other girls, but he became more and more entangled with her.

Yun Nianqing thought that as long as he followed Yan Shuo, stopped provoking him, and lowered his sense of existence, he would not attract his attention.

But why...

For the whole afternoon, Yun Nianqing was in a lifeless state.

His heart fell on the few messages from Wen Luo.

Dinner was eaten at Li Yinhui's house.

Grandma Li was going to pull me to spend the night at her house, but she refused abruptly.

She is used to feeling alone.

Seeing that the child had no intention of staying, the old man did not force him to stay.

After listening to Li Yinhui's instructions to care about him, Yun Nianqing went back.

As soon as I got home, I lay on the bed and saw the breathing light on my phone flashing.

She thought it was a message from Wen Luo, picked up the phone and glanced at it, her face paled instantly.

The string of phone numbers that she had engraved in her heart.

Called twice...

The girl was sitting on the bed, holding the phone tightly with both hands, staring blankly at the two unanswered messages on the screen, breathing heavily.

How did he have his own phone number?

Why is he calling her?
What the hell is he trying to do...

Click to block.

Turning off the phone, Yun Nianqing lay flat on the bed, closed her eyes, and didn't dare to think about it.

The warm light in the room is always on.

The girl was breathing evenly, her cold was almost cured, she was not seriously ill, and she soon fell asleep.

At 02:30 in the morning, the phone rang again and again.

The girl on the bed turned over, grabbed the quilt to cover her quiet face, frowned slightly, and the voice kept ringing.

She shrank directly into the bed.

One minute later, the quilt was thrown back violently, and Yun Nianqing gasped for fresh air.

She sucked out all the oxygen in the bed.

Impatiently grabbing the phone next to the pillow.

Try to open your eyes, open a crack.

No remarks, unknown number.

Close your eyes and answer in desperation.

"Hey……"

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, soft, small and weak, and the heart of the person who heard it tightened suddenly.

Damn, it's so fucking seductive.

"Yun Nianqing..."

The boy's deep and hoarse voice came from the phone.

It only sounded familiar, but the sleepy girl didn't recognize who it was, she was so sleepy...

"...um..." The voice was like a mosquito, tickling people's hearts.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Yan Shuo was lazily leaning on the sofa in the hotel room, playing with the lighter in his hand, the room was pitch black, his eyes were cold, staring at the huge French windows, the colorful world outside.

The lights outside were feasting, and the lights from the opposite building shone on his face.

The smooth and fair face revealed a sharp and cold handsomeness, the thick eyebrows raised slightly rebelliously, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there were dark and deep ice eyes.

The two buttons on the neckline of the black shirt were open, revealing the delicate collarbone, which looked wild, unrestrained, evil and sexy.

Quietly waiting for the girl's answer on the phone.

Yun Nianqing was in a daze, and didn't listen to what was said on the other end of the phone at all, he faltered and couldn't utter a word.

After a long time, she squeaked: "Hmm..."

"Why are you afraid of me?"

"..." There was no sound over there.

Yan Shuo paused, then said casually, "I seem to like you a little bit, what should I do?"

His voice was deep and seductive.

I like you, I want to hide you, only I can see, you are so attractive, especially the way you performed that day, I almost go to go go and goug those people's eyes.

There was a vague smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his dark eyes were like abysses, staring at the advertisement on the screen of the opposite building, which had the word "Qing" on it.

He was answered by the girl's shallow breathing.

(End of this chapter)