Chapter 84 Is this...a daddy-type boyfriend?

    The performance is on Friday. ♦👺 ❻9ѕ𝔥Ữ乂.𝓒ⓄⓂ 💚♖Sang
    Yu has been practicing diligently in the dance studio almost every day after school these past few days. The training is quite strenuous, and she has lost almost five pounds.
    Huo Yan looked at her somewhat gaunt face and didn't look too good. He tried to feed her in various ways every day, but he couldn't resist Sang Yu's naturally thin physique.
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    Fortunately, a slender figure will look even better in a ballet outfit.
    On Fridays, the whole school only has half a day of classes in the morning. In the afternoon, each class will assign someone to prepare for the performance at the school's assembly hall.
    Sang Yu didn't fall asleep until almost midnight last night. If Huo Yan hadn't forcibly picked her up and put her on the bed to sleep, she probably would have stayed up all night.
    Sang Yu has always been a very determined person, capable of putting in tremendous effort.
    In her past life, because she was taking care of Shen Yanyan, she often had very little time to study. In the week before each exam, she would almost always stay up all night to cram for practice problems.
    "Brother Yan, is the little classmate under too much pressure? Why do you look so tired these past few days?"     Zhang Qile couldn't help but ask when he saw
    Sang Yu sleeping on her desk during morning self-study.     Huo Yan's expression was a little cold. He glanced down at Sang Yu and draped his coat over her shoulders.     Sang Yu frowned slightly, seemingly slightly disturbed. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her dark hair fell down, covering her face.     Huo Yan took out a pair of silent earphones from the drawer and put them on her head.     Zhang Qile clicked his tongue twice when he saw this. "Brother Yan, how come I never realized you were so good at taking care of people?"     Huo Yan glanced at him, his expression icy.     Zhang Qile chuckled twice and said, "By the way, Brother Yan, are you free this weekend? I've noticed that our little classmate seems quite nervous these past few days because of the performance. It's Friday today, let's go camping at the beach after school."     Huo Yan wasn't usually interested in these kinds of things, but he vaguely remembered that she seemed quite happy when he took Sang Yu to the beach last time, as if she really liked the sea.     "Hmm."     Huo Yan nodded lightly and asked, "Is the tent ready?"     Zhang Qile patted his chest. "Of course, you can trust me to handle things."     Soon the bell rang for the end of morning self-study.     The students went out one after another to have breakfast.     These past few days, Huo Yan had been having Aunt Rong prepare lunchboxes for Sang Yu to bring in every morning because he was worried about her nutrition.     Sang Yu was still sleeping, curled up like a kitten, her head buried in her hands. Huo     Yan took the headphones off her head. "Sang Yu, have breakfast."     Sang Yu frowned, a little grumpy from being woken up, and kept her head down.     Huo Yan reached out and pulled her up by the shoulder.     "I'm not hungry, I'm so sleepy." Sang Yu's voice was lazy and a little coquettish, but she unconsciously leaned a little closer to Huo Yan.     Huo Yan opened the lunchbox, put one arm around her, and inserted the straw into the juice glass with the other, holding it to her lips.     "Open your mouth." Huo Yan's voice was calm, and his actions were natural.     Sang Yu's eyes were still closed, but she obediently opened her mouth and took the straw in.     The swallowing action was almost subconscious, and Sang Yu quickly finished the juice.     Huo Yan then held her chin and pulled the straw out.     The breakfast was nutritionally balanced, with some protein and peeled shrimp.     "Shrimp or beef?" Huo Yan chopped the shrimp and beef on the plate into small pieces so Sang Yu could swallow them easily without chewing for too long.     Sang Yu leaned on his shoulder, her tone slightly coquettish, "I want to sleep."     Huo Yan lowered his head, blew on the porridge in the lunchbox, and fed it to her. "Eat first, then sleep."     Sang Yu opened her mouth and took another sip of porridge.     Huo Yan fed her some more shrimp and beef.     Throughout the entire meal, Sang Yu didn't open her eyes     once. Zhang Qile was completely dumbfounded.     He didn't dare utter a sound.     Is this really his Brother Yan?
    
    Unbelievable!
    He was starting to suspect that Huo Yan was raising Sang Yu like a daughter...
    Unbelievable!
    Feeding her breakfast like this?
    He almost suspected that if he weren't there, Huo Yan might have broken the food into pieces and fed it directly to Sang Yu.
    This... is this a male mother?
    Huo Yan's expression was cold, his sharp, thin lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome, cold face was expressionless, but his actions were completely different.
    He raised his hand to wipe Sang Yu's mouth, then put the noise-canceling headphones back on her head and draped his coat over her shoulders.
    "You... are you my brother Yan?"
    Zhang Qile looked at Huo Yan and asked cautiously, his face full of shock.
    Huo Yan raised his eyes and gave him a cold glance, his lips slightly moving, "Want a beating?"
    Zhang Qile touched his chest, "Holy crap, it's my brother Yan, you... you're feeding this little girl so skillfully, aren't you?"
    Zhang Qile couldn't believe it.
    He felt he couldn't have performed that series of actions so skillfully without several years of experience.
    The key point was...
    Sang Yu was also so adept at it???
    This was... If Huo Yan hadn't known him for a long time, he would have seriously suspected that he and Sang Yu had known each other for a long time and had been secretly very close.
    Upon hearing this, Huo Yan's movements paused slightly, a barely perceptible change flashing across his face.
    Zhang Qile continued casually, "I'm not saying this to be mean, Brother Yan, if I hadn't grown up with you like kids, I would have really thought you'd been secretly seeing other kids behind my back."
    Huo Yan lowered his gaze, his sharp, defined jawline striking, but he merely pursed his lips and said coldly,
    "Don't talk nonsense."
    "Sang Yu and I didn't know each other before."

