To Play with You or to Kill You?

Bai Ling talked little, and Tang Wenyu didn't talk much either. She is the killer and he is her target. At first, the milk was placed on the corner of the table, and she drank it without saying anything about it. The ribs were placed in her bowl, but she didn't even say thank you after finishing the meal. There was an open textbook between them. On the textbook were two parallel gazes, neither of them looking at the other first. Deskmates, nothing more. But one night after the reunion, Bai Ling suddenly reached out and pinched his chin. Tang Wenyu did not hide. She came closer to him, her breath fell on the corner of his lips, and her voice was as low as telling a secret: "Yu, I'm on top, okay?" He smiled. It's not surprise, it's not panic, it's the kind of smile that you've been waiting for for a long time and finally waited for this second. His eyelashes swept across her skin, flapping like a butterfly's wings. "You can do whatever you want." But she seemed to be hiding many secrets, about her body, about the person she killed on that rainy night, about the organization that asked her to leave, and about the relationship between the largest aristocratic family in the capital - the family named "Bai" and her. She just drank the milk he gave her every day, folded the boxes, and lined them up on the windowsill. Row after row, like a train bound for a secret. # Female Attack Male Suffer # Bisexual Female Lead # Campus Assassination # Beijing Circle Miss # Killer Deskmate # White Cut Black Male Lead # Extreme Pull # Reversal Sadomasochism # Blackened Imprisonment # Breaking the Mirror Reunion #HE [If you can't stand it, you don't have to read it. Please don't scold the author. Thank you. The author has a little glass heart^ω^]