[Pre-collection] "I am the concubine of the yandere male partner" The bloodthirsty yandere and the clever little sun please collect it~
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1.
Family changes occurred. When Lin Shumei was eight years old, her mother married into the Qi family.
The two families formed a reorganized family, and Qi Jiayan became her nominal brother.
When I first met Qi Jiayan, the young man was cold, dignified, and unsmiling... She huddled in the corner and did not dare to speak.
Until one thunderstorm night, the girl was too scared to sleep.
With tears in his eyes, he ran to Qi Jiayan's inkstone room with the baby in hand. He caught a flash of worry on the young man's face before he dared to step forward.
The young man took her hand, frowned and wiped her tears: "Don't be afraid, we are a family. If you have anything, come to my brother."
Qi Jiayan loved her very much, putting her to sleep on rainy days, and taking her to and from school... Even the elders in the family said that they were closer than brothers and sisters.
Lin Shumei thought she was his pampered rose.
But later, Qi Jiayan threw away the confession letter hidden in the flower. His dark eyes were emotionless and his tone was alienated: "Who taught you to do such a nondescript thing? You also know that I am your brother."
2.
As the only son of the Qi family, Qi Jiayan has always been pure and steady.
He tried to correct Lin Shumei's emotions that were off track. At the last moment of being entangled, his reason stopped taking off her clothes.
Until they met again, Qi Jiayan saw her cuddling next to her boyfriend, preparing to kiss him. With the last trace of reason lost, he couldn't help but take Lin Shumei's wrist and leave, holding it tightly until he returned to the room.
Qi Jiayan pushed her against the bed and clasped her hands behind him, his eyes stern.
Before the elder downstairs left, Lin Shumei sat on the edge of the bed, raised her calf and kicked him on the shoulder. The short skirt that had fallen to her ankles slid back, and her voice was cold and harsh: "Are you crazy? Didn't you say that I am nondescript?"
Her hands were bound by the tie and her ankles were held. It was difficult for her to struggle. The warm breath brushed her ears and she heard him speak hoarsely: "You have gone crazy a long time ago. Do you want me to die if you are so close to a wild man?"
Holding the older girl with one hand, it is better to be nondescript than to give her up to someone else.
3.
The clothes were messy and scattered all over the floor, and the whole night was charming.
When Lin Shumei got dressed and stood in front of the mirror brushing her teeth, she saw family group information popping up on her phone.
She looked at the people behind her through the mirror and said vaguely: "Why do my family suddenly want to come here to eat..."
Qi Jiayan hugged her from behind and smiled lightly: "I told you to confess."
Demining:
Both the male and female protagonists have flaws
4 years apart
When I chase my wife from behind, I make love with the wallpaper
PS: Not related by blood! Not in the same household register! There is no emotional description during the kinship relationship.
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Due to her parents' work reasons, fifteen-year-old Jiang Yiyu was sent to live with her parents' old friend for a period of time.
The He family is wealthy and friendly. The eldest son He Jize is a young man with great talent as a painter. He is a rare and outstanding young man who is polite and polite.
Jiang Yiyu first met him in the garden of the villa.
Wearing a white shirt, the young man had a tall figure and was bathed in the warm sun. He stood by the pool, his slender fingers slightly spread, and the bait rolled into the water. The goldfish in the pool were grabbing for food.
He raised the corners of his lips and said lightly: "Your name is Jiang Yiyu?"
Jiang Yiyu nodded, and through the sunlight, he could vaguely see He Jize's left hand holding the bait bag. The little finger was half shorter than ordinary people.
——Later, he held the paint tray with one hand and a paintbrush with the other hand, painting every part of her body, making the night sticky.
*
Five years later, Jiang Yiyu, who was behind bars, returned to Huijing.
When she was helpless, a black car stopped in front of her with the window down. A man in a white suit sat in the car and squinted, his eyes as dark as a spring, joking about whether he wanted to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
She had not forgotten the nightmare on her nineteenth birthday, but after the joke, he seriously offered to help her.
*
Jiang Yiyu always thought that He Jize's character was unique to painters.
Until I accidentally entered that underground studio——
Every painting has her face, smiling or crying or with flushed cheeks and blurred eyes...
The sight in front of her scared her so much that she couldn't stand still and knocked the notebook off the desk. She instinctively picked it up and opened it. The five words "Don't leave me" filled the first page.
Go crazy!
Jiang Yiyu didn't even have time to think. He stuffed the severed finger with the glove into his mouth and curled his tongue around it.
Oral fluid seeped out from the corners of his mouth, and his chin was pushed back.
She turned her head stiffly. The man's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he asked faintly: "Didn't you say you want to be my model? Why don't you go back to bed?"
"Or are you regretting it?"
Purpose: Love freedom, love life
