The Correct Strategy to Approach the Yandere Supporting Male Lead - Chapter 78

[Chapter 78: Unavoidable (10)]

The rain fell down, and many of the flowers and leaves that had been knocked down were slammed into the porch with the gushing water.

Sticky petals piled up, transparent rain washed over the stone slabs, the dark sky seemed to sink down, plus the man sitting on the swing—

Li Weishui couldn’t help but giggle in his heart, and then looked up at the sky.

In fact, if you think about it, when she swore that she was coming back this evening, she could say that she would come back today.

Although there is some word-cutting meaning, she probably did not default…

Whether there was a default or not, the road was in such a bad state now that she had walked to the swing before her thoughts could return to the right direction.

“How are you sitting here?”

The dark yellow oil-paper umbrella covered the top of the two people’s heads, and dripping water splashed out from the side of the paper umbrella, and the crackling sound was urgent and loud, which seemed noisy in this quiet atmosphere.

The road was only tilted towards this place, the wet black hair was slightly curled, and the fine raindrops hung down from his eyelashes like teardrops.

Speaking of which, it was as if she had only seen him cry once, or the first time they had kissed at the inn.

The rest of the time he was mostly laughing, including now, even though he looked like he was about to cry, he still smiled softly. Remember www.9biqu.com for a second

“You’re back?”

Lu Zhiyuan persistently repeated this sentence, and when he finished, he quietly waited for her answer.

“I said I would come back, and I pulled the hook, and if I didn’t come back, I would be hunted down and killed by you.”

Li Weishui’s voice was brisk, trying to joke to break the calm atmosphere.

“You know, I’m not going to kill you.” The road is lightly tapped, and the swing begins to swing again.

“I’ll only kill the person who takes you away… I’m swinging. ”

Explaining what he wanted to say, this answered the question that Li Weakshui had just asked.

The swing began to creak, and the petals at his feet had long since been crushed into flower mud by him.

Li Weishui looked at the way he leaned against the swing, then bent his lips and smiled, and reached out to touch the swing rope.

“I haven’t sat down in a long time, can I swing together?”

The squeak paused, and Lu Zhiyuan looked up to “look” at her, and the empty line of sight could not be focused, but there was a little surprise in his expression.

After the surprise, it was his lips that were bent again, and Lu Zhiyuan sighed softly, as if sighing, as if he was happy.

“How can there be someone like you?”

Li Weakshui understood what he meant, turned around and sat on the other half of the place with the hem of his skirt, shaking in the rain with him.

Together, the appearance of the sky has become much softer, and even this rain has become a warm pleasure.

This scene was too familiar, and Li Weakshui couldn’t help but laugh.

“I remember the last time we sat on the swing in the rain or in the Zheng family, when you were still eating Zheng Yanqing’s vinegar.”

The swing swayed back and forth, and the road away only felt that the shoulders that had been tight for a long time had finally relaxed.

Li Weakshui did not go, she was still with him in the rain, and Bai Gently was deceitful.

“Don’t mention Zheng Yanqing, okay?”

In this situation, he did not want to recall someone unnecessary.

Li Weishui looked at him carefully, seeing that he loosened his shoulders and softened his eyebrows before he breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart he lifted was also released.

He was in a state like a man standing at the mouth of a cliff, shaking, as if she could push him down with a fluttering word.

“Aren’t you nervous?”

Li Weishui reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and then raised his sleeve to wipe the rain dripping from his eyes for him.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a few strands of hair stuck to the side neck and collarbone, entangled and wound into strange lines.

Black hair, white skin, red lips, the whole person is a simple black and white red tricolor, like an ink painting embellished with vermilion.

Maybe it was the ticking sound of the raindrops that disturbed his mind, maybe it was too pitiful to see him look, or maybe his heart was moving at will——

Li Weishui moved the umbrella to the right, propped up the swing seat in his hand, and then attached the only red in the ink painting.

The creak continued, and the yellow and white clothes overlapped on the ground, rubbing with the amplitude of the swing.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the umbrella surface, causing the umbrella bones across the two to vibrate slightly, and the sound of fluttering was constantly heard, but it could not cover the slight wheezing.

Li Weakshui’s free hand helped him wipe the raindrops, and then fell to his back, she tried to control herself not to touch his waist, and after a while it slid into his fingers.

Kissing is more of a spiritual soothing, a release when two people are attracted to each other, and a resonance from the soul.

Li Weishui did not want to deny that immersed in this kiss was not only the road away.