Chapter 85 My clothes were cut up

2023-10-11 05:34:47 Author: Jiang Yanyan

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    Because of the performance, almost no one paid attention in class all morning; everyone was looking forward to the afternoon's performance. As
    soon as the noon bell rang, almost everyone rushed out in a rush.
    Sang Yu had been drowsy all morning, rubbing her eyes.
    Huo Yan came in from outside, casually placing the coffee he had bought outside on her desk.
    "Thank you, Brother Yan," Sang Yu blinked, still slightly yawning.
    Huo Yan pulled out a chair and sat down next to her, saying calmly, "I told you to go to bed early last night, but you wouldn't listen." Sang
    Yu took a sip of her coffee. Huo Yan knew she didn't like things too bitter, so he always bought lattes.
    A little milk foam clung to the corner of her lips.
    Huo Yan reached out and naturally wiped it away for her. Sang Yu was used to it, and
    she moved closer to him with practiced ease. Huo Yan paused slightly at her action, a flicker of darkness crossing his eyes.
    "Brother Yan, will you be downstairs when I dance later?"
    Sang Yu asked.
    Huo Yan's fingertips still had a little milk stain on them, his tone cool, "It depends."
    Sang Yu smiled, a sly smile, "You'll definitely be there."
    Huo Yan raised an eyebrow, looking at her indifferently, "You knew that already?"
    Sang Yu, holding her coffee, sat in the chair, swinging her legs casually, "I just knew."
    "Sang Yu, the teacher wants you to go prepare,"
    a classmate called her in from outside.
    "Oh, coming!" Sang Yu paused for a moment, then immediately stood up, quickly took two more sips, shoved the coffee into Huo Yan's hand, and hurriedly ran out.
    Huo Yan was taken aback, looking at the half-finished coffee in his hand, and chuckled slightly. ✊💚 ඏ☆
    What does this little girl think she is? Shoving his half-finished coffee into his hand?
    "Brother Yan, wanna play basketball?" Zhang Qile entered from outside.
    They were free in the afternoon, and all the boys were at the basketball court.
    Huo Yan was very good at basketball; they almost always won whenever he was there.
    Huo Yan's expression was indifferent. He was still holding a cherry blossom latte, took a sip naturally, and then brushed the basketball from Sang Yu's hand, saying calmly, "Let's go."
    —The
    performance had a special teacher to arrange for the students to go together to change clothes and get their makeup done.
    As a prestigious school, No. 1 High School hired a very skilled makeup team.
    When Sang Yu arrived, there were quite a few people in the dressing room.
    "Sang Yu, over here."
    The teacher leading the group was a very young and beautiful woman named Gu Xiang, who took good care of Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu jogged over.
    Gu Xiang pulled Sang Yu to sit down in front of the makeup mirror and said to the makeup artist next to her, "Ballet solo, don't make it too heavy."
    Sang Yu was beautiful and had a good foundation, and the makeup artist liked her at first sight, saying repeatedly, "Don't worry. A beautiful girl like her will look good no matter what she's made up for."
    Gu Xiang stood behind Sang Yu and smiled, "Even if she's beautiful, you can't just put on any makeup. Sang Yu's ballet solo is the only ballet performance in the entire event."
    Many of the alumni present today were from wealthy and influential families, so the school attached great importance to it.
    The makeup artist smiled, "Don't worry, I'll definitely do a good job."
    Gu Xiang was slightly relieved, patted Sang Yu's back, and said gently, "Call me if you need anything."
    Sang Yu nodded, "Okay."
    Gu Xiang went to the side to continue preparing for other activities.
    As the makeup artist did Sang Yu's makeup, she exclaimed, "Young lady, you're so beautiful! Your features and bone structure are absolutely stunning. I've done makeup for many celebrities, but I've never seen anyone compare to you. ♢🐚 ➅❾ร𝒽Ｕ𝓍.Ć𝕠๓ 😳♖"
    Sang Yu was a little embarrassed by the compliment and was about to speak when a loud bang suddenly echoed from the table beside her.
    A pile of cosmetics was swept to the floor.
    "What kind of makeup is this? You look like a ghost!"
    a somewhat familiar female voice rang out.
    Sang Yu glanced over and met a pair of jealous eyes.
    It was Zhong Wanqiao.
    Shen Yanyan's best friend, who had previously come to class to cause trouble for Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu's expression was indifferent; she looked away
    , not intending to pay her any attention. Zhong Wanqiao, however, deliberately seemed to be picking a fight, speaking sarcastically,
    "Sang Yu? Your sister is still lying in bed at home, unable to move, and you, as her older sister, still have the nerve to dance?"
    Sang Yu ignored her, simply closing her eyes and letting the makeup artist apply her makeup.
    The best way to deal with a mad dog is to let it bark on its own.
    
    Seeing that Sang Yu was completely ignoring her, Zhong Wanqiao gritted her teeth, becoming even angrier, "Sang Yu, what do you mean? Didn't you hear me talking to you!"
    Zhong Wanqiao came from a wealthy family; her father was one of the school's board members, and everyone usually went along with her, not daring to offend her.
    No one in the dressing room dared to speak, and the makeup artist who had just done her makeup stood awkwardly to the side.
    Sang Yu's makeup artist continued applying her makeup.
    Seeing this, Zhong Wanqiao directly reached out, raising her hand to try and knock the brush out of the makeup artist's hand.
    The makeup artist nimbly dodged, frowning, "What are you doing, student?"
    Sang Yu also opened her eyes, her gaze somewhat cold.
    Zhong Wanqiao, who had been quite arrogant, paused slightly when her eyes met Sang Yu's.
    Sang Yu stood up from her chair, her tone cold, "Zhong Wanqiao, what do you want?"
    She was wearing a simple school uniform, hadn't had time to change, and her makeup was only half done, but she still possessed a cool and aloof beauty that was captivating.
    Zhong Wanqiao looked at Sang Yu, slightly taken aback, but regained her composure and spoke defiantly, "How dare you stand here? Shen Yanyan is lying at home because of you, what right do you have to go on stage and dance!"
    Sang Yu looked down at her somewhat hysterical accusation, her lips twitching, her expression cold, and simply said,
    "Are you Shen Yanyan's dog?"
    "What?!" Zhong Wanqiao was stunned, hardly believing her ears.
    Sang Yu looked at her, a harmless, innocent smile curving her lips. She slowly spoke,
    "I said, are you Shen Yanyan's dog?"
    "Pfft..." The other classmates, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but chuckle softly.
    Laughter filled the once quiet dressing room.
    "You!" Zhong Wanqiao's face flushed red and then paled.
    Sang Yu's expression was indifferent. "Did I say something wrong?"
    Zhong Wanqiao looked at her, her chest heaving with anger. She raised her hand to hit Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes. She directly grabbed Zhong Wanqiao's wrist.
    Zhong Wanqiao was startled, feeling a particularly strong grip on her wrist, her bones aching slightly.
    "You...it hurts...it hurts..." Zhong Wanqiao's expression was somewhat distorted as she looked up at Sang Yu with fear. "You..."
    Sang Yu blinked innocently. "Ah, does it hurt?"
    She loosened her grip slightly, looking somewhat guilty. "I'm sorry."
    Zhong Wanqiao immediately withdrew her wrist, wincing in pain. She glared at Sang Yu with some resentment, but dared not say anything more, and turned to rush out.
    Sang Yu watched her retreating figure, her expression turning cold, and a slight twitch appeared at the corner of her lips.
    Boring.
    "Classmate, let me do your makeup."
    The makeup artist spoke up.
    Sang Yu suppressed the coldness in her eyes and returned to her previous obedient demeanor, nodding. "Okay, thank you."
    The makeup artist looked at her and thought she was a well-behaved and obedient girl, and liked her. "You're welcome."
    After finishing her makeup, Sang Yu went straight backstage to change.
    She had prepared her own performance outfit, the pure white dress with rhinestones on the hem that Huo Yan had taken her to buy earlier.
    She had left the dress in her dressing room that morning.
    Sang Yu took off her clothes and opened the bag containing her skirt.
    The moment she opened it, her expression changed drastically; the skirt had been shredded.
    —On
    the basketball court,
    Huo Yan took a swig of water, his Adam's apple bobbing.
    Zhang Qile sighed beside him, "We still have to rely on our Brother Yan!"
    Huo Yan, looking cold and weary, tossed the water aside and picked up his phone.
    A new message popped up; he opened it.
    It was from Sang Yu:
    【Brother Yan, I'm in the fitting room, my skirt has been shredded.】
    【Could you come and bring me some clothes?】 (
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Chapter 86 also contains these good things

