In the evening, Xiao Qingyu came back smelling of alcohol. It was already past ten o'clock when she got home. Wen Jin didn't sleep. He was half-lying on the sofa watching TV. Auntie finished her work and left.

Xiao Qingyu put down the car keys and walked up to her. Before she could speak, Wen Jin spoke first: "What do you want me to do?"

"What else can you use me for next?"

Xiao Qingyu originally entered the room and saw her sitting obediently on the sofa. He felt happy for a moment, but that little bit of joy disappeared instantly after hearing what she said.

"In a bad mood?" Xiao Qingyu asked her.

"I haven't been in a better mood since you showed up." Wen Jin did not avoid him like before, but looked directly at him.

"You helped me deal with my dad's funeral affairs and helped my dad find a cemetery for burial. I really thank you. I'm pretty useless, but I wanted your help."

Xiao Qingyu's face slowly darkened. As long as he kept a calm face and said nothing, his aura was particularly oppressive.

Wen Jin continued: "I don't know how to thank you, and I don't want to owe you. Whatever you want me to do...I'm willing to do it."

"When will you get tired of me and let me go?"

Xiao Qingyu's voice was low: "Is this how you thank me?"

"No, it's an exchange. I know you won't be nice to me for no reason. I always knew that you took care of me and helped me so much. I didn't know it."

She was just pretending to be stupid, and she can't pretend anymore.

Xiao Qingyu refused to let her live on campus and asked the driver to carry her luggage back. The purpose was very clear. Even the driver joked that she was dating a rich man and looked at her strangely.

This is what happened in the afternoon.

Xiao Qingyu said nothing, took off his watch and threw it on the table, then turned and went upstairs.

The feeling of oppression did not disappear as he went upstairs. As long as she was here, she could feel his oppression.

The cell phone just happened to be ringing. Wen Jin moved his stiff hand to pick it up and saw that it was Song Xueyi calling.

She didn't answer, but her phone kept ringing.

Not long after, Xiao Qingyu came downstairs, heard her cell phone ringing, and asked her, "Why didn't you answer it?"

Wen Jin turned off the sound, stood up from the sofa, and raised his head to look at him.

Xiao Qingyu came over but picked up her mobile phone, saw the missed call on the screen and asked her: "Who is looking for you."

"Classmates at school."

"That little boy?" Xiao Qingyu called Song Xueyi a little boy, obviously looking down on him. Compared with him, Song Xueyi was indeed a little boy.

Wen Jin nodded and dug his fingers so hard that they almost bled.

"Do you know what you were talking about just now? Do you need me to remind you?" Xiao Qingyu asked her in a low voice.

"I know, I'm very awake, brother Qingyu, I'm very awake." Wen Jin smiled at him, but cold sweat broke out in his palms, and his whole body was cold.

Xiao Qingyu looked thoughtful, suddenly laughed and said, "Are you not afraid of me anymore?"

"Afraid, afraid."

How could she not be afraid? What she just said was against her will. But otherwise, she was too passive and was being led by him all the time. Everything had to be at his pace.

She was like prey on the chopping board, and he had the power of life and death.

Now I am just strong and calm.

Xiao Qingyu slowly leaned down and approached her, the distance was very close, "Do you know what I want?"

"..."

"I always thought you were only a sophomore, so I didn't want to be too early." Xiao Qingyu got closer and closer to her. She didn't move away, and she could still smell the smell of alcohol on his body.
Chapter completed!