Villain's Strategy

38

Seeing Wen Zhichu going in and out by the back door, jumping sideways repeatedly, Qin Jiashu frowned.

what is he doing...

The Sky Meow Elf also fell into a brief silence.

[System: Wen Zhichu. 】

Wen Zhichu: "What's wrong?"

[System: Stop acting like a fool, okay? 】

Wen Zhichu was a little confused.

[System: Too similar. 】

"..."

When Wen Zhichu saw Qin Jiashu looking towards him, he stopped, waiting for the mechanical voice in his mind to announce the completion of the mission.

One second, two seconds... five seconds...

"Sky Meow Elf, talk."

[System: Say what, say you acted well. 】

Knowing that his behavior just now didn't annoy Qin Jiashu, Wen Zhichu pondered for a while, but the other party didn't see his provocation, "He's underestimating me."

[System: How is it possible, don't think about it. 】

Wen Zhichu felt that it made sense after hearing it, maybe Qin Jiashu didn't understand the meaning of him going through the back door.

The next moment, I heard the Tianmeow Elf say: 【He just didn't take you seriously. 】

"..."

Sure enough, Qin Jiashu glanced at him helplessly and indifferently, then turned around and started to leave.

Wen Zhichu took a look and quickly stepped up to follow behind the person.

The other party was tall and strong, with a schoolbag casually slung over one shoulder, Wen Zhichu took a deep breath looking at the man's broad shoulders, and said, "Qin...Qin Jiashu."

The other party ignored him, and continued to move forward without stopping.

He was in a very irritable state throughout the evening self-study, his heart was in a mess, a thread became a dead knot, and the lines were also implicated. The pressure and irritability were vented and emptied last night, and within a day, he filled another half. Full.

The low pressure on Qin Jiashu's body was obvious, and his face was dark and ugly.

However, at this moment, Wen Zhichu followed him closely like a chick that just broke its shell, and kept calling, which made his already restless thoughts even more disturbed.

"Qin...Qin Jia...um..."

Wen Zhichu only felt a pain in his back, and his whole body was directly pressed against the wall. Seeing the pupils of the person in front of him shrink suddenly, he was too frightened to move for a while.

I saw Qin Jiashu turned around and raised his hand to clamp the man's chin. His big bony hands covered the man's mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of frightened eyes. The corridor was dimly lit, and the shadows and lights intersected. with him.

The soft flesh on the cheeks was squeezed and concentrated in the middle of the face, Wen Zhichu's frightened legs began to tremble uncontrollably, the mouth and nose were covered for a while, and the thin chest rose and fell, trying to get some weak air.

With each breath, the smell of tobacco from the other party's fingertips filled his mouth, Wen Zhichu was not used to it, and frowned slightly, but at this time it was more fear than discomfort.