2023-10-11 05:34:47 Author: Jiang Yanyan

    There were very few people backstage. The announcers were coming up one by one, and Sang Yu's performance was later in the program, so it wasn't her turn yet. 💙☝ ➅❾ˢh𝓤x.ς𝕆ᵐ ☆♝
    However, because of the importance of the performance, many people had already gone to wait in front. The noise in the dressing room was getting quieter, and many students were leaving one after another.
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    Sang Yu looked at her phone. She had just sent Huo Yan a message, and Huo Yan replied quickly with just one word, simple and powerful: 【Hmm】. Sang
    Yu looked at the dress on the ground, her eyes darkening slightly. She knew who had done it without being told.
    Luckily, her performance was towards the end; otherwise, things would have been difficult.
    Sang Yu lowered her eyes slightly, deciding to wait and see how things went.
    She wondered if Huo Yan could make it in time, as her dress was torn and she'd probably need to get a new ballet costume.
    Footsteps approached from outside.
    Sang Yu paused slightly. There was a knock on the door; it was Huo Yan's voice,
    "Sang Yu."
    How did he get here so quickly!
    Sang Yu's eyes brightened, and she immediately took a few steps forward, opening the door.
    She had already taken off her school uniform, wearing only a simple, fitted tank top. The thin straps outlined her slender back and shoulders.
    The girl's skin was thin and white; you could even clearly see the faint red marks left by the straps on her shoulders.
    A subtle allure. Sang
    Yu didn't notice anything unusual at all, only raising her eyes to stare intently at Huo Yan, "Brother Yan!"
    Huo Yan was almost momentarily blinded by the sight before him the moment he opened the door, but quickly looked away.
    He was carrying a shopping bag and squeezed through the door.
    Because this was the women's changing room, Huo Yan had moved quickly when he came in and hadn't bumped into anyone, but now he still had to be a little discreet.
    Sang Yu immediately reached out and pulled him in, closing the door behind her.
    The changing room was quite small; it was fine when Sang Yu was alone, but it was a bit cramped with the two of them.
    Huo Yan looked down at her, his gaze falling on her slightly protruding breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he directly handed her the ballet costume, just enough to block her view.
    Sang Yu didn't notice anything amiss. She reached out and took the costume, opening it to glance inside. It was a brand new ballet outfit. She paused, slightly surprised. "Brother Yan?"
    Huo Yan's expression was calm, his handsome face appearing sharply defined in the dim light. "I prepared this in advance because I was worried about any unexpected situations."
    Sang Yu looked at him, speechless for a moment.
    Huo Yan lowered his gaze. In the dim and somewhat cramped space, the two were almost pressed tightly together.
    Sang Yu's face flushed slightly, and she took a few steps back. "Um, Brother Yan, I need to change."
    The dressing room could only accommodate one person, and changing clothes now was even more so.
    Huo Yan also realized what was happening and turned to leave. ♠♟ ➅9şĤ𝐮ⓧ.𝕔Ｏм 🍩😂
    "I was so scared! I was so nervous!"
    "Waaah, I almost pressed the wrong key!"
    Footsteps and a girl's voice came from outside. Someone was entering the room.
    Huo Yan paused slightly.
    Sang Yu was also taken aback; why was someone coming in at this time?
    This was the women's changing room; it would be troublesome if someone saw Huo Yan here.
    Sang Yu reached out and grabbed Huo Yan's hem, gesturing to him with her eyes.
    Huo Yan's gaze sharpened, and he was pulled back by Sang Yu, the two pressed tightly together.
    
    Behind Sang Yu was the wall of the changing room, and Huo Yan, being very tall, stood right in front of her.
    The changing room door was tightly closed, making the air feel somewhat stuffy.
    Huo Yan didn't speak, only feeling the faint milky scent emanating from Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu also felt the warmth emanating from Huo Yan, the heat seeping through their pressed skin and making her feel warmer as well.
    Huo Yan raised his chin, and Sang Yu, being shorter than him, probably had to stand on tiptoe to reach his chin.
    Sang Yu looked up, her gaze falling only on Huo Yan's sharp jawline and prominent Adam's apple.
    She lowered her head, slightly clutching her chest.
    The classmates outside hadn't left and were still chatting.
    "Hey, by the way, did you see the update in the group yesterday?"
    "What? Another update? Huo Huo updated Sang Yu and Huo Yan's fanfiction again?!"
    "Yeah, yeah, it was deleted from the forum before, right? Then someone created a group, and now everyone's updating the series directly in the group!"
    "Holy crap! Quick, add me in! Has the doctor and nurse series been updated yet?"
    Doctor and nurse series?
    Sang Yu and Huo Yan overheard their discussion and knew they were talking about how some classmates on the forum shipped them and wrote fanfiction about them.
    It was such a coincidence that the two girls outside were also fans of their pairing…
    Sang Yu blushed slightly, her expression a little awkward.
    After all, she and Huo Yan were right here, and it wasn't quite right for them to be discussing it like this outside.
    Huo Yan didn't speak, but his expression furrowed slightly, his thick, dark eyebrows furrowing.
    Doctor and nurse fanfiction?
    Didn't he tell Zhang Qile to delete them all last time?
    Why are they continuing?
    His expression changed slightly as he looked down at Sang Yu, who was standing very close to him.
    Because they were so close, something soft was pressed against him.
    Huo Yan took a few steps back.
    "Ahhhhhhh—"
    came a somewhat out-of-control scream from outside,
    "My Godhhhhhhh—so exciting!!! In the hallway!!!"
    "Waaaaaah, this play! It's amazing!"
    "The author is so good at writing, so sensual!"
    "Sweat rolled down Huo Yan's Adam's apple..."
    The girl outside couldn't help but read aloud, her voice lowering slightly with a mixture of excitement and shyness.
    Another girl chimed in,
    "Hurry up and look! After this, there's a new series! Huo Yan is a dragon, and Sang Yu is a poor human! Wow, it's a human-foreign language series! That's seriously exciting!"
    "Holy crap, there's all this stuff!"
    "Dragon, hehehe, does a dragon have two... you know...? So exciting! Send it to me!"
    The two girls were excitedly discussing, but Sang Yu was completely bewildered.
    What was that?
    She felt like she was getting less and less clear-headed.
    Huo Yan stood to the side, his hand pressing on Sang Yu's shoulder, his lips pursed, his face completely dark.
    Writing about doctors and nurses in the office was one thing, but now it's a human-dragon?
    These people
    are really going too far!

Chapter 87 "Mr. Sang, what's wrong?"

2023-10-11 05:34:47 Author: Jiang Yanyan

    "Waaaaah, the one about the human and the dragon got censored!"
    "Aaaaah, what do we do? Is it because of the letter issue? I really want to read it, can Mrs. Huo Huo write it..."
    Two girls outside started wailing. 🍩💋 ➅➈SħǗЖ.𝓬𝓞ϻ 🐟☠
    Sang Yu frowned slightly upon hearing this. Human and dragon?
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    Ah... this
    sounds a bit exciting, she... she also wants to read it.
    Actually, Sang Yu was quite curious about how people would write about her and Huo Yan. Although she was a fan of Huo Yan, she quite liked it when people shipped her and Huo Yan as a couple.
    It always felt very real, like they were people who belonged only to each other.
    Huo Yan pursed his lips, his eyes darkening slightly, and the atmosphere was noticeably tense.
    Sang Yu looked up at him and noticed his unusual expression, a slight smile playing on her lips.
    She knew Huo Yan too well!
    Huo Yan's personality definitely wouldn't allow him to accept these things, but it was alright, what they wrote was probably...
    maybe a bit lengthy, but compared to what Huo Yan had done to her in her past life, it wasn't much, right?
    The two girls outside finally finished their discussion and walked out, their voices gradually fading away.
    As soon as they left, Huo Yan immediately stepped back a few paces, intending to open the door and leave.
    "Brother Yan,"
    Sang Yu reached out and grabbed his arm. Huo Yan's face was half
    -shaded in the slightly dim light, his sharp, defined profile captivating. He turned to look at her, his dark eyes holding a rare tenderness.
    "What's wrong?"
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. "Will you be down there later?"
    Huo Yan looked at her, his gaze calm but firm. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Yes."
    I will always be watching you, forever and ever.
    Sang Yu's lips curved slightly, a slight weight lifted from her heart. "Okay!"
    Huo Yan looked at her, his lips curving slightly. "Good luck."
    Sang Yu nodded. "Okay!"
    —Sang
    Yu's performance was the second-to-last act.
    Generally, the last and most important act in a performance is the final act.
    "Sang Yu, where have you been?"
    Sang Yu rushed to the backstage waiting area, where the teacher was looking for her everywhere.
    Zhong Wanqiao had just been adding fuel to the fire with her sarcastic remarks, "She must have been scared and hid away. Someone so petty, she'd probably be terrified of such a big occasion. We don't need to wait for her, we can just go on stage."
    Zhong Wanqiao was certain Sang Yu wouldn't come.
    Without her costume, what was the point of performing?
    So when she saw Sang Yu appear, Zhong Wanqiao's expression changed, and she looked at Sang Yu nervously. Seeing Sang Yu's perfectly intact costume, she gritted her teeth and glared at her angrily.
    "Kuai Yuyu, we're waiting for you! Are you ready? You're next! They're announcing the program!"
    The teacher was worried about Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu's expression was indifferent. She glanced coolly at Zhong Wanqiao, as if nothing had happened, and smiled slightly.
    "Don't worry, teacher, I'm ready."
    The teacher looked at her, pursed her lips, and patted her shoulder. "Good luck."
    Sang Yu smiled, and
    the announcer's voice came from the front:
    "Next, please welcome Sang Yu, a freshman from the Computer Science Department, to perform a ballet solo." As soon
    
