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    All the students in Class 1 of Senior Year 3, plus the head teacher, saw the arrogant and arrogant young master within ten minutes of changing classes.

    "Teacher, please help them call an ambulance and continue the class. I hate school bullying. I don't want this to happen again in the future, okay?"

    With a gentle smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he stood beside a few people who were lying on the ground and screamed. His tone was indifferent but could not be refuted, and he was completely different from just now.

    The head teacher's handkerchief was completely soaked in sweat, he nodded again and again and hurriedly called an ambulance.

    The sound of the ambulance hula hula attracted the attention of all the students in the school. Coupled with the fact that several of the people who were carried out were the school's famous bullying rich children, the students quickly spread the matter crazy.

    Some people say that it was because they bullied the little grandfather on campus that they instructed the lackeys raised by their side to move their hands, but the students in the first class of senior three knew that all this was because Lin Sui defended Yan Qin.

    Chu Feng and Tao Ting looked at each other and suddenly felt that things didn't seem so bad. Tao Ting even felt that things might be going in a good direction.

    Maybe so.

    She had never seen anyone who could be so arrogant that it was taken for granted, as if he was born like this, standing at the top and condescending to all beings.

    After the chaos, the class was simply cleaned up, and the physics teacher came back to continue the lecture, but most people's minds were long gone from the teacher, and they secretly looked at the young master who was sitting at the back.

    He wasn't wearing a school uniform, and his hot shirt had two buttons open, revealing his beautiful collarbone, leaning crookedly on the chair, his expression flat and undisturbed.

    Lin Sui was a little impatient at being peeked at. He kicked the table. The harsh sound was especially obvious in the classroom, and everyone looked back.

    "Don't learn if you don't want to."

    Everyone calmed down and continued to take notes in the teacher's lecture.

    Linsui recalled the questions the teacher said as soon as he heard it, so he did not read the book, but closed his eyes and reviewed the knowledge in high school as if he had heard the book in a teahouse.

    The original owner's grades were bad, but the Lin family had a way to let him go to college, but Lin Sui didn't have to. The college entrance examination was not too difficult for him.

    Yan Qin looked at the young master who was dozing beside him, pursed his lips and listened to the class absentmindedly.

    His mind unconsciously recalled the scene just now, and every frame made his heart beat strangely, blood spurted and flowed, and his fingertips were numb.

    Later, Yan Qin found a suitable adjective for his young heart palpitations. It was an urge to push Lin Sui to the altar and worship him, and to hold his ankle and drag him down into the abyss to tear him apart and devour him. , is the intertwining of humiliation and joy, the intertwining of love and disgust, the greed for pride and publicity, and the vain attempt to embrace and take possession of it.

    It is night, and the stars are dim.

    The servants seemed to sense that the master was in a bad mood, and the villa was quiet, as if no one was there.

    Lin Sui's mood was indeed very bad. He seemed very calm at school, but his anger still lingered in his heart.

    He waited for Yan Qin to take the initiative to admit his mistake to him, but Yan Qin was like a piece of wood and didn't say a word.

    Inside the closed door, Lin Sui untied the thin chain in her hand and threw it on Yan Qin.

    "I don't want to see what happened today. I don't like trash."

    Lin Sui hated the situation where he didn't resist or couldn't resist, such as this time.

    Not letting him rest in peace, and letting him atone for his sins and bow down to others, what Lin Sui hates is not Yan Qin but the system, which may be the price of being a villain.

    Any cat or dog can come to bully his people, and he doesn't think about whether he is worthy or not.

    What Lin Sui wanted was not an obedient good dog. There were many such people in the world, but Yan Qin could not be the only one.

    "I understand."

    Yan Qin responded, his voice changed with a youthful tone, his eyes under the light were deep and cold.

    "Come here with something, and I'll help you wipe the medicine."

    It was said that it was medicine, but Lin Sui looked at the scar and wanted to toss again.

    What Yan Qin was holding was a hockey puck wrapped in gauze, which the servant had just prepared.

    Lin Sui's rolling movements were not gentle, and she finally felt better when she saw Yan Qin's aching eyebrows twitching unnaturally.

    However, as he rubbed his eyes, he looked elsewhere. Because of the area covered by the ice hockey, the thin lip part of the boy was also crushed.

    The water from the hockey puck soaked the gauze, leaving little water spots on it.

    Lin Sui remembered how Yan Qin had kissed him before, her eyes darkened slightly.

    The ice ball rolled to the ground, and Lin Sui felt the coldness of Yan Qin's cheek bruises, as if it had been frozen, and turned to the other side.

    Yan Qin was stunned by the soft touch of the scar, while Lin Sui was making trouble elsewhere.

    The lower lip was stained with water, and the tip of Lin Sui's tongue was like a swimming fish. When Yan Qin opened his lips to catch it, it had disappeared without a trace.

    Lin Sui's voice was so soft that it was like whispering between lovers' ears: "You were too soft before."

    The injuries of those few people were just minor injuries, not to mention broken arms, they were to the extent that they could come out of the hospital after lying down for a few days.

    Yan Qin's mind was a little mechanical: "What they did to me, I have enough."

    Yan Qin's blood was surging, his head was blank and he was confused, and he didn't know if he was blaming the action he was trying to capture, or the boredom he had not captured.

