Domineering school grass: sweetheart, kiss addiction

Chapter 271 Du Chen, I Hate You

She heard people say that children from rich families are forced to accept many educations they don't like, with the purpose of cultivating them into all-round children.

Did Du Chen also come here like this?

"No, these are my hobbies. No one can force me to do things I don't like. It's just because I learn fast and learn twice as much as others in half the time, so I'm more bored. Learn some."

Lan Youyou was startled when she heard this, she knew that Du Chen was very powerful, but she never thought that he could be so powerful to such a lawless level, is it really okay for him to be like this?
"Are you sure you're not showing off your IQ?" She asked weakly.

"I don't do anything to beat Youyou, it's because Youyou asked me." Du Chen said he was wronged, and he didn't intend to hurt her at all.

He was just telling the truth.

Woohoo, is there such a shocking thing?
Lan Youyou wanted to cry but she didn't have any tears. In the circle of friends, she was already considered very smart, but compared with this freak, she would become mentally handicapped in minutes.

"Doutchen, I hate you."

"Hate me?" Du Chen raised his eyebrows, put the guitar aside, put his arms around her waist, leaned close to her face, raised his handsome eyes slightly, breathed out on her face, and said ambiguously: " Is it because I haven't been good enough to you recently, so you hate me?"

He was too close, and the male hormone breath that belonged to a man came oncoming, and the powerful aura oppressed her so much that she couldn't breathe.

"No, it's not." She said tremblingly, almost biting her tongue because she was too nervous.

"Isn't it?" Du Chen asked hoarsely, and when his voice fell, his fiery lips kissed her red lips.

"Well." Lan Youyou wanted to speak, but all the words turned into um.

Her lips were as sweet as ever, like old wine, making people want to taste it again and again.

The temperature in the living room kept rising, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

After an affectionate and long kiss fell, Du Chen reluctantly let her go, his deep black eyes were clouded, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Do you still hate me now?"

"Ah? I don't hate it." Lan Youyou blushed and didn't dare to look at him, her head was almost buried in her chest, her hands kept twisting her sleeves with a teasing expression.

How embarrassing, Du Chen this guy!
Du Chen looked at her little face that was as red as an apple, smiled charmingly, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Well, that's good, don't think of hating me anymore, I am willing to treat you even better."

Lan Youyou pouted her red lips, puffed her cheeks angrily, and dared not speak out.

Du Chen stopped teasing her and picked up the guitar, "Let's start practicing and sing along to my rhythm."

Hearing his words, Lan Youyou instantly felt relieved, stood up abruptly, and fled away from him as far as possible, with his back pressed against the cold wall.

Du Chen raised his eyebrows as he looked at the movement of fleeing, and said in a low voice, "Am I so scary?"

"No, no, it's just that I'm used to singing standing up." Lan Youyou explained in a panic, her little face flushed.

"Does it need to be so far away from me?" The cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the voice was magnetic and pleasant.

"Hehe, I'm just worried that it will affect your performance, let's start quickly." Lan Youyou said, his eyes fell on the sheet music on the table, he ran over quickly, took the sheet music, and then stuck it on the wall again.

Du Chen looked at her, didn't speak any more, but sat down, put his big and well-articulated hands on the strings, and started to play.

(End of this chapter)