    as the voice fell,
    the man with a cold and sullen expression on the stage suddenly brightened.
    "Mr. Sang, what's wrong?" The assistant next to him noticed something was wrong and asked.
    The man's face was not clearly visible in the dim light, but one could vaguely make out his sharp eyebrows and narrow, straight, handsome features.
    His gaze darkened slightly, and his voice deepened a little. "Nothing."
    The stage curtain slowly rose.
    Sang Yu stood behind the curtain;
    Zhong Wanqiao's performance was the last and final act, so she stood next to Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu lifted the hem of her white ballet dress, moved forward slightly, and as she passed Zhong Wanqiao, she spoke softly in a voice only the two of them could hear,
    "Want to be the finale?"
    Zhong Wanqiao was startled, taking a couple of seconds to realize Sang Yu was speaking to her. She looked up.
    Her gaze met the girl's striking, captivating eyes.
    Sang Yu looked down at her; her features were bright and beautiful, and her stage makeup made her even more strikingly beautiful, almost blindingly so.
    She curved her lips into a habitual, gentle, and innocent smile, but her words were chillingly cold,
    "Watch closely, see how I crush you under my feet."
    The stage lights suddenly dimmed, the curtain slowly rose, and the girl in her white dress emerged from behind in an instant. As the music began, everyone in the audience was instantly captivated.
    The lighting and music were perfectly synchronized.
    Sang Yu, lifting her skirt, slowly stepped onto the center of the stage.
    Her gaze immediately fell upon Huo Yan, seated in the audience.
    Perhaps to ensure she could see him clearly, or perhaps because he was positioned in the very center of the audience, he was always within easy reach. The man's features were obscured by the dim lighting, only his dark eyes remained fixed on her. Such a gaze was reassuring and familiar.
    All eyes in the audience were fixed on Sang Yu, with occasional gasps of surprise escaping their lips.
    Zhang Qile chimed in with exclamations,
    "Holy crap, Yan-ge, you're amazing! You're so lucky!"
    "How come I never noticed how good her figure was before? And her dance moves, her steps, her flexibility—it's incredible!"
    "Yan-ge, be honest, you've been feasting your eyes on her a lot at home, haven't you? You're always so quiet at school, acting all high and mighty here." "
    Even if she weren't with you, I think she could find someone better. She's absolutely stunning." "
    I'm so damn eager to call her 'Goddess,' I'm so thirsty! I'm going to be her devoted admirer from now on!"
    "Yan-ge, hurry up and win her over! Be careful she doesn't get snatched away by someone else. You'll regret it then. You're like a monk all day; are you really going to wait another year or two?"
    "If I were you..."
    Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Qile was met with a cold stare from Huo Yan, who raised his hand. Realizing he'd misspoke, he immediately shut up.
    In the audience seats further ahead, a pair of eyes were also intently following Sang Yu on stage.
    Sorry, my darlings, the update is a bit late today. Please wait a moment; I'll update again later, in the coming days. I'll speed things up and try to get you all to see what you want to see as soon as possible, sob sob.

Chapter 88 "You don't seem to understand who you've messed with."

2023-10-11 05:34:47 Author: Jiang Yanyan

    The ballet ended, but the audience's gaze lingered, unable to look away. Even the announcer was momentarily stunned. 😾 690ђђ𝔲𝓧.𝓒𝑜ᵐ 👤👮
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    Zhong Wanqiao, watching from behind the curtain, had long since turned pale, her expression extremely unpleasant.
    Sang Yu did it on purpose!
    She performed so well, deliberately trying to embarrass her, deliberately trying to crush her. Shen Yanyan was right; Sang Yu was a hypocrite who pretended to be a saint, but was actually very scheming!
    She's so selfish! So hypocritical!
    Zhong Wanqiao gripped her skirt tightly, gritting her teeth as she looked at Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu finished her curtain call and was walking over from the front of the stage when their eyes met.
    Sang Yu's gaze didn't waver at all, a faint smile playing on her lips as she looked at Zhong Wanqiao with a dismissive smirk.
    "Next up, please welcome Zhong Wanqiao..."
    The announcer reacted and continued announcing the next program.
    Zhong Wanqiao, her face contorted with embarrassment, walked behind the curtain to prepare to go up.
    "Yu Yu, your performance was absolutely fantastic!"
    The teacher had been watching closely from behind, and it was clear that almost everyone's attention was completely captivated by Sang Yu's performance.
    This was the greatest honor for a ballet dancer, and Sang Yu's performance was far beyond what one would expect from a freshman. One couldn't possibly perform such difficult and precise movements without at least ten years of dance training.
    "Thank you, teacher." Sang Yu lowered her eyes slightly, her expression somewhat shy.
    The teacher looked at her with some emotion, "Are you interested in joining the school's dance club?"
    Sang Yu shook her head, "No, teacher, I'm only a freshman, and I haven't mastered many of my major courses yet. I want to focus on my studies first."
    The teacher was a little disappointed, but didn't really say anything, "Okay, keep up the good work."
    "Mm," Sang Yu nodded, glancing at the audience below, her expression slightly strange.
    The teacher had other things to attend to and turned to greet other students.
    Sang Yu, however, stood there, not immediately returning to the dressing room, but instead looking through the curtain towards the audience.
    While dancing, she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that besides Huo Yan, there was another gaze watching her, and it felt very familiar, like...
    "Little student!"
    Zhang Qile's voice sounded from behind.
    Sang Yu was startled and looked over.
    Huo Yan and Zhang Qile had been backstage at some point.
    Sang Yu looked at Huo Yan, and couldn't help but smile.
    While she was dancing on stage, she had been making eye contact with Huo Yan in the audience.
    She could sense the longing and thoughts in his eyes as he looked at her.
    Huo Yan stood against the wall, his expression indifferent, carrying the bag of clothes she had just brought. Only his cold, weary gaze swept over her.
    "Little classmate, oh no, goddess!" Zhang Qile leaned closer, his expression excited, staring at Sang Yu with a lovesick look.
    "You danced so well, so well! Really, I've never seen anyone dance ballet so well in my life. I couldn't take my eyes off you. You don't know, Brother Yan almost..."
    Zhang Qile blurted out excitedly, leaving Sang Yu slightly bewildered.
    "Zhang Qile."
    Huo Yan stepped forward from behind, his expression cold. He grabbed Zhang Qile by the neck from behind and pulled him back.
    Zhang Qile's mouth was gagged, and he couldn't utter a sound.
    "Brother Yan?"
    Sang Yu blinked at him, her eyes sparkling, a mischievous smile in them.
    "Did I dance well just now?"
    Huo Yan looked down at her, casually brushing aside a stray strand of hair that had fallen beside her ear. His tone was indifferent. "Yes, very beautiful."
    Sang Yu smiled slightly. "I'll dance it for you again when we get back."
    Huo Yan didn't speak, only glancing at her indifferently. "Let's go camping at the beach tonight."
    Sang Yu paused, then exclaimed, "Today?"
    Huo Yan nodded, hummed in agreement, and handed her the bag of clothes. "Go change, I'll wait for you outside."
    Sang Yu blinked, took the clothes, and turned to go inside.
    —Sang
    Yu actually quite liked the beach; in her past life, she often went camping there with Huo Yan.
    But it was all because Huo Yan liked it.
    Huo Yan had a small island in Australia, and for those seven years, he would take her there for a few months almost every summer.
    For Sang Yu in her past life, those months were both painful and shameful, because Huo Yan often dragged her to the beach during the day.
    Sang Yu always felt somewhat resistant to such things back then.
    But now, looking back, all she remembered were the hot summers of the Southern Hemisphere, the intense sunshine on the beach, and the sticky sand on her skin.
    Sang Yu came out after changing, and Huo Yan had already gone outside to get the car.
    Zhang Qile was waiting under a tree outside, holding his phone, seemingly looking at something. The soft light shone on his face, making his expression somewhat strange.
    Sang Yu frowned slightly and walked over. "Brother Qile?"
    Zhang Qile heard the voice and immediately put away his phone, looking like he'd been caught. "Mommy! Oh no, little classmate, oh, goddess, what's wrong?"
    Sang Yu looked at his flustered appearance and was slightly taken aback. "Brother Qile, what are you doing?"
    Zhang Qile stammered, "N-nothing..."
    He said this, but his eyes were darting around, not daring to look at Sang Yu's face at all, looking completely guilty. 💛🐜 6➈𝔰hⓊⓍ.ᑕ𝐨ⓜ 💋♟
    Sang Yu looked at him, blinked, and thinking about what the two girls in the lounge had talked about, which Zhang Qile had mentioned many times before, she had more or less guessed what it was about.
    "Brother Qile, are you reading fanfiction in the serialized group?" Sang Yu's expression was innocent and naive.
    Zhang Qile was taken aback, immediately thinking, "No, little classmate, I... I'm not that kind of person. I just really ship you and Yan Ge, waaaaah, I really..."
    Zhang Qile thought Sang Yu had misunderstood him and became nervous, quickly trying to explain, but the more he spoke, the more flustered he became, stammering and unable to get anything out.
    Sang Yu looked at him and chuckled slightly, saying,
    "It's okay, Qile-ge, don't be nervous. I'm just a little curious." Sang Yu smiled at him, her eyes serious, "Could you add me to your group chat too?"
    Zhang Qile froze, not reacting for a moment, wondering if he'd misheard. What was Sang Yu saying?
    She said she wanted to join their group too???
    Thinking of the content in the group chat and the things he and his girlfriends usually said when they were shipping couples, Zhang Qile reacted almost instinctively, immediately saying, "No, no, no, I... I just..."
    
