Jiujiu sneered: "You dream."

He treated her like this and wanted her to fall in love with him. Do you really think she is a pervert with masochism?

Meng Ke didn't care about Jiujiu's sarcasm. He gently touched Jiujiu's forehead like he was treating an ignorant child, and said with a smile: "I'll prepare breakfast."

After a while, Meng Ke walked in with porridge and side dishes.

Because considering that Jiujiu's throat is inconvenient to swallow, the side dishes are cut into small pieces that are easier to swallow. The porridge is boiled with soft and sticky aroma, exuding a strong rice fragrance, which makes Jiujiu, who has been hungry, unable to help swallowing saliva, wanting to feast to satisfy his appetite.

Jiujiu has eaten nothing until now. Even though her reason told her not to eat what Meng Ke gave her, her stomach, which had been empty for a long time, made a muffled sound.

Jiujiu looked serious and looked at her as if she was facing a great enemy. With the dull sound of Jiujiu's belly, she looked like a stubborn child.

Mencius chuckled, put the food on the bedside table aside, and turned around and left to facilitate Jiujiu's meal.

After a while, Meng Ke left, he heard the sound of chopsticks touching the bowl from inside the house.

After Jiujiu finished eating, Meng Ke went into the house and brought the dishes and chopsticks out.

After dinner, Jiujiu went directly to the bathroom and saw her current appearance.

There was a circle of obvious pinching marks on her neck, and even the blue-black bruises appeared near her jaw when her fingers pinched hard.

She looked like a woman who had escaped from death at this moment.

She could only stay in this room, like a canary trapped in a cage.

You can't go out or you can't go out.

Jiujiu sat on the balcony, looking at the beautiful leaves with wind shattering outside, her eyes were a little more desolate.

The leaves outside the house were like her. They would be blown down from the treetops by Meng Ke at some point, falling to the ground, and let others trample on them to become a humble mud.

A creaking sound.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

As soon as he sank, he was covered with a soft shawl. Mencius's voice was gentle and said in her ear: "What are you doing when you sit here?"

"Where will I sit here if I don't sit here?" Jiujiu turned her head and looked at Meng Ke and asked, "Meng Ke, what do you want?"

Instead of killing her, but saying something to make her like him. Could it be that there is paranoia?

Meng Ke walked to Jiujiu and gently stroked his fingers across Jiujiu's hair: "If I say, you are the only one I want, do you believe it?"

Jiujiu raised her hand and knocked down the palm that Meng Ke placed above her head, and said firmly: "I don't believe it."

Meng Ke’s actions did not have any slightest care except for trampling on her self-esteem, so what Meng Ke wanted was definitely not her.

"Why don't you believe it?" Meng Ke pinched Jiujiu's jaw and forced Jiujiu to look up at him: "I came here for you, stayed for you, and even possessed you. Isn't my performance obvious enough?"

Jiujiu smiled sarcastically: "You don't like this."

"What is love?" A trace of confusion flashed through Meng Ke's eyes.

"If you like her, it's good, not shameless possession. In my opinion, your behavior is no different from a robber. What you do is not like at all, but possessiveness is at work."

After Jiujiu finished speaking, she stopped paying attention to Meng Ke.

Meng Ke fell into a long silence, but by the evening, Meng Ke's attitude towards Jiujiu was much better than before.

In the next few days, Meng Ke was like a child who had only learned to respect others, working hard to please Jiujiu in his almost clumsy way.

Meng Ke's actions made Jiujiu's heart that had been cold and hard, and she began to try to accept Meng Ke's kindness to her.

At least, when Meng Ke tried to touch her hair, she would no longer reach out to knock Meng Ke's palm off.

After feeling that Jiujiu had begun to accept her rather than firmly oppose her, Meng Ke also smiled a little more sincerely.

As the end of the period approached, Jiujiu stayed in Meng Ke's house for two days, then used a scarf to cover the scars on her neck and went to school again.

Jiujiu's words that day made Qian Xiaoxiao feel a little more threatening. This time, Qian Xiaoxiao no longer dared to instigate Fang Yu to find trouble. Instead, she looked like a puppy and was very well-behaved.

Fang Yu was originally a mad dog tamed by Qian Xiaoxiao. Her owner was well-behaved, so she naturally would not continue to act like a demon.

Two days before the final exam, Jiujiu was reading a book in the study room that day. There was a noise outside. Jiujiu raised her head and saw the people in the study room rushing out like a tide. Jiujiu grabbed someone and asked, "What's wrong?"

The boy who was caught by Jiujiu turned his head unconsciously. After seeing that the person who caught him was a beautiful girl like Jiujiu, the anger on his face instantly turned gentle. He even stopped and explained to Jiujiu patiently: "Someone confessed his love outside."

In short, those people go to watch the fun.

After the boy finished speaking, he smiled friendlyly at Jiujiu and walked out quickly.

The noisy library became empty because of the confession outside, and the noise outside became louder and louder, so it was meaningless to stay here. Jiujiu thought about it, got up and walked out, preparing to follow the crowd to watch the fun.

Jiujiu is low and slender. With a beautiful face, she quickly rushed to the bottom of the team.

What Jiujiu didn't expect was that he knew the confessor and the confessor.

The person who confessed was Fang Yu, and the person who was confessed was Meng Ke.

A few days ago, a snowfall caused Meng Ke to take off his suit and put on a down jacket.

If ordinary people wear down jackets, they will definitely look a little bloated. However, Meng Ke is tall and long legs. Even if she wears down jackets, she is still as tall as a pine tree.

Influenced by Jiujiu, Meng Ke recently especially likes to wear a gray wool scarf of the same color as Jiujiu, with his handsome face and the slightly gentle golden silk-edged eyes on the bridge of his nose. It looks like the scholar walking out of a book, charming and tight.

The moment she saw Meng Ke, Fang Yu's heart thumped in her chest, walked to Meng Ke with big steps, knelt on one knee, held up the ninety-nine roses in her hand, looked at Meng Ke with admiration, and put the roses up to Meng Ke, and said shyly: "Teacher Meng, I like you, are you willing to be my boyfriend?"

After the rape case some time ago, Fang Yu became famous in the whole school.

Although most people sympathize with Fang Yu's unfortunate experience, when the school is old, some disharmonious remarks will inevitably occur. For example, it must be that she has a problem. If she is fine, why so many people on the street don't rape her and insist on rape her wise remarks. (To be continued)
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