Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 1 Beauty, are you free to chat?

late at night.

When I walked out from Ye Shang’s heavy makeup, the street was still full of grotesque scenes, with deep and light shadows hitting my face, and I felt slightly dizzy.

I raised my hand to gather a strand of hair that floated restlessly to my forehead and put it behind my ear, and walked back quickly.

It's three o'clock in the morning again. Every weekend, I will dance with heavy makeup at night until this time. It has been more than half a year, and I have already adapted to this unhealthy living habit.

As I was walking, someone unexpectedly patted me on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "Hi, beauty, are you free to chat?"

I frowned. This kind of thing has been common since I started working here, because it happens almost every day.I turned my head to look at the troublemaker this time. Unexpectedly, he is a good-looking boy with clear and delicate eyebrows and eyes. No matter how I look at it, he should not appear in this place.

For good-looking boys, I naturally have a better temper, so I squeezed out a smile and said, "Sorry, I just don't have time."

After finishing speaking, I continued to walk forward and ignored him.

Unexpectedly, the patience of this boy was beyond my imagination. He followed me and chattered endlessly: "Hey, beautiful girl, don't go, it doesn't matter if you don't have time now, can you tell me the contact information?"

This person is really annoying.I gave him a cold look and quickened my pace.

"Wait a minute!" He chased after him while talking, and the most unbearable thing for me was that he reached out and grabbed my arm!You know, what I hate the most is having physical contact with strangers.

This boy is very tall, so I had to raise my head to meet his gaze. I said, "If you are sensible, you'd better let go, or don't blame me for being rude!"

He smiled a little rascally: "Really, I want to try, how can you be rude to me." As he said, he even tightened his grip.

This is what you asked for.I didn't show mercy because he was good-looking. I grabbed his arm with my backhand, twisted it suddenly, and took a quick step back. The boy was firmly pressed against the wall by me without any defense. .

"Oh, how can you be so violent, beauty? It hurts, let go!"

I smiled slightly, and at the same time, the strength in my hand increased a bit: "It hurts? Do you still know it hurts? You don't even have any skills and dare to look for trouble?"

He was in so much pain that his face was covered with cold sweat, and then he gave up: "It hurts, sister, good sister, I don't dare anymore, can you let me go?"

I glanced at him contemptuously, and then shook my hand vigorously, throwing him aside.

At this moment, there was a slow and crisp applause from behind, accompanied by a lazy voice into my ears: "Wonderful, really wonderful! Du Jianian, I didn't expect you to be in such a mess."

I turned back in response and looked at the person who spoke. He was also a young boy who was about the same age as the boy just now. His bangs slightly covered his eyes, and his slender fingers casually caressed his chin, watching with interest. All this happened in front of him.

His face is hidden in the half-light and half-darkness. I don't know if it's because the night is too deep. I vaguely feel that there is a lingering evil spirit on this boy, especially those lazy eyes that are slightly half-closed. His eyes, looking at the past at a glance, are bottomless, as if they have a magical power that can swallow people into them.

(End of this chapter)