    Sang Yu smiled, took out her phone, "It's okay, Qile-ge, I'm just curious. Don't worry, I definitely won't say a word when I go in. I'll use a secondary account."
    Zhang Qile was still a little hesitant.
    Sang Yu continued, her tone a little pitiful, "Qile-ge... I'm just a little curious too, really..."
    Zhang Qile was starting to soften. Actually, he thought it wouldn't be a problem for Sang Yu to go in, but he was worried that if Huo Yan found out, he'd probably skin him alive...
    "Qile-ge?" Sang Yu acted first and asked without consulting him, taking out her phone to scan the QR code to join the group. Zhang Qile hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth. Oh well, it shouldn't be a problem for the little one to go in and get used to it beforehand. After all, everyone's an adult.
    Zhang Qile took out his phone and opened the group's QR code.
    Sang Yu immediately scanned the code and joined the group.
    Just as Zhang Qile joined the group chat, a blinding headlight shone from behind.
    Startled, Zhang Qile assumed it was Huo Yan and immediately put away his phone.
    The headlights were glaring in the darkness, and Sang Yu squinted, slightly shielding her eyes as she looked ahead.
    The black, extended Lincoln limousine appeared unusually quiet in the night. As the headlights shone, the front window rolled down, and a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked like an assistant, got out and walked straight towards Sang Yu.
    "Hello, are you Miss Sang Yu?" the assistant asked respectfully.
    Sang Yu paused slightly, somewhat surprised.
    Zhang Qile also frowned. "Who are you?"
    The assistant smiled slightly. "Our boss is an alumnus of the school. He saw Sang Yu's performance from the audience just now, and it was excellent."
    Zhang Qile frowned, immediately realizing something. "Tell your boss to stop getting involved. Our little girl is already taken, she's with Brother Yan. No matter how well she dances, it has nothing to do with him. Stop with the school board and alumni meddling!"
    Zhang Qile's words were very blunt, but Sang Yu didn't think in that direction.
    The assistant smiled slightly, not taking it to heart, and simply said, "Excuse me, you may have misunderstood." "
    I'm sorry, my classmate was just concerned about me. Is there anything I can help you with?" Sang Yu took a step forward and stood in front of Zhang Qile.
    The assistant pursed his lips and handed over a business card. "This is our boss's business card, Sang Yu. If you need anything, you can contact our boss in any emergency."
    Sang Yu was stunned, looking at the card. There was no information on it, only a phone number.
    Clearly, the owner of this business card didn't want to reveal too much personal information.
    The assistant handed over the business card, said nothing more, and turned back to the car.
    The headlights were off, and the black Lincoln slowly drove past. As it passed, Sang Yu glanced into the window. The black window was tightly closed, with only a tiny crack revealing a sharp, cold gaze. It flashed by.
    So familiar…
    “Young lady, don’t be fooled by this trick. That person is definitely not a good person; they just think you’re pretty and are doing it on purpose,”
    Zhang Qile immediately stepped in front of Sang Yu to explain.
    Sang Yu looked away, her expression slightly strange, but she only stared at the black Lincoln disappearing into the night without saying a word.
    The sound of a car door opening came from behind, and Huo Yan got out and walked towards them.
    "Yan-ge!"
    Zhang Qile immediately exclaimed,
    "Come here right now, I have something to tell you! Just now, a man claimed to be one of our distinguished alumni, and he actually had his assistant come down to give our young classmate a business card!"
    Sang Yu: "..."
    Huo Yan pursed his lips, didn't speak, but only glanced down at Sang Yu, his gaze falling directly on the business card she was holding.
    Sang Yu immediately tried to explain, "It shouldn't be that they gave me a business card, I guess it was just..."
    Sang Yu's words trailed off, and she choked up.
    Actually, according to normal thinking, getting out of the car to give her a business card in this situation must be for some other reason.
    Most of the time it's something between men and women, but Sang Yu knew in her heart that the people in the car were probably...
    "No way, young classmate, you're not really so naive as to think that the person just thought you danced well and came down to give you a business card, are you? Let me tell you, don't underestimate men, he definitely wanted to... Ugh, Yan-ge, what are you doing?"
    Zhang Qile's words were cut off as he felt something suddenly covering his mouth.
    Huo Yan's expression was cold. His gaze fell on Sang Yu, his eyes cool, and his lips pressed down slightly. He turned and walked towards the car in front
    . "Get in."
    Sang Yu: "..."
    Sang Yu looked at the card in her hand, her expression slightly embarrassed. Huo Yan's behavior seemed... seemed... like he had misunderstood something?
    The car door opened, and Zhang Qile sat in the back seat without hesitation.
    Sang Yu opened the passenger door and got in.
    Huo Yan raised his hand to the steering wheel, his gaze focused on the road ahead, without saying a word.
    The atmosphere was tense.
    Zhang Qile understood a bit and immediately spoke up, "Hey, Brother Yan, I suddenly remembered we haven't bought any drinks yet. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some and come right back."
    He said, immediately opening the car door and jumping out.
    Only Sang Yu and Huo Yan remained in the car.
    Huo Yan sat in the driver's seat, his profile cold and sculpted, his somewhat mixed-race, bony features carrying a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, said nothing, and bent down to fasten her seatbelt.
    The seatbelt buckle took a long time to fasten properly.
    "Brother Yan..."
    Sang Yu blinked, her voice pitiful, "The seatbelt..."
    Huo Yan didn't speak, only glancing down at her with a faint look in his eyes.
    Sang Yu blinked back at him, her gaze unwavering.
    Huo Yan's lips pressed down slightly, his sharp, thin lips tightening slightly, his eyes filled with intense desire. He leaned down and pressed Sang Yu against the car seat.
    Sang Yu's back was suddenly pressed tightly against the rear window.
    Huo Yan lowered his gaze, his eyes fixed on her, "Did you take someone else's business card?"
    His dark eyes were fixed on Sang Yu's eyes, his tone filled with undisguised possessiveness and a hint of jealousy.
    Sang Yu blinked, her expression innocent.
    "It's just a business card."
    She looked up at Huo Yan, deliberately provoking him.
    "Brother Yan, aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill? It's not like I can't contact other people."
    Huo Yan didn't speak, but took a deep breath and let out a cold laugh, almost from his chest. He raised his hand and pinched Sang Yu's chin with his long, bony fingers.
    "Sang Yu,"
    he said in a low voice, almost squeezing the words out between his teeth,
    "it seems you haven't figured out who you've messed with."

