Song Yi suppressed her anger and didn’t fall asleep at all. She just didn’t want to talk to Gu Xingchuan. Unexpectedly, the other person got nervous again and became even more angry. She punched him and avenged old and new grudges.

　　Gu Xingchuan reacted quickly and was too close. Song Yi’s fist grazed his cheek, which was painful. Unexpectedly, Song Yi looked thin but was quite strong.

　　”Have you taken the medicine?” Gu Xingchuan didn’t want to be punched again, so he grabbed Song Yi’s wrist and pressed it hard on the side of the pillow.

　　Song Yi’s scalp went numb. She was in this position that night. Gu Xingchuan suppressed his wrist and occupied his body greedily. His lips trembled and he barely kept his voice steady, “Let go!”

“Hold on.” Gu Xingchuan leaned over and looked at him, almost face to face, “Huh? You have a pretty strong temper. Is your aunt here?”

　　Warm and moist breath sprayed on Song Yi’s cheek, like a small reptile crawling across, leaving a string of numbness. He could clearly see the pores on Gu Xingchuan’s face, and a chill ran down his back, “It’s you who deserves the beating. Get out of here!”

　　Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes, looked at Song Yi’s trembling eyelashes, those beautiful eyes were stubborn and clear, and asked in a low voice: “Are you afraid of me?”

　　Song Yi adjusted her breathing and said calmly: “When have I ever been afraid of you?”

Song Yi adjusted her breathing and said calmly: “When have I ever been afraid of you?”

　　The corners of Gu Xingchuan’s mouth curled up, and his eyes traced his facial features with wanton evil, “If you’re not afraid of me, just play with me!”

　　What a big-headed fool you are! Song Yi almost couldn’t get up in one breath. She gritted her teeth and said, “Get out of here and don’t get mad at me in the middle of the night.”

　　Seeing that he was so angry, Gu Xingchuan stopped when he saw fit and released the restraint. Song Yi quickly withdrew her hand, sat up quickly, kept a safe distance, and looked at Gu Xingchuan warily.

Gu Xingchuan blinked innocently a few times, “I just asked you to play games with me, what are you thinking about?”

　　Song Yi took a deep breath and tried to calm down, “If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible. Don’t delay the treatment time.”

　　Gu Xingchuan touched his aching cheek and tightened his jaw, “It sounds like you are not sick. You are like an Omega.”

　　Song Yi’s anger that had just been extinguished resurfaced again. Normally he was a well-educated person and rarely got angry, but when it came to Gu Xingchuan, he would always find ways to make him lose his mind.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his joints cracked due to excessive exertion, which was particularly crisp in the silent night.

　　Gu Xingchuan stared at his fist for a second or two, then smiled playfully, “You want to fight me?”

　　With Gu Xingchuan’s tall and handsome physique, Song Yi knew that she couldn’t beat him and would not get any benefits. She might even get beaten up by Gu Xingchuan, which was not worth the loss.

　　Song Yi lay back stiffly, stretched out her hand to pull the quilt and rolled it up around her body, turning her back to Gu Xingchuan without saying a word.

He couldn’t be angry anymore and promised Director Yang that if he wanted to ease the relationship with Gu Xingchuan, he would have to tolerate this idiot for the time being.

　　One day, Gu Xingchuan must be killed to relieve his anger.

　　Gu Xingchuan stared at the back of his resisting head for a while, and said in a serious tone, “Song Yi, the back of your head is flat from sleep.”

　　He was telling the truth. He sat at the table behind Song Yi for three years in high school. The most he did was stare at Song Yi’s back. He was in class every time he looked at it. He knew exactly what the back of her head looked like. There was no one like him. It’s clearer.

Song Yi held her breath and ignored him. She slept deeply until dawn. The skylight outside penetrated the tent, forming a hazy shadow inside the tent. Birds were chirping and the waves were rolling.

　　The first thing he did when he woke up was reach out and touch the bottom of his butt gently. He breathed a sigh of relief when there was nothing strange.

　　As a new omega, he hasn’t even figured out that he is in estrus yet.

　　Gu Xingchuan was sleeping soundly, with a well-balanced and strong arm resting under his cheek. His light eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids. His nose was straight, his lips were thin and pale, and his slightly raised jawline looked like the effort of a painter. Sculpted, the whole face contains an air of arrogant nobility.

Although Gu Xingchuan is an idiot, Song Yi is quite convinced by this point. In order to receive high-level endorsements, many people in the industry go to some courses for famous ladies and gentlemen. Looking for Gu Xingchuan.

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　　A sparrow with dyed feathers is not a phoenix. Nobility is something that is innate. It is not built up by gorgeous clothes or words and deeds. It is a sense of superiority brought from the bottom of the body, coming from one’s own self-confidence. It is arrogant, as if others are not. It’s his backdrop.

　　This kind of charm can only be formed by growing up in a good environment for many years and getting used to the good things in this world.

Song Yi gestured her middle finger to Gu Xingchuan, feeling a little more comfortable. She was about to wash up when her cell phone vibrated under her pillow.

　　Song Yi took it out and took a look, then pressed to connect, “Xiaojie, what’s wrong?”

　　Song Jie called out, “Brother.” Hesitantly asked, “Brother, are you okay at home?”