    "It's really kind, people who try to insult me ​​don't end well."

    The heat exhaled by Lin Sui fell on Yan Qin's lips, causing Yan Qin's heart to resurface again, like the palpitations of being bitten and devoured by the heart, annoyed and frantic screaming but nowhere to vent.

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    In the world of comprehension, Lin Sui's reputation is not small, because he is a ruthless furnace that refuses to be harvested.

    Lin Sui fled from the sect that was trying to support her, and did everything she could to avoid whereabouts and get rid of those who were following him.

    Because he couldn't cultivate, he created other methods to draw in the spiritual power in his body, specializing in the formation of talismans.

    There was a sect disciple who saw through his identity, took a fancy to his face, and wanted to arrest him to practice, but because he despised him as a furnace, he was conspiring against him.

    He trapped the man in the formation, and watched his spiritual roots being abolished like a mortal man. Lin Sui searched his soul. This person also raped/prostituted other female cultivators because of his cultivation. Lin Sui hates this kind of thing. Trash, after he wept bitterly and stated his sins, Lin Sui manipulated him to cut his own thing, and then let him slice the thing into pieces by himself.

    He did not force him to eat, but left him to fend for himself. Ordinary people can't fast. After a few days of starvation, the man lost his mind and devoured himself. At that moment, Lin Sui seemed to have seen a very interesting drama, and put it all together. Put them in the photo beads and scatter them in front of various sects.

    Everyone in the world of comprehension knows that Lin Sui is extremely cunning and vicious, so there are many fewer people who attack him. After all, after seeing that kind of video, it is difficult for anyone to react to Lin Sui, and they only feel that their scalp is numb.

    The system was also a little frightened because of his memory, and stopped calling him.

    "Take me to the bathroom."

    Because of Lin Sui's instructions, Yan Qin realized that his face was pale and frightening, as if he had just endured extremely painful things, and even his back was cold and wet.

    He frowned and wondered if Young Master Lin had some hidden disease. He had watched him suddenly look forbearance before, but he had never seen Lin Sui taking medicine.

    The young man was thin, and Yan Qin held him firmly and walked to the bathroom.

    "It's more useful than raising dark clouds."

    Lin Sui said in a lazy tone, closing her eyes a bit tired.

    The system said that he would call Yan Qin when he kissed him, but it really didn't hold back at all.

    It's a pity that he is naturally rebellious and does whatever he wants.

    The servant in the bathtub had filled the water in advance, and Lin Sui stepped on the ground and gestured to Yan Qin with her eyes.

    Yan Qin didn't react, the left eye was confused and the right eye was confused.

    "Do you need to go to a training class to learn how to serve people?"

    Lin Sui was like a young master in the feudal era, and asked impatiently about the personal servant.

    Yan Qin was a little stiff, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, so he walked slowly in front of Lin Sui.

    The shirt fell to the ground, and the young man looked like a guile, like frost and snow. Yan Qin stared at the floor without raising his eyes.

    "When you're done, it's estimated to be tomorrow morning."

    Lin Sui was upset by Yan Qin's dawdling movements, and he regained some strength, and simply waved Yan Qin away.

    When Yan Qin raised his eyes, what he saw was the half-bent back of the young man, and the lines of his spine bulged with the young man's movements, like a crescent moon, green and graceful.

    The swimming fish that escaped from his lips seemed to swim from his eyes to his heart, Yan Qin hurriedly looked away and left the room.

    The sound of the door closing made Lin Sui froze and looked rather confused. This time, he didn't have any thoughts, and he was already dead.

    The system was so tired, it asked: [Why are you undressing in front of him? 】

    Lin Sui: [Are you bathing in clothes? You don't have common sense? 】

    The system was shocked: [Can you say this kind of reversal of black and white? 】

    Lin Sui: [I can still do it, do you want to see it? 】

    Lin Sui's words, the system can make Yan Qin perform blind on the spot?

    The system knows that Lin Sui can do it, and resolutely shakes his head: [No. 】

    Lin Sui took a comfortable bath, so relaxed that she didn't want to lift her hands.

    He stepped on the ground barefoot, leaving wet footprints.

    Water streaks snaked behind him, the light elongated the silhouette.

    "If you don't want to take the college entrance examination and want to go to a training class, just stand still."

    Wu Yun also knew that Yan Qin would only stand dumb when he took clothes and shoes for the original owner.

    Yan Qin recovered from the stiffness, took a towel from the category of bath towels in the cloakroom, and wrapped Lin Sui with his hands and feet.

    Lin Sui was rolled up and placed on the bed by a very rough technique. Yan Qin squatted down and wiped Lin Sui's feet with a towel.

    The young master's feet were delicate, pale blood vessels meandered upwards, and his toes curled slightly with his movements.

    Lin Sui finally broke free from the rolled up bath towel, and she was no longer sleepy. She stepped on Yan Qin's chest and sneered, "I know you are my dog, but if I don't know, I think you are robbing me. bandits."

    The bath towel fell under Lin Sui's movements, revealing her round and pale shoulders.

    "It's better to raise the dark clouds and worry about it."

    With a bright sarcasm, Yan Qin lowered his head, but did not care about the humiliation.

    He seemed to be getting weirder.

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