Chapter 45 He Xilou's Wet Temptation

After sending the message, Meng Shiyi waited for a long time, but the other party did not reply...

The night is deep and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Not far from the east gate of the school, a dark-colored Pagani was parked under the shadow of the trees, like a beast lurking in the night, ready to strike.

In the interweaving of light and shadow, He Xilou, wearing a black windbreaker, was casually leaning on the car, his legs lazily crossed, his deep eyes half-closed.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, and his whole body exuded a leisurely and unrestrained air.

Lin Shuang stood in front of him, watching the post in the forum become popular and seeing the thousands of comments below that were all spitting and blaming her.

In an instant, her legs softened and she sat down hard on the ground, screaming in despair:

"I've done what you said! You heard it on the phone, right? I apologized to Meng Shiyi! Why won't you let me go?"

He Xilou didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone still indifferent: "She hasn't forgiven you."

Lin Shuang didn't dare to scroll down to the comments. Her hands were shaking and she pleaded humbly:

"I was wrong, He Xilou. Please have someone delete the post and say it's all made up, okay? I beg you, I won't dare to do it again. Please give me one more chance..."

She didn't understand why she was guilty of such a heinous crime.

She just took private photos of others and changed the test papers, but she didn't kill anyone or commit arson or poisoning.

He Xilou extinguished his cigarette with an expressionless face and crushed it on the ground. His sharp eyes gave people a sense of alienation:

"I warned you once before, don't bully her."

Lin Shuang looked into his narrow, dark eyes, and a deep despair suddenly surged in her heart.

He Xilou, such a heartless and cold-hearted person, actually defended other girls and vented his anger for her?!

Lin Shuang's tears flowed down, and she looked like a pitiful little white flower, adorable, and her voice trembled:

"Xilou...I really like you, I like you very much. Can't you forgive me just once?"

He Xilou was not moved at all. He chuckled, lazily opened the car door and got in, his tone still nonchalant:

"When you did these things, didn't you think about the retribution?"

Through the car window, Lin Shuang couldn't see He Xilou's expression clearly, but she could also feel his——

Cold, ruthless, indifferent, without any warmth at all.

This is the real him.

Lin Shuang's eyes were filled with hatred as she stood up unwillingly: "But I targeted Meng Shiyi because of you. How could you do this to me!"

He Xilou started the car with an expressionless face and kept one hand on the steering wheel.

Lin Shuang couldn't believe it. She slammed his car window frantically. Her beautiful face was distorted as she shouted viciously:

"I curse you! I curse you to never find true love, and I curse you to die a miserable death..."

However, the only response she got was the car driving away.

"Ah!!!" Lin Shuang collapsed to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

He Xilou sat in the car, a shadow covering his face, swallowing up his expression.

He had heard the same words when he was a child.

——"He Xilou, I curse you to die a miserable death and to go to hell for eternity!"

Suddenly recalling the dark and painful nightmare from his childhood, He Xilou smiled lightly, without any emotion.

I've gotten used to it.

It was already 10:30 in the evening when Meng Shiyi finished blowing her hair and lay down on the bed.

He Xilou still didn't reply to her message.

He must be busy, he has so much to do.

Meng Shiyi yawned, covered herself with the quilt, and was about to go to sleep when her cell phone suddenly rang with a special ringtone:

【HXL invites you to a voice call】

The little radar in Meng Shiyi's mind started beeping, and she immediately woke up. She put on her headphones, answered the call, and whispered, "Brother Xilou."

"Are you going to bed?"

A man's low and magnetic voice came from the headphones, lingering and tender, gently caressing the eardrum.

"Not yet." Meng Shiyi's ears tingled, she pursed her lips, and asked, "Did you ask Lin Shuang to come and apologize to me?"

He Xilou said succinctly: "Well, because of me, you have been affected for no reason."

Lin Shuang's targeting was simply out of jealousy.

A warm feeling flowed through Meng Shiyi's heart, and she said softly, "Thank you."

He Xilou said, "Turn on the video."

Meng Shiyi:?

She blinked and thought for a few seconds, wondering if she had heard it wrong.

What to do with such a good video.

They had always had voice calls before, and she blushed just by hearing He Xilou's voice, let alone a video call.

He Xilou let out a soft laugh from deep in his chest and spoke slowly, "Let me see your face. Are you feeling better? Otherwise, why do you think I'm video chatting with you?"

So that's how it is.

"I'm completely fine now." Meng Shiyi lifted the bed curtain to let the light from the dormitory in and switched to video mode.

The moment the video opens.

She was caught off guard by the scene on He Xilou's side.

The man leaned casually against the head of the bed, wearing a white bathrobe with a deep V, revealing his sexy collarbone, which shone under the light, making him very imaginative and seductive.

He is not in the dormitory, but in his own villa. The room is gray and black, low-key and high-end.

He Xilou seemed to have just taken a shower, his hair was slightly wet, and a few strands of black hair on his forehead were even slowly dripping water, giving him an indescribable sense of enchantment.

Meng Shiyi immediately lowered her eyes and looked away.

This is... the bathrobe version of wet temptation!

A heat washed over Meng Shiyi's face. She seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen. She didn't dare to look directly at the screen and quickly cut his image into a small screen.

She whispered, "Did you see that? The allergy is completely gone."

He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly and said leisurely: "It's too dark, I can't see clearly."

Meng Shiyi had no choice but to turn on the small desk lamp next to her, put her face in front of the phone camera, and said in a sweet voice:

"Is that so?"

He Xilou's gaze slowly fell on her.

Meng Shiyi wore a pink and white nightgown, her almond-shaped eyes clear and pure, shimmering with fragmented light. She was covered in a quilt, soft and docile, like a marshmallow, making you want to poke her.

Her face was white, tender and delicate, like a peeled egg, with a faint layer of pink mist.

There really wasn't a trace of allergy left.

Just at this moment, Xu Qingqing came back from the balcony after washing clothes, holding a basin. When she heard Meng Shiyi's gentle and cheerful voice, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Shiyi, who are you talking to on the phone?"

Meng Shiyi's eyelashes narrowed slightly, and after a few seconds, she said, "Just like... an ordinary friend."

"Oh, okay." Xu Qingqing was a thick-skinned person and didn't think much about it at all.

Sheng Wan was taking a shower and had no idea that she was video chatting.

Meng Shiyi was holding the phone when a man's unpleasant and low voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"Say that again."

In the video, He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction welled up in his eyes, and he asked word by word:

"Ordinary friends? Huh?"