Sweetheart Strikes: The Devil's School Herbs, Please Recruit

Chapter 510 The Long Night of Red Maple Mountain (1)

I turned my head to look at Chu Yechen, but before turning my head completely, Lance suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me towards him.

My whole upper body leaned towards Lance, and at the same time, Lance supported the back of my head with his palm, then leaned over and kissed my lips hard.

Lips intersected, I subconsciously resisted, but was caught by Lance and couldn't move.

He didn't close his eyes, and those eyes, so dark that people couldn't tell the depth, stared straight at me.

Those two gazes that made me feel too sharp, at this moment, were more like two knives, piercing my body fiercely, trying to pierce two holes out of me.

My body was unbelievably stiff, and I gradually gave up any struggle.

Aware of this slight change, Lance blinked slightly, then clasped my head firmly, allowing me to get closer to him.

My lips and teeth were gradually pried open, and as the kiss gradually deepened, a sense of powerlessness swept over me.

Chu Yechen didn't do anything, he didn't even come over, or say a word.

Chu Yechen left...

As for Su Qingmu and An Yifeng, they all stood still as if they had lost their minds.

Lance didn't know how long the kiss lasted, and when it was over, I felt my mouth was going numb.

There is no feeling of heartbeat, nor disgust, as if there is no feeling at all.

"Let's go." Lance was in a good mood, he dragged me to Han Yaoyao and the others, and then pushed the shopping cart to check out.

And I followed Lance blankly, walking step by step.

It wasn't until I walked out of the shopping mall that the bitter and dry autumn wind of City Y blew across my cheeks that I felt the chill around me and shrank my neck.

After Lance went out, he whistled triumphantly, and then pulled me to his side.

I bumped into Lance with my whole body, but my eyes were firmly glued to Chu Yechen.

He walked in front of me and Lance, 1.8 meters tall, so tall, but looked so thin and thin.

And it's so... disturbing.

When he heard Lance's whistle, Chu Yechen's footsteps paused slightly, but he still didn't stop.

Lance seemed a little upset, his face turned cold.

An Yifeng and the others chased after him.

Su Qingmu shook off Qiu Xiyuan, stood in front of me and Lance, and looked at me solemnly.

"Mengmeng... you!"

"Su Qingmu, I know what I'm doing. Sorry, I'd rather choose Lance than you."

After I finished speaking, I wrenched my hand out of Lance's and wanted to leave.

But Su Qingmu suddenly grabbed my wrist fiercely, and there was even a hint of sullenness on that face that was as warm as a spring breeze.

"why?"

"Even if you have to choose, I'm your best choice, right?"

I looked at the unfamiliar streets around me, and those advertising posters that would appear no matter where I went, and sighed, "Su Qingmu, no. Sometimes I feel that Lance and Chu Yechen are equally indifferent, but others I feel afraid, and there is one thing that is extremely domineering. But you and Chu Yechen seem to be completely different from each other, but in fact you are also very similar."

"With you, what I have to face is exactly the same as what Chu Yechen and I have to face together."

"He has black feathers, you have white feathers."

"He is the successor of CI, and everyone is watching. You are the successor of SI, and everyone is watching."

"He has Cheng Fei'er, but you... also have Qiu Xiyuan."

"I'm very tired, I don't want to face these things anymore. So in comparison, I really hate Lance, but he is the best choice. Since you all don't believe in Ye Keyuan, then I might as well be with Lance. "

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