Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 285 The Notorious Two-Faced Fairy 48

Qing Wan came out of the cloakroom and caught a glimpse of Song Jingheng standing in front of the sofa. He was holding the pink envelope he had taken out of his schoolbag, with his eyes lowered and not saying a word.

It was eerily quiet.

Danger seemed to be surging in the stagnant atmosphere, but the pampered succubus was as bad as ever. She said as if she had just remembered, "I almost forgot about this thing."

As she said that, she walked over and pulled the envelope from Song Jingheng's hand. After looking through the name inside, she sealed it again and carefully placed it in the compartment of her schoolbag.

"You won't throw it away?"

Song Jingheng lowered his eyelids slightly, and his tone was normal, but his slender, cold white finger bones twitched strangely, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.

Qing Wan looked away, pretending that he hadn't noticed anything, and said casually, "Give it back to him tomorrow."

"Then why did you answer it?"

Song Jingheng opened his eyes, his gaze was dark, and without waiting for Qing Wan to answer, he took another step closer, his voice slightly cold.

"Why didn't you tell him you had a boyfriend? Why didn't you say no? You're always so close to these questionable people, and your body is full of their scent. Are you looking for new prey to see who can help you escape from me?!"

Qing Wan raised her eyes to look at him, with a look of displeasure on her face, "The letter was secretly slipped in by someone else, and I only discovered this when I came back. As for the other unfounded things, you are just imagining things."

"But what about the smell of cigarettes on you?"

Song Jingheng's eyes were wet, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. He asked jealously, "Where else did he touch you? Neck? Collarbone? Or earlobe?"

Every time he mentioned a place, his cold fingertips would pass over it creepily, and when he finally pinched her earlobe, he couldn't control the strength and rubbed the soft white spot with force, almost rubbing it, as if he wanted to wipe away the smell that was lingering on it.

Qing Wan gasped in pain and struggled to resist, but Song Jingheng easily clamped her wrists. With a little force from his body, she was pressed directly into the sofa.

"Baby, let's not go to school, okay?"

Song Jingheng spoke softly, his lips lingering on Qingwan's collarbone, his voice mixed with a very strange tenderness, coaxing: "The school is too dangerous, there are bad guys everywhere, they are all waiting for an opportunity, as long as they get a chance, they will kidnap our good baby back."

Qing Wan looked as if she was suffocating because of him. She couldn't even hear what he was saying and struggled to break free from his control.

"Song Jingheng, let me go!"

Just like being stuck in a quagmire, the more she struggled, the tighter Song Jingheng clung to her. Especially after she yelled at him, he felt even less secure. He kept clinging to her eagerly and thirstily like a madman, muttering all sorts of nonsense.

"There are always a lot of people around you, but what about me? What should I do? You are the only one I have, what do you want me to do?"

His eyes were wet, and he kept rubbing them on all the places on Qingwan that were stained with the smell of cigarettes, as if he wanted to use his own scent to cover up the mark of another man.

But in fact, even Qing Wan herself didn't smell any other smell on herself, but Song Jingheng just couldn't let it go, and even became so anxious because of this smell that he almost collapsed.

"I can't get rid of it...why can't I get rid of it..."

Song Jingheng burst into tears, his pupils dilated, his empty emotions were ferocious and weird, leaving red marks on Qingwan's neck, but the smell of smoke still kept coming into his nose.

He didn't realize that he was hallucinating at all. He just felt that the smell of smoke seemed to cover Qing Wan's whole body. He couldn't even smell the peony scent on her body.

It needs to be washed clean.

Song Jingheng felt a sense of emptiness in his ears. He ignored Qing Wan's struggle and forcibly carried her to the bathroom.

"Baby, be good and wash off the smell on your body. It will be fine after washing. It will be quick."

Qing Wan noticed his abnormality when he started talking nonsense. This should be the aftereffect of being locked up in a sanatorium.

Her thoughts turned slightly, and she quickly suppressed the evil in her eyes and struggled even more violently.

As soon as Song Jingheng put her into the bathtub, she seized the opportunity, ducked down and escaped from under his arms.

The bathroom door was wide open, and she could escape from here with just one more step...

"boom!"

The door that was so close to her was slammed shut, passing through Qing Wan's neck. The muscles of the hand that was supporting it became bulging, and the veins were throbbing. A cold and sinister aura enveloped her entire body in an instant.

Song Jingheng held her waist with his other hand and easily pulled Qing Wan back as if he couldn't feel the weight.

He locked the door again.

"Song Jingheng! Are you crazy?!"

Qing Wan, who was pushed back into the bathtub, seemed to be extremely angry. There was a bit of fear in her beautiful eyes. Her whole body was tense like a kitten in danger. She stared at Song Jingheng vigilantly.

"Didn't you promise to listen to me? What's going on now? Are you just a liar? I—"

Before she could finish her words, Song Jingheng grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard. Their lips and teeth blended together, their breaths exchanged, in an ambiguous and obscene manner.

After a few breaths, he pulled away a little bit and looked at the girl in front of him, who was soaking wet, with amorous feelings overflowing, flushed cheeks, and staring at him with unstable breathing. She looked delicate, charming, and extremely beautiful.

Song Jingheng's moist, red lips suddenly curled up slightly, his pupils trembling with excitement, but his expression was full of pity, and he coaxed gently: "My dear, just look at me like this..."

"...Watch how your husband washes you clean."

He was holding Qing Wan, and they were sitting in the bathtub together, inseparable. When he whispered the last words in her ear with a low moan, his fingertips reached into the hem of her skirt.

-

Jingzhou University was originally very excited about Qingwan's return. Many people came here just to see how amazing the existence that fascinated so many people was.

However, after waiting for a week, I didn't see anyone. Later, I was told that Qing Wan had dropped out of school and would probably not be back for a year.

Even her online account has stopped updating. It's as if she has disappeared from the face of the earth, with no news at all.

On the contrary, Tan Yu, who is related to her, has been on the hot search again and again, but they are all negative news. Almost every time it comes out, she will be scolded to the point that even her ancestors will be angry to death.

She was either exposed for beating and scolding staff members, or was photographed frequently going in and out of casinos, and she was even attacked by someone who ambushed her on the set and tried to kill her.

Obviously this is extreme, but netizens seem to take it for granted, as if they are not surprised. However, if you count such things carefully inside and outside the federation, there are not many such cases.

This should be the effect brought by "charm".

3820 took careful note and didn't care how hysterical Tan Yu was now.