Chapter 89 Getting Bold

    The carriage was dimly lit, with only faint light filtering through the tinted windows.
  
    Sang Yu's breathing tightened slightly as she looked up at the person in front of her.
    Huo Yan's hand gripped her chin, his calloused fingertips tracing her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
    She pursed her lips, meeting Huo Yan's gaze directly into his eyes, saying nothing, but instead reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck. Huo
    Yan's eyes darkened further, his gaze intensifying.
    Sang Yu looked at him, a slight smile curving her lips, her voice soft, tinged with a naive and seductive allure,
    "I don't know, Brother Yan, would you teach me?"
    As she spoke, she leaned closer, closing the distance between them.
    Huo Yan didn't speak, remaining silent for a moment, then chuckled for some reason.
    His gaze fell on her face, his fingers tightening slightly before he lowered his head.
    His slightly cool lips brushed against her lips, settling on her lip.
    Sang Yu's body stiffened for a moment.
    The next second,
    a slight stinging pain spread from her lips.
    A faint taste of blood wafted from the corner of her mouth.
    Sang Yu's eyes widened slightly.
    Huo Yan's gaze remained fixed on her eyes, his eyes meeting hers without blinking.
    His slightly rough tongue swept across the corner of her lips.
    Sang Yu's back stiffened, feeling a sudden, explosive sensation.
    "Yan... Brother Yan..."
    Sang Yu's voice trembled slightly.
    Huo Yan finally released her, stepping back slightly to create distance between them.
    Sang Yu was completely stunned, raising her hand to touch her slightly swollen lips.
    Huo Yan's gaze swept over her indifferently, wiping away the liquid from her lips.
    Huo Yan's expression was indifferent, looking at her calmly. "Do you understand now?"
    Sang Yu: "..."
    Seriously, big brother!
    Shouldn't he have just kissed her in that situation?
    Why...why did he bite her?
    Sang Yu covered her swollen lips with her hand, looking at him with a mixture of grievance and confusion. She shook her head, a hint of defiance in her voice.
    "I don't understand, Brother Yan, are you a dog?"
    Huo Yan slightly raised the corners of his lips, glancing at her indifferently. "Hmm?"
    He raised an eyebrow, his voice a cold, weary hoarse hue, sounding exceptionally sexy.
    Sang Yu: "..."
    She reasonably suspected he was using his good looks on her!
    Huo Yan turned slightly closer, removing her hand from her mouth, his gaze falling on her swollen lips.
    Sang Yu was slightly startled, instinctively raising her hand to cover them. 🐊👑 ❻➈𝕤卄υ乂.𝔠𝓞ⓜ ♣♡
    Huo Yan raised an eyebrow, directly grabbing her wrist and using his other hand to pinch her chin, making her look up.
    "Does it hurt?" He stared at the corner of her lips, his tone indifferent.
    Sang Yu: "..."
    Wasn't this the one he bit?
    Didn't he know if it hurt or not?
    Sang Yu didn't speak, a little angry, only letting out a soft hum.
    Huo Yan heard it too, his hand paused slightly, and he chuckled, "Are you angry?"
    Sang Yu glared at him, "Want me to bite you and see?"
    Huo Yan nodded, his gaze fixed on her, "Yeah, I'll bite you back."
    He said, leaning forward slightly.
    Sang Yu was startled, her face immediately turning red, her gaze also falling on Huo Yan's slightly pursed thin lips.
    She pursed her lips, and actually leaned forward a little, wanting to bite him.
    "Hmm? Where do you want to bite?"
    Huo Yan gently pinched her chin, pulling her away slightly, and looked at her with interest.
    Sang Yu's heart raced slightly under his gaze, her face flushing slightly, but she remained composed, saying,
    "Didn't you tell me to bite back? I'll bite you back wherever you bit me."
    She spoke with a straight face.
    Huo Yan paused, his dark eyes fixed on her, a slight smile playing on his lips as he spoke in a very calm tone,
    "Okay, you've gotten bolder?"
    Sang Yu: "..."
    Sang Yu felt a little embarrassed by his words and also felt a bit strange being pinned down in the car seat by him. She raised her hand and pushed him away,
    "Then... then I won't bite back!"
    Huo Yan was easily pushed away and leaned back into the car seat.
    Sang Yu lowered her head, her expression somewhat indignant, and said pitifully,
    "Anyway, Brother Yan, you only know how to bully me."
    Huo Yan looked at her deliberately pitiful appearance and chuckled slightly, but his expression remained calm.
    "Where's the business card?"
    Huo Yan, his hand on the steering wheel, brought the topic back to the previous one.
    Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding, and subconsciously blurted out, "Huh?"
    Huo Yan raised an eyebrow at her, his gaze carrying a hint of pressure.
    Sang Yu immediately realized he was referring to the business card from earlier, and quickly said,
    "I threw it in the trash a long time ago!"
    Actually, she had memorized the phone number on the card as soon as she saw it, so there was no need to keep it.
    Huo Yan raised an eyebrow at her, "Really?"
    His tone was half-believing.
    Sang Yu nodded repeatedly, "Of course, I would never casually keep another man's business card! I just wonder if you, Brother Yan, would keep other women's business cards behind my back?"
    Sang Yu deliberately threw the contradictory topic at Huo Yan, wanting to see how he would answer. Huo
    Yan glanced at her, his expression indifferent, and said without much tone, "Want to control me?"
    Sang Yu looked at him boldly, "Will you control me, Brother Yan?"
    Huo Yan didn't speak, but turned and stared at her for a while.
    Sang Yu looked at him without flinching.
    Huo Yan looked at her, paused slightly, and said, "Aren't you controlling me now?"
    Sang Yu's lips curved into a smile, a little happy inside, but she deliberately imitated Huo Yan's indifferent expression, suppressing the smile that wanted to appear, and said a very faint "Oh.
    " "Brother Yan, little classmate?"
    Outside the car window, Zhang Qile knocked on the door.
    Huo Yan's expression softened slightly, and he unlocked the door.
    He had locked the car door after Zhang Qile got out.
    "Wow, it's really a bit cold outside at night." Zhang Qile got into the car carrying a large bag of things.
    Sang Yu and Huo Yan remained silent in front of them.
    Zhang Qile glanced at them and asked gossipily,
    "Is the fight over?"
    He leaned closer and looked ahead, immediately noticing Sang Yu's swollen lips.
    "Holy crap, you guys...wow! That was intense."
    Sang Yu blushed slightly and instinctively covered her mouth.
    Zhang Qile chuckled, giving Huo Yan a meaningful look. "When it comes to being awesome, my brother Yan is the best."
    Huo Yan's expression was cold and weary; he completely ignored him and started the car.
    Zhang Qile wisely kept quiet.
    Autumn was approaching.
    
