Quick Wear: After the female supporting role was funny, the male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 375 She Who Came From the Stars 3



Chapter 375 She Who Came From the Stars 3

Chapter 375 She Who Came From the Stars 3

"Hmm~" The trembling sound makes it hard for people not to think too much.

Yan Heng said calmly, "It's no use seducing me."

Lin Zhiyi gnashed her teeth: "Are you crazy? I want to seduce a man who has hurt my personality. I can't help myself physically. Is that not allowed?"

"Well, you're quite sensitive then."

"Don't even think about finding a wife in this life. You don't deserve it!" Lin Zhiyi said with a curse.

Yan Heng calmly retorted: "Although I haven't thought about looking for one, if there really is one, it will definitely not be someone like you."

Lin Zhi smiled proudly, hugged Yan Heng tightly, kissed his ear and teased him: "What do I look like now? Do you really see it clearly?"

Yan Heng exerted force on his hands, and Lin Zhiyi cried out in pain, looking into his deep, expressionless eyes.

"It feels good. Put on your clothes and come home with me. I will check your identity."

Lin Zhiyi's eyes widened in anger, and the dark silver halo was already very obvious: "Bark like a dog!"

The dog didn't bark, and Yan Heng's face was full of sarcasm.

She inexplicably felt like she was being suppressed, which made Lin Zhiyi very unhappy. She just didn't believe that she couldn't let him break her spell!

He pulled up her big hands and wrapped them around her naked waist, then kissed her thin lips.

Yan Heng grabbed her neck and tried to pull her away, but he found that the girl was extremely strong at this moment. When the tip of her tongue touched his, Yan Heng frowned fiercely.

Before his unpleasant mood intensified, he was quickly attracted by her sweetness.

Chen Yuan's eyes gradually changed, and the hand that pinched her slender waist became stronger and stronger...

"tsk"

A few minutes later, Lin Zhiyi sat obediently aside, making sarcastic sounds.

Even though her waist was pinched bruises, she had achieved a temporary victory. No matter how serious she pretended to be, she still couldn't resist her teasing.

When the people outside the car were called in, Lin Zhiyi was fully clothed and greeted them with a smile. The two of them felt awkward and confused.

What does Brother Yan mean by his crossed-legged sitting posture?

This posture is very handsome, but inexplicably abrupt, more like covering up something. It can't be when checking ribs... cough cough, can't think about it.

The car started moving again. Brother Yan didn't catch the girl, which meant that the girl's ribs were intact and she should not be from Mandala, so the destination was Yan Heng's home.

This is no longer a villa, it is a manor covering a very large area.

The car drove into the black steel gate. It happened to be cloudy at this time. The green plants along the way were dark green, and there was no one in sight. It looked eerie no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Zhiyi leaned against the window and looked for a while before saying, "Is this your house? It looks more like a scene from a horror movie, dank and eerie. Who designed this scene in your house? Is this designer a horror professional?"

"Pfft!" The driver suddenly burst into laughter, but then became serious for a second.

This expression made the controller understand: "I see. Your captain's own taste is good. It fits the background check of the Special Processing Bureau very well."

"You're not amnesiac? You seem to be very clear about the background check of the Special Processing Bureau." Yan Heng looked at her immediately.

Cursing himself for losing his mind, Lin Zhiyi remained calm: "I told you, I think of your name when I see you. I don't know why."

Seeing Yan Heng staring at her without saying anything, she kept putting psychological pressure on her.

Lin Zhiyi raised her beautiful eyes and said, "Haven't you touched me enough or kissed me enough? Go to your room and continue."

"hiss"

"Fuck!"

The two people in the front row reacted violently and kept stealing glances at them through the rearview mirror.

Yan Heng said calmly: "There are no secrets in my room, you don't have to think about it."

Lin Zhiyi: “…” Is this what she meant?

After sending them to the door, the car left.

Yan Heng, who said there was no secret in the room, used his fingerprint to verify at the door and entered a password of more than twenty digits before opening the door.

Lin Zhiyi's eyelids twitched: "Don't you think it's troublesome? What if you forget one day?"

"Do I look stupid?"

No, you seem to be overusing your brain. This is what Lin Zhiyi really thinks.

But she didn't say it out loud. She had been quite angry today, so she should be more restrained in other people's territory...

As soon as she entered the room, she didn't have any expectations. It was all pitch black, either black or gray. Even if there was a little white, she would have felt more comfortable.

What's the difference between this house and a prison? Oh, there is a difference. The prison is more popular.

He took off his shoes obediently before entering the house, and stepped barefoot on the cold black ground.

In the dark space, the only warm color attracted Yan Heng's attention.

Seeing Yan Heng looking down at her feet, Lin Zhiyi raised an eyebrow and stepped on his instep: "Does it look good?"

Yan Heng raised his eyes and asked, "Are you poor? Why don't you buy socks?"

Lin Zhiyi: "..." Who said that not wearing socks means you are poor? Does this bastard have to pick a fight with her?

He stretched out his hand.

"Give me money, a card, and a phone. I want to buy something. From today on, if you support me, I will no longer be poor."

"Why? Even though your ribs are intact, it's true that you can hypnotize. You're an unidentified dangerous individual. You're lucky you haven't been sent to the Special Treatment Bureau. How dare you act so arrogantly?"

Lin Zhiyi withdrew her hand and pulled the silver bra without saying a word.

Yan Heng stopped him with a sullen look: "What are you doing?"

"Can't I please the guardian, Lord Yan Heng, in exchange for something I want?"

Yan Heng pushed her away expressionlessly: "You can choose your own room. You are not allowed to leave this manor. I will give you a cell phone later. You can buy things or contact your accomplices."

Lin Zhiyi sneered and went upstairs. This villain successfully aroused her interest in dog training. Just wait and see.

It was the beginning of a life of cohabitation, except that she couldn't go out, everything else was pretty casual.

Yan Heng went out early in the morning. I guess he has to work from nine to five in the Special Processing Bureau. Why should he pretend with her as just an employee?

Humph, with a look of contempt, Lin Zhiyi used her new mobile phone to go on a shopping spree online. It was fun to spend money like water, and it was even funnier because the money was not her own.

She doesn't buy what she needs or what's suitable. She only buys the most expensive ones. The price-performance ratio is amazing. What's most important is whether it's pleasing to the eye.

Yan Heng came home that night and froze as soon as he entered the door...

Although those people couldn't transport anything in without his consent, he was still not mentally prepared.

The previous black hall had a row of pure black leather sofas. The sofas are still there, and a dark pink plush heart-shaped sofa is placed next to them.

It's as big as a bed...

The coffee table will also be decorated with matching heart-shaped crystals, and even the TV and TV cabinet are in bright pink.

There is a lot of space at home, and now it seems like time and space are dislocated, with two spaces appearing in one living room.

And that unknown woman, wearing a suspender skirt, barefoot with exposed thighs, was lying on the love sofa and watching him come in. Her long black hair was half hanging on the ground and her eyes were stern.

Apart from the pause just now, Yan Heng walked past Lin Zhiyi without any expression, completely treating her as a transparent person.

Lin Zhi didn't call out to people who came upstairs. She watched her own TV and ate her own fruit. Someone knew whether she was showing her presence well or not.

At night, Yan Heng went downstairs to drink water and found that Lin Zhiyi had not returned to her room. She was sleeping on the sofa with the TV still on. He slowly walked over...


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