Chapter 59 [VIP] Scumbag Rich Second Generation (15)

The young master, who has always been successful in love affairs, couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He thought to himself, this person should have some small goals, just like it is a natural instinct for a toad to want to eat swan meat. Maybe one day a blind fairy will accidentally bump into his arms and willingly give it to him to eat.

The probability of a blind cat catching a dead mouse is still very high. Look at this guy, after going around in circles, he finally fell into his hands. This is fate.

Zhou Chiyan touched her soft hair, and until the moment he held her in his arms, he ignored the satisfaction he felt when his body touched her, and smiled like a 200-pound idiot.

He held Nan Yan's hand and walked slowly downstairs to the dormitory. His hands were big and Nan Yan's hands were small, so when he held her hand, he wrapped her hand tightly. Nan Yan felt that she was at a disadvantage for holding his hand.

The night sky gradually darkened, the figures on the roadside gradually decreased, and the campus seemed to be wrapped in a layer of mist under the night sky.

Zhou Chiyan, with his conspicuous swollen face, walked her all the way downstairs to the dormitory and refused to leave. He kept grabbing her sleeve and dangling around her, but when she didn't respond, he simply snorted and decisively turned his head away.

"What are you doing?" Nan Yan raised her hand to cover the face of the other person who was approaching her. "You don't look good right now."

Zhou Chiyan glared at her with a hint of resentment, probably because he was young and acted coquettishly without any sense of incongruity, "What else can I do? Have you forgotten something? As your new boyfriend, is it too much to kiss you before leaving?"

She spoke with a righteous voice, but she also sounded aggrieved when asking for a kiss, as if she had done something evil that would enrage God and man if she didn't give him a kiss. Unfortunately, her grievances were all fake.

This person is always pushing for more.

Nan Yan hooked her finger at him, and his eyes lit up, then he lowered his head happily.

He stretched his neck, his slightly longer hair hitting his forehead. The distance between them was so close. Then he stopped at this one-inch distance and looked at her expectantly, "Kiss me... After you kiss me, I will let you go."

This person is sometimes just an outlier. His way of thinking is different from that of normal people. He doesn't mind doing things that normal people find shameful, but is actually proud of it.

Compared with him, He Yanzhou seems particularly fresh and unconventional.

Nan Yan was not afraid of his aura. She met his bright puppy eyes. It seemed that his eyes said that as long as she could shut his mouth, he would keep his word. The smugness on her face was clearly revealed.

Nan Yan smiled at him tenderly, and her expression was even more shocking under the cold lighting.

This smile immediately fascinated the other party. After Zhou Chiyan was stunned for a moment, he also smiled.

She took advantage of the moment when the other party wasn't paying attention and reached out to press hard on the corner of his slightly swollen mouth. Immediately, a gasp was heard, and Zhou Chiyan grimaced in pain, with tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Nan Yan took the opportunity to push the man away, and before he could react, she turned around and walked inside.

This is to suppress his momentum.

Zhou Chiyan was left alone there, rubbing the corner of his mouth with a look of shame on his face. When the other person's back completely disappeared from the stairs, Zhou Chiyan put down his messy fingers with regret, looked at the high floor and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how much you dislike him, you still have to agree to him. If someone doesn't care about you at all, no matter what he does, he won't attract her attention.

Doesn't this also mean that deep down she likes him a little bit?

Thinking of this, he felt a little happy again.

Well, that's good. The old saying is right. A man should be a little harder on himself. This time his status is finally stabilized.

Zhou Chiyan maintained his good mood all the way to the dormitory, with the corners of his mouth unable to stop smiling. Unfortunately, his handsome face was marred tonight, causing several of his roommates to look at him sideways.

The roommate who was bunking downstairs was combing her hair in the bathroom, looking particularly happy. She even sprayed some perfume on her collar in a coquettish way, looking very meticulous.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Jingshen stretched his head out to look outside. When he saw him, his eyes narrowed and he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. "Hey, what a coincidence, Zhou Chiyan, there is a social gathering tonight, do you want to go?"

Zhou Chiyan glanced at him and sneered, "Social parties always have more men than women. If I go, will there be a place for you guys?"

He has always had good interpersonal relationships at school, and he is also quite familiar with his roommates. Whenever there are fun gatherings or activities, they always go together with a few of them.

The man who just spoke was obviously the boss of the dormitory. He was the tallest, with a straight figure and good looks, but he had a common face and was very picky, so he still didn't have a girlfriend.

The eldest brother snorted after hearing what the man said, then proudly took out his phone, flipped through a few photos and handed them over, "It's fine if you don't want to go, but don't blame me for not reminding you. There are girls coming this time from the art academy next door. They are absolutely first-rate in temperament and appearance. If you miss this opportunity, you will never see it again."

Zhou Chiyan took a quick look and showed little interest:

"It's just so-so."

Tsk, she's not even half as pretty as his girlfriend.