He was always passively waiting for her to invade, and even after so many times, he was still jerky, but the feelings that were given back to her were much more turbulent than hers.

This can’t help but make Li Weakshui think of a sentence: the grace of dripping water, the spring repays each other.

She gave her a river, and the road gave her a sea back.

Li Weishui couldn’t help but let go of him and laughed, and even the hand with his ten fingers clasped together trembled together.

Lu Zhiyuan licked the more red lips, slightly dissatisfied, but he couldn’t help but soften when he heard her laughter.

“What are you laughing at?”

His voice was a little obscure, and a little helpless.

“Didn’t laugh at anything.”

Li Weishui took the umbrella and looked at the distance of the road with a smile, although his eyes could not look at her, she still looked at him seriously.

“I think you’re good, very good.”

This saying is no less than “you are very good-looking”, which is very useful for the distance of the road.

He brushed the wet hair hanging down from his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead and picturesque eyebrows, and wanted her to continue to praise his appearance.

“You are so good, of course you have to have the best gift.”

Li Weishui’s left hand was clasped with his ten fingers, and he clamped the umbrella between his necks and freed up his right hand to take the wooden box.

“You open it and guess what’s inside.”

The palm was tucked into a palm-sized box with little carving on it, just a simple wooden box.

Lu Zhiyuan placed it between the two of them, opened it with one hand, fumbled for what was inside, and then took it out.

Jingle Bells ——

The pleasant bell sounded with the sound of rain, the cold chains fell gently on the fingers, and many round and rolling bells were blown up by the wind and fell down.

The familiar voice brought him back to some strange dream, with the incense of lychees, the sound of bells, and the intimacy of her stepping on her legs.

“It’s a foot chain.”

The slightly cool silver chain in his hand became scalding hot, so hot that he tightened his fingertips, and burned his lips, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Li Weishui’s eyes widened, and his eyes were full of surprise: “How do you know?” Don’t the average person guess the bracelet? ”

The tone of the road was unhesitating, as determined as if he had seen this thing.

Li Weishui sighed on the surface, but his toes shook briskly on the ground, pushing the swing and swinging.

“I thought you’d guess it was a bracelet, and then I could surprise you.”

“I’m joking, I guess it’s a bracelet.”

He smiled and changed his mouth, but his hand clenched the anklet, and the bell on it clanged, like a wind chime, crisp and gentle.

Li Weishui: “…”

There is no need to go along with her.

“This is my method. If you’ve been by my side and held me in chains, isn’t that the same as shutting down a little black room? ”

Li Weishui’s words sounded very relaxed, but she still had some trepidation in her heart, because this statement sounded like opportunism.

“The lock I asked the master to make, once it was fastened, could no longer be removed… Don’t you want this? ”

Of course he wanted to.

The road was far away with a silver chain, and it was just difficult for him to express his mood at the moment, as if his heart was about to jump out.

He often reminisced about that dream at night, and he always had a question, why was the “road away” in the dream so lucky?

Why could the man put a chain around her, but he couldn’t even get a kiss.

He didn’t want much, even if she chained him as a dog, as long as it was something that could connect him to her.

Now he has it too.

“…… Can I? ”

Li Weishui looked at him and sighed, and she reached out to wipe the droplets of water dripping from his forehead hair.

“Yes.”

Her chains were on her feet, and the chains that were far away were in her heart.

Li Weishui was shaken again, and she looked sideways at the clouds and rain in the sky, and couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

She had lost herself in, and the progress of the raiders had not yet reached three-quarters.

This HE system, can’t send her home, so it’s nonsense, right?

It is difficult to attack people, it is not certain when you can go home, and it is easy to be invaded by the attackers, and you struggle in this dilemma.

“Are you ready?”

Li Weishui looked at the road after bathing and putting on his robe, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her to pass.

He simply wore a sleeping robe, his black hair was loose and his neckline open, revealing the collarbone and the small mole on the collarbone.

Li Weishui took a deep breath and took off the skirt that had just been changed, the white gauze skirt was piled up at her feet, only the small clothes were left, and her face was a little shy.

“You have to be lighter.”

Lu Zhiyuan nodded, took out the set of silver needles from the side, and sat down to make room for her.

“Rest assured… Maybe there will be some excitement at that time, but it won’t hurt you. ”

Ever since he knew that he was going to prick a needle to solve the trick, Li Weakshui seemed to have lost his initial happiness.

