Chapter 0 Extra 3 Needs to be cleaned up
After hearing what Yu Huan said, Meng Han reached out and pinched her face. "You really only care about food and not punishment. Just because I gave you a bag of candy, you think he's fine?"
Although that person was himself, he didn't intend to tell Yu Huan.
I was indeed a little too naive at that time.
Young people have abundant energy, and he is the same. Although he usually spends a lot of energy on studying, he still always feels that he has energy but nowhere to use it.
It makes him always want to do something, something extraordinary, to vent his excessive energy.
But at the same time, he was also very clear that he could do nothing. He knew too well what position he would stand in the future and what his situation was at home.
If he wants to get more resources, he must not take a wrong step and must not leave any handle for others to use against him.
He must be a perfect student with no flaws.
Until that day, was it fate? He was like possessed, and suddenly he had the urge to skip class.
Then I met that little girl.
That was the only annoying thing he did before he became an adult, and the only time he made a child cry.
That feeling was new and unforgettable to him, so much so that it still affected him when he grew up and left the country to study abroad.
It was a trigger, a shadow that aroused his evil habit.
He seemed to enjoy giving orders and having them carried out, and he even enjoyed the feeling of being urgently needed and being obeyed unconditionally.
So, in a country without the Meng family, in the open West, he indulged himself for a short period of time.
He hid his identity, put on a mask, and appeared on the Internet with a mysterious identity.
No meeting, no sex, only communicating through the Internet, this is his rule.
He doesn't need any intimate relationship. All he needs is a person who is obedient enough to meet his requirements and willingly submit to him.
Soon he became famous and rumors about him were everywhere.
The mysterious Mr. M is a gentleman, generous, strong yet gentle. His hobby is helping people improve themselves. Under his supervision, some have improved their grades and others have secured their dream jobs.
Therefore, too many people came to him and willingly prostrated themselves at his feet.
But he soon got bored, as this didn't seem to be what he wanted.
He did find a moment of satisfaction in it, but it was not enough and he began to fall into doubt.
Is it the wrong method or the wrong object?
But he was not given a chance to adjust. His identity was recognized. After paying the other party a hush money, he withdrew from that world and became the perfect Meng Han who could not be faulted at all.
His study abroad career soon ended, and that brief period of decadence was thrown into the long river of time. He never set foot in it again and devoted himself to his work.
Until...I saw that girl at that annual meeting.
It looks very cute and well-behaved, and the way it sucks in its belly is also very cute.
That night, he went into the study and picked up the brush he hadn't held for a long time.
I thought it was just a coincidence and that there would be no contact between the two of them again, but I didn't expect that fate would push her in front of me step by step.
Watching her wandering around in front of him every day, her every move seemed to be in line with his preferences.
It’s really strange, how could there be someone in this world who is so to his liking?
No matter what he did, he thought it was cute, so cute.
He also impulsively bought things he had never bought before, just because the idea suddenly popped into his mind.
I want to use it on her.
Meng Han knew that he was a hypocrite. Although he looked pure and unselfish on the surface, in fact, in his mind, he had already pressed people under him countless times.
He wanted to do that so badly, to let her feel everything about him deeply, his emotions, his desires.
But he can't.
She was too beautiful to be drawn into his dirty world.
He resisted his desire and kept her by his side. While suffering torture, he also enjoyed the daily life with her.
Even this kind of morbid psychology fascinated him.
Until that night, the suggestion she made after drinking kept him awake all night.
He tried to escape and struggle, but the roles seemed to be reversed, and he became the one she held in her hand. No matter how he hid, he was under her control.
His sanity was being devoured bit by bit by her, and he could only do what she wanted.
Those days were both sweet and painful.
She has a magical power that makes him unable to stop but also feel guilty and timid.
He longed for her to be close to him, but was afraid of her being close to him; he longed to possess her, but was afraid of possessing her.
He quickly fell into the contradictions and entanglements, unable to control himself, willing to sink, and at the same time loathing himself.
He didn't intend to tell Yu Huan all these dark and filthy thoughts. She just needed to know that he loved her very much, and that was enough.
Being able to stand beside her in the most intimate capacity like this, being able to hug her, smell her scent, and possess her unscrupulously.
That's enough.
......
Yu Huan covered her face, feeling a little guilty. It seemed like she really only remembered the treats and not the punishments. That brother was so annoying, but why did she only remember the candy he gave her when she thought of him later?
Is it because the other person is so good-looking?
Hey...what does the other person look like?
It had been too long, and they had only met once, so Yu Huan could no longer remember what the other person looked like. All that remained in her memory was the bag of the most delicious candy she had eaten as a child.
"Well... maybe it's because the other person is too handsome." She deliberately teased Meng Han.
Unexpectedly, Meng Han was not jealous. Instead, he agreed with her and said, "It seems that he is really handsome. You still remember him now."
Now it was Yu Huan's turn to be unhappy. She frowned and stared at him, "Aren't you jealous?"
Meng Han was amused. Was he sick? Was he jealous of himself?
But he said: "What's there to be jealous about? He's just a passerby. If I'm jealous of this, then you might as well not go out."
Yu Huan was still dissatisfied, whining in his arms, "You're so generous, next time someone asks me for my phone number, can I give it to them?"
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became gloomy, and Meng Han's slightly warning voice came from above their heads.
"Yu Huan, you need to be punished again, right?"
Yu Huan lay on Meng Han's chest and smiled secretly. This is right. It's not good to be too generous. She will be unhappy.
Meng Han didn't get an answer, so he reached out and lifted her chin, "Are you mute?"
Yu Huan chuckled, put her arms around his neck, leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, then looked at him and smiled, "Got it."
"I don't have any phone number. I'm just a fool who doesn't know how to use a smartphone. I can only tell my brother..." Yu Huan leaned close to his ear and whispered.
"Brother, I want..."
The grip on his waist tightened, and Meng Han's voice fell with a half-smile.
"You really deserve to be punished."
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