    The nights were always a bit chilly.
    There were very few campers at the beach.
    Huo Yan parked the car to the side, and Zhang Qile went over with the tent first.
    They had informed Lin Hanzhou beforehand, and the two of them came separately.
    Sang Yu stood to the side holding her clothes, waiting for Huo Yan to park the car so they could go over together.
    "Wait, Lao Xiang, what brings you here too?"
    "Oh, and you even brought Lingling?"
    Before Sang Yu even approached, she heard Zhang Qile's voice.
    There was also a slightly coquettish female voice,
    "Brother Qile, long time no see! You've gotten even more handsome!"
    Sang Yu paused slightly upon hearing the voice.
    She recognized it immediately—it was Xiang Zeling, Xiang Zeyou's younger sister.
    In her past life, she and Xiang Zeling had met in university.
    Sang Yu felt an instant connection with her; Xiang Zeling was a very cute and lively girl from a wealthy family, but she had none of the typical spoiled brat attitude. On the contrary, she was very considerate and friendly.
    They were both in the same computer science major, and since there were few girls in computer science, they practically hit it off immediately.
    Moreover, Xiang Zeling had shown Sang Yu kindness from the start, and Sang Yu considered her her best friend.
    But in her past life, it was also this best friend who ultimately pushed her to hell.
    Sang Yu stopped, her fingers clenching tightly into her flesh, her gaze fixed on the girl in the cute pink Lolita dress beside the campfire on the beach.
    "What's wrong?"
    Huo Yan noticed her odd behavior, his gaze darkening slightly as he followed her gaze.
    "Huo Yan!"
    The girl by the campfire also spotted Huo Yan immediately and jumped up to wave at him.
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, her gaze lowering slightly, a somewhat mocking smile playing on her lips.
    "Huo Yan, Huo Yan, you're finally here!"
    Xiang Zeling skipped over, looking very excited.
    She wore a pink Lolita dress, her hair in pigtails, her features adorable and bright, her eyes passionate and open. She reached out to take Huo Yan's hand.
    "Come here quickly, we're playing the King's Game. My brother is so annoying, he keeps bullying me, you have to help me."
    Huo Yan's expression was cold, subtly creating distance between them, ignoring her and looking only at Sang Yu.
    "Are you feeling unwell?"
    Sang Yu's face was slightly pale, but she smiled gently and said, "I'm fine."
    Xiang Zeling was offended by Huo Yan's direct rejection, but she wasn't angry. As if she had just noticed Sang Yu beside her, her eyes suddenly lit up.
    "Hey, sister, you're so pretty!"
    Aizawa Ling looked at Sang Yu with sparkling eyes, stepped forward and affectionately took her hand, asking directly, "Are you Huo Yan's girlfriend?"
    Sang Yu instinctively tried to pull away from her grasp, but held back, only smiling slightly, "I..." Just as
    she was about to speak, Huo Yan, looking cold and weary, simply reached out and draped his coat over her shoulders, putting his arm around her shoulder and walking forward, showing no intention of continuing to speak to Aizawa Ling.
    A campfire had already been set up in front, and there was a grill nearby.
    Lin Hanzhou saw Sang Yu and immediately greeted her with a smile,
    "Little classmate, how did the performance go today?"
    Xiang Zeyou, standing beside her, also smiled gently and spoke to Sang Yu, "Little classmate, long time no see."
    Sang Yu also curved her lips, "Dr. Xiang, long time no see."
    Huo Yan stepped aside and brushed past her, his expression somewhat indifferent, blocking Sang Yu and Xiang Zeyou.
    "Ugh, why are you all ignoring me!"
    Xiang Zeling ran up from behind, panting, and sat down next to Sang Yu. Looking at Sang Yu, she said,
    "Sister, Huo Yan is really annoying, isn't he!"
    Xiang Zeling was very outgoing and continued to strike up a conversation with Sang Yu.
    Sang Yu was wearing Huo Yan's coat, her expression somewhat cold. She only smiled slightly, "No, he's very nice."
    Xiang Zeling paused, her gaze slightly knowing,
    "Oh, I know, you're Huo Yan's girlfriend, aren't you?"
    Sang Yu looked down at the campfire in front of her, the crackling sound filling her ears.
    She didn't immediately reply to Xiang Zeling.
    "Xiang Zeling, can't you think about something serious?"
    Xiang Zeyou said calmly from the side, "Why talk about love in school?"
    Xiang Zeling retorted, "Stop pretending! You had a puppy love back in middle school!"
    Xiang Zeyou was speechless, taken aback.
    "Sister, sister, why aren't you talking to me?" Xiang Zeling seemed oblivious to Sang Yu's coldness, moving closer and shaking her arm.
    Sang Yu frowned, about to brush her hand away.
    Huo Yan's cold voice rang out from the side,
    "Xiang Zeling, take your hand away."
    His voice was icy, carrying a chilling edge, as he kicked Xiang Zeling's chair away, creating distance between her and Sang Yu.
    Xiang Zeling lost her balance and fell off the chair, landing awkwardly on the sand.
    "Huo Yan!"
    she glared angrily, huffing, "Why do you always bully me!"
    Huo Yan didn't even glance at her, simply sitting down next to Sang Yu and casually handing her the grilled barbecue he had prepared.
    Sang Yu took the gift, her lips slightly pursed. "Thank you, Brother Yan."
    Huo Yan's expression was cold and weary, and he spoke casually, "I'm almost sick of hearing you say thank you."
    He glanced at her, "When can you stop just thanking me with words?"
    His gaze was somewhat intense, fixed on Sang Yu's lips.
    Sang Yu was startled, feeling a tingling sensation return to the bite mark on her lips that had already healed.
    [Look here!
    It's like this, although it looks like only one chapter has been updated, it's actually two pages long. Because it's difficult to split, if you sisters like two chapters, then I will continue to update to two chapters later. At least it will look like more!!! Three chapters are also possible!! But quality is king!
    And then I saw all the comments and the subsequent topics, and I am very grateful for everyone's love for this book, but please, please don't argue!
    Many people say that they are just talking the talk but not walking the walk, but I want to say that you should pay attention to their current situation. If I really write something outrageous, then you might not be able to see this book anymore.]
    Furthermore, Yan Ge has great respect for Yu Yu, and there definitely won't be any intimate relations before things are clearly defined. I don't know how you define love, but in my opinion, love does involve a certain degree of restraint.
    Also, the two of them experienced so much in their past lives, and I have many foreshadowing elements later on. This rebirth is indeed a dual rebirth, but Yan Ge's memory recovery will require some time and plot development.
    I will consider any reasonable points you've raised, and everyone is welcome to share their thoughts and expectations for future scenes; I will try my best to fulfill them!
    Most importantly, please don't argue
    !

Chapter 90 I really want to reach out and touch his eyelashes.