After living for so many years, she had never had a needle.

Li Weishui leaned on the bed with a heroic and righteous appearance, with beautiful curves, smooth skin, and a lustrous light under the candlelight.

But even if the scene is ambiguous enough to spark a spark, it makes no difference for the distance.

His world was still a void, not even black.

Feeling the movement of her lying down, Lu Zhiyuan extended his index finger and landed on her slightly indented spine.

“Everyone’s body shape is different, and the only way to find your acupuncture point is to familiarize yourself with it once, can you?”

“Yes.” Li Weishui was greatly relieved and rejoiced for the delayed suffering.

But soon she couldn’t laugh.

“Starting from the spine, down to the waist is the sea of qi…”

The itch caused by the fingertips running down the spine was no different from that of several ants crawling on the bone, but she could not scratch it, and could only move her shoulders to relieve it.

It was too sinful, the road was far away and didn’t understand anything, but she was thinking wildly about him as the protagonist in her mind.

Li Weishui kept telling himself that this was a solution to the deception, and not to bring some strange things here.

She took a deep breath and tried to turn her head and look outside to distract herself.

But the curtains of the bed hung down in layers, blocking her view and enveloping them in this small world.

The fingers were still wandering behind, until Li Weishui was familiar with this itch, and the distance of the road suddenly stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

Li Weishui turned his head to look at him, but rarely saw him in a daze.

“It’s so itchy.”

He came up with this sentence headlessly, and Li Weakshui listened inexplicably.

“It’s me who’s being scratched, what are you itching for?”

Lu Zhiyuan shook his head, with a common smile on his lips, but hammered his heart.

“I don’t know, I always feel that my heart is very itchy, but I can’t scratch it… Wait a minute, how about you give me a needle too? ”

Understand the inner surge as the pleasure that comes, and wants the pleasure of the pain she gives.

Li Weishui: “… I refuse. ”

“What a shame.” The road was far away from bending his lips, which turned his attention to the needle.

The acupuncture point was already found, and the road was far away, and then he took the needle bag and took out the silver needle from inside.

He leaned over her, his dark hair hanging down as if to add another curtain to her.

“It’s time to start, bite me when it hurts, don’t hold back.”

As soon as the words fell out, his left hand came to her mouth, and the slender fingers just looked good to bite.

The silver needle had penetrated the spot he had touched at the beginning, and it was fine when he first entered the acupuncture point, but as the number of silver needles increased, the pain rose sharply.

“Hiss…”

Li Weakshui took a breath, buried his head in the quilt, and opened his mouth to bite it.

“Bite me.”

Pale fingers placed on her lips and gently pressed against her lips.

Li Weakshui was forced to let go of the quilt, and opened his mouth to bite the hand that was far away.

The pain that came from her fingertips suddenly brought great joy, and the distance could not help but stop the hand of the needle and feel everything she was transmitting.

Whether it was his intention or not, he was not only in pain, but also sharing Li Weishui’s pain, as if he had become one with her.

This realization made him immersed in it and could not extricate himself.

In the midst of this long pleasure, the road was difficult to complete the task of treatment.

He leaned over to Li Weishui’s side, and it turned out that he was already in a state of pleasure with thin sweat wetting his forehead hair and slightly gasping.

It’s really hard not to misunderstand.

She was the one who was pinned, but the road seemed to have endured a complex mental journey from tribulation to happiness.

Li Weishui was helped to sit on the edge of the bed by his cheeks that were slightly red, and he did not dare to move, but could only stand up straight.

“To force the worm out, you have to sit.”

He sat on the floor, his clothes even more loose, a strand of long hair sticking into his neck, half concealed and half black in a white.

Lu Zhiyuan felt the wooden box from under the pillow and took out the anklet again.

“Just put this on first.”

He grasped Li Weakshui’s calf, slowly touched his ankle, and seriously locked the jingle-ringing ankle chain.

As if something had landed completely in his heart, Lu Zhiyuan put his forehead on her lap and sighed.

“Since you did it, I will make a promise not to lock you up.”

Li Weishui looked down at him at the side of his leg, and his mind was complicated.

Obviously, it was she who was restrained, and it was she who was locked, but the weakest person at this time was the one who was half kneeling at her leg.

The sound of rain outside the house washed everything away, and the lights inside the house dimmed, enveloping them in a haze.

From a distance, he looked like a disciple creeping in front of the Buddha, praying reverently for some favor from his Buddha.

[End of This Chapter]