Villain’s Strategy - Chapter 69

Wen Zhichu came out of the alley trembling, and ran away sullenly, his mind was blank and he couldn’t think at all.

The evening wind in the autumn night carried a penetrating coolness, but Wen Zhichu couldn’t feel it at all. Instead, his whole body was burning hot, and even his body was hot and itchy, as if he was about to burn.

There was still a wet touch on the lips, which was left by the two of them in the alley just now, and the feeling of dampness and coolness became more obvious when the wind blew.

Wen Zhichu’s mind buzzed for a moment, and her tender red lips trembled, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she hurriedly raised her hand and wiped her lips with her sleeve.

Recalling what happened in the alley just now, Wen Zhichu’s face was terribly hot.

Qin Jiashu liked him so much that he kissed him.

Because of running so fast, Wen Zhichu’s breath became short of breath,

But didn’t Qin Jiashu always hate him? !

Could it be…

Could it be that the mouth says no, but the body is very honest!

In Wen Zhichu’s mind at this time, it seems that there are countless groundhogs passing by on alpacas, and they still don’t forget to spit at him when they pass by, tui~

He couldn’t figure out what was going on in his mind right now, his heart was beating wildly, he didn’t know whether it was because of being frightened or what.

Distraught, her pace became faster and faster, but Wen Zhichu lowered her head and couldn’t see the telephone pole in front of her at all.

Five seconds later, Wen Zhichu had a close contact with it without any surprise.

Hearing a “dong”, Wen Zhichu covered his forehead, and his buttocks were firmly planted on the ground.

This blow may have been hard, Wen Zhichu held his forehead and couldn’t stop moaning on the ground.

[System: Boy, how are you? ! how are you boy ! 】

Hearing the pig-killing cry in his mind, he thought he had ascended to heaven, Wen Zhichu was a little dizzy, and reluctantly said, “It’s okay.”

[System: Then how do you feel now? 】

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Wen Zhichu said, “I feel like I’m shoulder to shoulder with the stars.”

The Sky Meow Elf calmed down instantly.

[System: That seems quite ruthless. 】

Wen Zhichu: …

The streets are bustling, even at nearly eleven o’clock in the evening, there are still many people on the street.

A lady saw Wen Zhichu fell to the ground, and stepped forward to help her, “Student, are you alright?”

Looking at the white hand in front of him, Wen Zhichu was embarrassed to hold it, so he patted his pants and stood up, “It’s…it’s okay, thank you.”

The lady looked at the bag knocked out of Wen Zhichu’s forehead, “Are you okay?”

Wen Zhichu: “It’s…not bad.”

[System: You don’t look very good. 】

Wen Zhichu: …

After thanking the lady and leaving, Wen Zhichu continued to gasp because of the pain, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, wanting to cry for a moment.

[System: In the future, don’t set up any flags that others are more unlucky than you. 】

Wen Zhichu looked puzzled.

[System: Look at the retribution coming. 】

“…”

Wen Zhichu pursed his lips, he thought it was raining all night, then raised his hand and lightly touched his forehead.

“Sky Meow Elf.”

【System: I am here】

Wen Zhichu: “What do I look like now?”

What happened tonight is more than what happened in his two lifetimes, and I don’t know if his current appearance will scare others.

[System: You should stop asking. 】

Wen Zhichu was taken aback, “Go ahead.”

[System: I’m afraid you will be sad. 】

Wen Zhichu touched the bag on his forehead, “No way.”

[System: Not too smart. 】

Wen Zhichu: …

Why does he have to say.

[System: Why are you silent? 】

Wen Zhichu: “I’m sad.”

Sky Meow Elf: …

Then Wen Zhichu raised his hand to cover his forehead, and walked forward.

The Tianmeow Elf looked at it and asked a question.

[System: What are you doing? 】

Wen Zhichu clutched the bag on his head, not knowing how the injury was, and was afraid of scaring others, “I was afraid that others would be scared when they saw it, so I pretended to have a headache and went back covering it.”

[System: Do you still need to pretend? 】

Wen Zhichu paused, only to see his face collapse, “I didn’t use it before, but I use it now.”

[System: Why? 】

“I didn’t feel any pain before.”

[System: So? 】

“As soon as you finish talking, I feel pain.”

Sky Meow Elf: …

It turned out to be its fault.

Wen Zhichu originally planned to go home all the way, but halfway through the day, the elf Meow suddenly asked, “Aren’t you going to buy medicine?”

Wen Zhichu couldn’t remember whether there was any medicine in the medicine box at home, so he asked, “Do you have any medicine at home?”

[System: Yes. 】

Wen Zhichu: “Then you don’t need to buy it.”

[System: Small animal burp medicine. 】

“…”

In the end, Wen Zhichu spent 50 yuan at the pharmacy, and Wen Zhichu returned home. After entering the door, the greeting ceremony with the small animals in the past was omitted, and he went straight to the toilet to look in the mirror. Wen Zhichu carefully pushed back the hair on his forehead. A large lump was swollen high and high, and it was already turning blue at this time.

Wen Zhichu applied the medicine, washed again, and collapsed on the bed exhausted.

At this moment, the Sky Meow Elf spoke.

[System: What did you and the protagonist do in the alley just now? 】

This question was like igniting explosives, Wen Zhichu turned over and sat up on the bed, “You…you don’t know?”