2023-10-11 05:34:48 Author: Jiang Yanyan

    "Yan-ge, little classmate, what are you two doing here? 💀☺ ➅➈SнǗˣ.𝓒ｏΜ 🎃☝"
    Zhang Qile handed Sang Yu a few grilled meat skewers from the side.
    "We're camping by the sea, don't be whispering among yourselves."
    Sang Yu took the skewers from him, pursed her lips, and didn't say anything.
    Huo Yan's expression was indifferent. He looked up at Zhang Qile and said calmly,
    "Is the tent set up?"
    Zhang Qile patted his chest, "Of course, you can trust me. The tents are all in the trunk of the car." Huo Yan hummed in
  agreement
    and got up from beside the campfire.
    Sang Yu reached out and grabbed him, "Yan-ge, where are you going?"
    Huo Yan looked down at her and said calmly, "I'm going to set up the tent first."
    "I'll go with you." Sang Yu also got up.
    "I want to go too!" Xiang Zeling exclaimed from the side. "Can I sleep in the same tent as Sister Sang Yu tonight?"
    Xiang Zeling looked at Sang Yu with a smile, seemingly very fond of her.
    Sang Yu's expression was indifferent, her attitude towards her clearly somewhat cold.
    Huo Yan didn't speak, but simply took Sang Yu's hand and walked straight ahead.
    Xiang Zeling wanted to follow.
    Huo Yan paused slightly, pulled Sang Yu behind him, kicked Xiang Zeyou's chair next to him, and said coldly, "Keep an eye on your sister."
    Xiang Zeyou's chair slipped slightly in the sand, and he almost lost his balance. He chuckled and said indifferently, "Can't you let her play with you?"
    Xiang Zeling also looked pitiful and huffed, "Yeah, you stinky Huo Yan, I'm not playing with you, I want to play with Sister Sang Yu!"
    Huo Yan didn't speak, his eyes were a little cold, with a hint of impatience. Wingdings: ⌛︎🖲︎⬧︎♒︎◆︎⌧︎📬︎♍︎□︎❍︎Xiang
    Zeyou understood him, stood up and pulled Xiang Zeling over, "Stay with your brother for a while."
    Xiang Zeling was a little dissatisfied and tried to struggle to get up, but Xiang Zeyou held her tightly and wouldn't let her move.
    Huo Yan turned around and pulled Sang Yu directly towards the car in front.
    Sang Yu was led by Huo Yan all the way, and her steps were a little slow. There was a lot of sand on the beach, and soon her shoes were full of sand.
    "Brother Yan..."
    Sang Yu's feet were a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but call out to him.
    Huo Yan paused and turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"
    Sang Yu frowned, "You're walking too fast, my shoes are full of sand."
    Huo Yan looked down and his gaze fell on her white sneakers.
    Sang Yu wanted to move to the rocks and bent down to take off her shoes.
    Huo Yan immediately bent down and squatted in front of her, reaching out to hold her ankle.
    "Brother Yan, what are you doing?" Sang Yu was startled, feeling as if Huo Yan had lifted her up by her ankles. She was a little unsteady and could only put her hand on his shoulder.
    Huo Yan turned his head, his sharp, smooth jawline cold and handsome. He bent down to take off her shoes, emptied the sand out, and put them back on her.
    Sang Yu was a little stiff. Her gaze slid down his broad back, landing on his narrow, straight nose, where his long, thick eyelashes were projected. He blinked slowly,
    his expression focused, his movements patient and gentle. 🎀♠ ➅❾𝐒нỮ𝔁.匚๏𝐦 👌♨
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, wanting to reach out and touch his eyelashes.
    Huo Yan is really handsome, even more so than girls.
    "Alright."
    Huo Yan stood up.
    Sang Yu was startled and immediately withdrew her hand.
    "Thank you, Brother Yan." Sang Yu said subconsciously again.
    As soon as the words left her mouth, she remembered what Huo Yan had said by the campfire earlier and couldn't help but cover her lips.
    Huo Yan looked at her and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm?"
    Sang Yu blinked, "Brother Yan, do you want some candy?"
    
    This time she not only thanked him verbally, but also took out a strawberry-flavored fruit candy from her pocket, which she had taken from backstage earlier.
    Huo Yan lowered his eyes, glanced at the candy in her palm, his lips twitched slightly, and he took it, tore it open, and popped it into his mouth.
    Sang Yu smiled and asked, "Brother Yan, is it good?"
    Huo Yan hummed in agreement, raising his chin as he walked towards the car in front.
    Sang Yu followed him closely.
    The two of them were completely dumbfounded when they opened the trunk and saw the tents inside.
    Zhang Qile had only put in two tents.
    There were five of them in total; two tents weren't enough.
    Huo Yan frowned, picked up the two tents, and went over.
    Zhang Qile was playing a game with Xiang Zeling and the others, his head covered in notes, and Xiang Zeling was laughing so hard he was bent over.
    Huo Yan walked over, his expression indifferent, and simply tossed the tents next to Zhang Qile.
    Zhang Qile was taken aback. "What's wrong, Brother Yan? Can't you set up a tent?"
    Huo Yan glanced at him and said coldly, "Two tents? Are you going to sleep on the beach tonight?"
    Zhang Qile was stunned. "Huh?"
    He quickly opened the tent to look, and sure enough, there were only two. "Holy crap! I'm so..."
    Xiang Zeyou and Lin Hanzhou couldn't help but chime in.
    "Zhang Qile, what have you done!"
    Zhang Qile was on the verge of tears. "Should I order some more tents delivered now?"
    Sang Yu had also come over and whispered, "I doubt anyone would come to the suburbs at this hour."
    The beach was on the outskirts of the city, near mountains. Who would want to come here in the middle of the night ?
    "Then what should we do?" Lin Hanzhou had forgotten about the barbecue and started worrying about where they would sleep tonight.
    "We can probably sleep a few people in the car," Xiang Zeyou said. "We brought two cars over."
    "Yes, yes, I can sleep in the car!" Zhang Qile volunteered.
    Sleeping in the car would be stuffy and cramped, definitely not as comfortable as sleeping in a tent.
    "I'll sleep in the car too," Xiang Zeyou suggested. Xiang Zeling
    blinked. "Hey, there are two more tents I can share with Sister Sang Yu!"
    Xiang Zeling smiled at Sang Yu, looking very happy. "Great! I want to have a good chat with Sister Sang Yu tonight!"
    Sang Yu frowned, her expression a little unpleasant, but she didn't say anything.
    Although she didn't want to have too much contact with Xiang Zeling, she couldn't directly say she didn't want to be with her at this time.
    Huo Yan pursed his lips, glancing at Sang Yu and noticing her expression.
    "You sleep by yourself," he said coldly, directly stating his position.
    "Lin Hanzhou's car is bigger, two people can squeeze in. I'll sleep outside, and the two girls can each have their own tent."
    Lin Hanzhou understood Huo Yan's meaning, shrugged, and didn't object.
    Zhang Qile exclaimed, somewhat puzzled, and wanted to speak.
    "Okay, I have no problem," Xiang Zeyou said with a faint smile.
    "I..." Xiang Zeling frowned, somewhat unwilling, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by a cold look from Xiang Zeyou.
    After Huo Yan finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, simply picked up the tent and walked to an open space to the side.
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, glanced at Huo Yan, and followed him to help set up the tent.
    "Brother Yan, let me help you." Sang Yu walked to Huo Yan's side and raised her hand to help him.
    Huo Yan secured the tent around the edges and raised his hand for Sang Yu to hand him the parts.
    Standing behind him, Sang Yu looked at the slightly bulging veins on his arm, pursed her lips, and said,
    "Brother Yan, why don't you sleep in the same tent with me tonight?"