The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Yu Lian hung up the phone.

It's impossible to watch. Once you start watching this kind of thing, it's not just about looking; you have to make some noise to add to the excitement.

Jiang Shaoheng, that idiot, doesn't have much left in her memory. He's a first love whose name she's forgotten, but she can still clearly remember how long it lasted each time.

Because it has been a really long time.

At that time, Yu Lian was troubled about how to break up with him. She was afraid that if she broke up with him for no reason, he would make her pay back the money. So she could only try to find fault with him.

When I got home from school and picked up my phone, I didn't see any messages from him, and I immediately questioned him about what he was doing, as if I had caught him red-handed.

Jiang Shaoheng said in *.

A normal person would say, "Oh, okay, go ahead and do your best." But she was just using this as an excuse to make a scene, so regardless of whether it was true or false, she immediately sent a bunch of unreasonable and irrational messages.

You're saying that every time you use * as an excuse not to reply to me, you're actually chatting with other girls, right?

The next second, a video call came in.

I can't remember what I was thinking at the time, but I answered the call very nervously. She only showed one eye, and when she saw the scene on the other end of the camera, her eyes widened in an instant.

He really is there.

The man's chuckles drifted down, his emotions indistinguishable—arrogance, barely concealed excitement, and barely suppressed urges. The camera panned from above, revealing a small portion of his abs and clearly showing his V-line, the rest filling the square screen.

That's quite an exaggeration.

His slender fingers were playing idly, but when he saw her, they trembled and became aroused again.

"See? Is this just an excuse?"

The sound was raspy, quite different from usual.

As he spoke, whether to prove something or simply to demonstrate, he slowly made a series of movements in front of the camera, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

"Ouch...* It hurts so much...wife."

"It's all your fault. Now that it sees you, it's not so easy to talk to..."

Shamelessly using the excuse of being interrupted by her, he coerced her into helping him. Yu Lian couldn't handle it and thought she might as well just brush it off, so she pinched her throat and called him "husband" again and again to please him.

As a result, even when his throat was hoarse from shouting, he still couldn't stop.



Jiang Shaoheng busily packed away a series of beauty light reflectors, stuffed the pigs into their pens, and the bedroom became quiet.

Lying in bed with my eyes closed, I couldn't help but laugh as I imagined Yu Lian's terrified expression when she hung up.

He never really intended to show it to her.

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That last time was enough to torture him to death.

It was beautiful at first: the dim lighting, the ambiguous atmosphere, and the girl's watery, hesitant eyes...

Yu Lian just had a really bad patience. At first, she could hum and whine to cooperate, but later she started to get impatient. She stopped calling him "husband" and glared at him, urging him to hurry up.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

All his romantic thoughts vanished. It was as if he had participated in some unspeakable job and had to meet certain targets. If he slowed down even slightly, his boss, Xiao Lian, would immediately urge him to maintain a high speed.

Her voice was damn sweet, making him feel both pained and exhilarated.

After finishing, you have to rub off a layer of skin.

He always boasted that if Heaven hadn't created him, Jiang Shaoheng, the average male in China would have been plunged into eternal darkness.

This was the first time I experienced the pain that comes with talent.



Lu Jiefei said he wouldn't care, and he really never did.

There are no fruits she likes in the refrigerator, meals are no longer served to her, she has to wash her own dishes, and when we meet at home, we will brush past each other without looking at each other.

Yu Lian had grown accustomed to his small acts of care in her life, but suddenly they all disappeared.

I just felt like I was being targeted.

When people feel uncomfortable anywhere, they want to run away.

Jiang Shaoheng officially moved into the building in front, so close that it's only a five-minute walk away. He installed a gaming room, complete with game consoles, a small refrigerator, and a snack cabinet. Even the computer peripherals he got were the same models that Yu Lian usually used. It looked like he could stay home forever.

He sent photos to seduce Yu Lian into playing duo queue offline.

Yu Lian shamefully fell in love.

The essence of offline duo queueing is not about holding hands anytime, anywhere, nor is it about hearing each other's heartbeats without the need for radio waves.

She was humiliated by the other side and then let her husband take over the battlefield.

I'm going, but the timing is a bit tricky. It's past 8 p.m., prime time for gamers, but the start of staying out all night for parents.

Yu Lian stood in front of the entrance hall and tentatively pressed the doorknob. She pressed it a little bit, then looked back guiltily.

Like a hamster that always tries to escape, chews its cage until it creaks every night, but becomes suspicious when the cage is suddenly opened wide.

Lu Jiefei, holding a water glass, walked past from a few steps away without even glancing over.



Thank you for the gift! And the fan art is so cute!

[Let's release one chapter first to test Shenhe's flexibility]