[System: When something else is detected, our system will automatically shut down to protect the privacy of the host and not to spy on it. 】

Wen Zhichu was stunned when he heard that, “Then how did you come out later?”

The Tianmeow Elf looked at Wen Zhichu’s bag.

[System: I was knocked out by you. 】

“…”

Wen Zhichu shrank her neck, a little afraid to recall, and stammered: “No… nothing.”

The Tianmeow Elf can see through it almost at a glance.

[System: Are you shy? 】

Wen Zhichu was startled, “Didn’t you close it automatically?”

[System: It is automatically shut down because of astringency. 】

Wen Zhichu: …

Seeing that Wen Zhichu didn’t want to say more, the Tianmiao elf didn’t ask any more. I don’t know if his forehead hurt too much this night, and Wen Zhichu completely suffered from insomnia.

When I woke up early the next morning, my whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and there were club activities today, so I didn’t know how to face Qin Jiashu at all.

The other party kissed him, which is a puppy love behavior.

But as a member of the Communist Youth League, how can you fall in love early.

Wen Zhichu went to class without buying a steamed stuffed bun, and when he entered the class, he was pressed on the shoulder, “Fuck, Wen Shi, what’s wrong with your head?!”

The penultimate peeled off the hair on Wen Zhichu’s forehead, and by this time his forehead had turned bruised and purple.

“Have you been bullied? It’s okay, tell Dad, who beat you, and what kind of cub is it?!”

“…”

The cub was myself.

Wen Zhichu raised his hand tremblingly, looked along the penultimate, and saw Wen Zhichu’s face.

second last:…

Wen Zhichu went back to his seat and sat down, distracted, did nothing for the morning self-study, went to the supermarket to buy water after class, learned from others that Qin Jiashu did not come to school today.

For a moment, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help drooping. Did he go too far yesterday? Would it be better if he said it more tactfully.

Wen Zhichu looked down at his toes, he didn’t understand why someone as good as Qin Jiashu would like him.

After all, he has nothing to like, not even himself.

At ten o’clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the Qin family.

The servant thought that Madam forgot to bring something when she went out, so she hurried to the entrance, opened the door and Chang Ji Feng appeared from the outside.

The servant was surprised, “Master Ji.”

Ji Fengchang walked in familiarly, and changed his shoes as if he was at his own home, “I’m here to find Qin Jiashu, please.”

The servant nodded hurriedly, “Yes, yes.”

At this time, there was a sound of kicking upstairs, accompanied by a pig cry, “Ahhhhhhhhhhh, my brother won’t let Xiaohe in, Xiaohe…Xiaohe wants to see my brother!”

The nanny hurriedly hugged Qin Jiahe, “My brother is not feeling well today, Xiaohe will play with my brother tomorrow, okay?”

Chang Ji Feng looked at the crying little guy and shook his head.

What an enemy, Qin Jiashu hates this younger brother so much, who knows that this little guy is the most clingy to Qin Jiashu.

Looking at Qin Jiahe who was crying in the nanny’s arms, Chang Ji wanted to go upstairs directly, but when he walked in front of the two of them, Qin Jiahe closed his mouth instantly, staring at Chang Ji as if there was a switch.

Chang Ji Feng looked at it, and greeted casually, “Hello, little piggy.”

Qin Jiahe’s chubby body froze, “Xiaohe is not a pig.”

Ji Fengchang raised his hand and poked his stomach, “You are not, but your brother is?”

When Qin Jiahe heard that the other party said his brother, he became anxious, “Then… that Xiaohe is a little pig.”

Chang Ji Feng held back his laughter, “Why were you crying just now?”

Qin Jiahe was wronged by this question, “Because my brother doesn’t play with Xiaohe.”

Ji Feng understood clearly, “Then what do you think I’m here for?”

Qin Jiahe looked at him with big eyes blinking.

Ji Fengchang opened his mouth, whispering like a demon, “I’m here to play with your brother.”

Three seconds later, the Qin family erupted into a new round of pig squawking.

The nanny holding Qin Jiahe: …

are you a devil

Seeing the little piglet crying so heartbreakingly, Ji Fengchang hastily stuffed him with candy and slipped away.

When he reached the door of the room on the third floor, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

“Dog…not.”

The Qin family still has children, so you can’t say that.

Ji Feng turned the eighteen bends of the mountain road in a long tone, “Old Qin, it’s me, open the door.”

I thought the other party would save face, but Ji Fengchang stood in front of the door for two minutes and didn’t see the door open.

Long Monsoon:…

He coughed and said, “Qin Jiashu, open the door.”

One second, two seconds…

“Fuck, Qin Jiashu, you bastard, I came to see you, but you actually shut me out, you are still human, have you forgotten the oath you made when you were a child?!”

“Promise to do it forever…”

Before Ji Feng had finished playing, he heard the door lock click, and the door opened in response.

The smell of nicotine was overwhelming, the room was dark, the blackout curtains completely blocked the sunlight, and the bedding on the big bed was messy, it was obvious that he was up.

Qin Jiashu stood in front of the door with a dark face and bare upper body. His shoulders were broad. When he raised his arms, the shark muscles on his side showed. , hanging loosely around the waist.

Ji Fengchang glanced at it, and his heart skipped a beat for an instant.

Fuck, this dog has a stinky face.