After a comfortable nightâs sleep, her stomach didnât hurt much the next day. Ye sang took a day off from school with her teacher, so she wasnât in a hurry to go to school. She snuck into the living room to find something to eat, but early in the morning, she saw her boyfriend sitting cross-legged on the sofa playing video games.
She was speechless
How should she put it.
Her feelings must be indescribably complicated.
Before this, Duan Jinyanâs image in ye Sangâs eyes had always been that of a cold and unpredictable psychopath. In the end, after spending so many days together, she had no choice but to admit it.
All of this was a problem of filtering.
This guy was just a slut who would say a few nasty words from time to time.
In the end, he wasnât even a slut anymore. He had directly fallen into the hands of an internet addict youth.
Ye sang felt like she was in a broken relationship. She lay down on the sofa, bent down, picked up a pillow, and rubbed her eyes. Seeing that he was focused on playing the game, she couldnât help but reach out and grab his hair. Her voice was soft and harsh, âYan Yan, my stomach hurts.â
â...â
Her tone wasnât sincere, but it was clearly unhappy.
However â
The straight Duan, who had never been in a relationship before, finally raised his head from the game.
The young man had delicate eyebrows, bright red lips, and long eyelashes. He looked like he had not slept the whole night, and he did not care that his girlfriend was holding his hair.
He was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable because he did not know what the girlâs menstrual period was like, so he blinked and asked in a hoarse voice, âDoes it hurt?â
Judging from his tone, Ye sang was pretty sure that he had been playing games all night.
She could not help but feel a little hopeless.
What if her boyfriend was an internet addict?
The little girl hugged the pillow and rested her chin on the sofa. She said in a low voice, âI can bear it.â
â...â
Duan Jinyan looked down at the character who had already hung up. He pursed his lips and tilted his head lazily after a while. He said sincerely, âYouâre very strong.â
Ye sang:â... Get Lost.â
This dog was better than his boyfriend.
*
After successfully angering the person away, Duan Jinyan was still a little confused. He lowered his head to look at the little person who had already hung up. He sighed faintly, accepted his fate, put his phone into his pocket, and went to coax her.
The little girl rolled on his bed in a mess. The pure black quilt was full of wrinkles. The young man tilted his head slightly and leaned against the wall at the side. He looked at her with a smile, and without the slightest bit of annoyance, he took a big step forward, he reached out and pinched the back of her neck. âBrother is going to school. Thereâs a class today.â
â...â
Ye sang still wanted to go back to sleep, but she felt a little itchy and weak from his pinching. She climbed up from the bed with her eyes wide open in confusion. âYou have a Class?â
âSo there was no class last night?â
Otherwise, where would he have the time to pick her up?
Duan Jinyan bent down and pinched her round little face. He used a gentle force on his fingertips and said matter-of-factly, âI skipped class.â
â...â
Ye Sangâs heart skipped a beat. She didnât want to give up, but she was also a little surprised. âDid the Professor Not Name You?â
Duan Jinyan glanced at her. âNo. I left in front of him.â
â...âye sang almost knelt down in front of him.
Skipping class in front of the Professor? was he worried that his academic credits were too high?
âYou donât want your academic credits?âYe sang was so surprised that she was stunned for a long time.
She thought he didnât have any classes.
Moreover, since the professor was here, he could come out after class. Wouldnât he be courting death if he left right in front of him?
Duan Jinyan heard her faint tone of disappointment. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if he finally found the feeling of being taken seriously. The young man reached out his hand to rub her hair and looked at her strangely, âBut your stomach hurts.â
That tone seemed to be stating the truth, which made ye sang respond with an âOHâas she stared at him in a daze.
She felt that this person... was like an otherworldly being.
What was wrong with her stomach hurting? It wouldnât be a problem for her to lie down on the table and sleep, or to wait for him to finish class.
In the end, this person rejected him just because he said he didnât want to.
Ye sang couldnât help but hug his waist. Her voice was muffled as she praised him sincerely, âYanyan.â
â... youâre really a good boyfriend in this generation.â
The little girlâs entire body was soft, and her arms were soft as well. Her body was filled with the sweetness of milk. Duan Jin Yan raised his eyebrows with a cheeky look on his face. He bent down slightly and looked at the little girl who was sitting on the bed. The young man chuckled, âHow is it? Are you touched? Do you have the urge to give yourself to me?â
His cheeky tone.
Ye sang did not even have the chance to be touched before it was forcefully snuffed out.
She kicked him. Seeing how obedient her boyfriend was, it was rare for her to have a conscience. She sniffed and said, âYan Yan.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHMM?â
Duan Jin Yan lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Ye sang stretched out a finger and gently hooked it around his palm. In a childish voice, she promised, âI will definitely not hit you in the future.â
She was in the wrong.
Her boyfriend was so obedient.
How could she kick him! !
Duan Jinyan:â...â
The youth looked at her thoughtfully. As he really couldnât figure out his wifeâs brain, his tone sounded like he was smiling. âReally?â
Ye sang nodded. âYes.â
Then, he couldnât help but mutter.
âMy dad was worried that I would beat my boyfriend to death in the future.â
âHow is that possible?â
She didnât have any hobbies of domestic violence!
Duan Jinyan looked at her serious expression and wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that ye Sang, who was angry from embarrassment, would kick him again, so he held it in.
..
Dating was really just a casual conversation. They usually held hands and hadnât even kissed before. Ye sang once suspected that Duan Jinyan couldnât do it.
It was either that or his sex was cold.
Didnât she always get tired of watching TV dramas when she was in a relationship? They would kiss each other if they didnât get along?
Ye sang couldnât figure it out, but she didnât probe further. They were organizing activities at school these days. It was about the college entrance exam, so she wanted to relax, so she signed up.
However, she was working in the logistics department. She definitely couldnât be the star of such a drama show.
Ye sang subconsciously hid behind the crowd when she saw it. The teacher didnât make things difficult for her and asked her to go backstage to help.
In the afternoon, she was dragged backstage by her classmates to prepare props.
A drama was not only attended by her class, but also the other classes. Ye sang tidied up with the class monitor. A few people not far away were discussing props.
Their drama was quite vulgar, similar to a modern version of Cinderella. The team leader sought authenticity and even planned to buy a suit and a bag to use as props.
After all, president BA in the TV series was always in a suit, and the young ladies from rich families were always carrying Hermes bags.
Seeing that they were discussing fervently and even going to the school to ask for money to buy them, Ye sang felt that it was a bit wasteful to buy such things, so she slowly interrupted, âI have these things at home.â
After a pause, when everyone looked over in surprise, the girlâs voice was soft. She pursed her lips and said,
âIf you need it.â
âI can help you steal my fatherâs suit.â