My wife is a passerby villain

Yin Hang subconsciously took a step back.

An Tong hid her hands behind her back, then jumped in front of him, took out her mobile phone and handed it to him: "Here, I also left a message for you."

"Oh, thank you." Yin Hang took it.

"What are you thanking for?" An Tong tilted her head and said with a smile: "Tell me, did you miss me?"

Yin Hang scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I think..."

"What's wrong with you? Did I scare you?" An Tong's little face moved closer, but she was dodged before catching Yin Hang's eyes.

Yin Hang was silent for a moment, looked at An Tong apologetically, and said hesitantly: "I'm sorry."

"What...I'm sorry?" An Tong was stunned for a moment, and then she became nervous.

"It's about... liking you."

"Hey, what are you doing? You clearly said..." An Tong's tone suddenly panicked and she stared at Yin Hang: "You don't like it again? Who do you like, Jiang Shiyun? Didn't you say you like me?"

Are you kidding me or lying to me..."

"No, no, I mean..." Yin Hang hurriedly explained: "The call you made yesterday was probably because I liked you and bothered you. The college entrance examination is about to take place, and I made you cry yesterday. I'm really sorry.

Feel sorry."

"In the morning, I wanted to go to you to apologize, but I heard that you were called away. Now I just have the chance..."

Yin Hang didn't know how to talk about this.

I couldn't sleep last night. After reading the chat history several times, Yin Hang really felt sorry for this little girl.

It was obvious that I wanted to hug the protagonist, but in the end, I forced the other party to get involved, and in order to get closer, I had to say that I liked the other person.

Although Yin Hang knew that she didn't need to take the college entrance examination, she didn't know it herself.

If An Tong's parents knew that such a brat was bullying their daughter like this, they would probably come to greet her.

Now that the other party appeared in front of him again, Yin Hang was quite surprised. Normally, the other party should have signed the agreement and headed to the meeting place, and most likely he would be escorted by a special car.

But this is a way to apologize to the other party and save you the trouble of holding a grudge.

It was the other party's tone today that changed from the usual fierce tone, which made me feel weird.

After An Tong heard this, she raised her fist and hit Yin Hang hard on the shoulder.

"What's there to apologize for..." An Tong said with slightly red eyes: "I was almost scared to death just now. I thought you were going to say you don't like me again."

"I never said I didn't like you, right?" Yin Hang covered his beaten shoulder, feeling a little unjustly accused.

"Really, it seems true, but I still can't believe it..." An Tong pouted.

"That's it." Yin Hang's head was desperately thinking about what to say next, and after a long time he said: "Then I will also think of a way to make you believe me."

"Then..." An Tong said hesitantly: "Say what you said last night again?"

"last night?"

"Yes, that's the sentence," An Tong lowered her head and kept rubbing the corners of her clothes and said, "What explanation, what about the rest of my life."

"That sentence in the recording?" Yin Hang was a little impressed.

An Tong hid his feet and said: "I forgot to save it... Just say it again and I will record it this time!"

"Forehead……"

Yin Hang didn't quite understand. Why should I say it again? Why should I record it?

In order to threaten yourself, it's not so childish, right?

Is it for malicious editing to tease her bestie?

With her character, it's really not possible.

Having said that, it's not like Yin Hang hasn't guessed in that direction.

But based on statistics, it is impossible.

As soon as Yin Hang finished speaking, An Tong snatched his phone directly. After some skillful operation, he opened the recording software and at the same time moved it to Yin Hang's mouth and said, "Let's get started."

Yin Hang apologized awkwardly: "I can't remember clearly."

"It's just... I like you. I will explain it to you word for word and spend the rest of my life proving it to you." When An Tong said this, she made a strange cooing sound in her throat like a kitten, and then

Then he immediately added: "Ah, no, the order is wrong. I like you at the back. Remember to change it."

"good……"

When An Tong turned the recording back on, when Yin Hang was about to speak, she interrupted again.

"Can't you get closer to the microphone? How are you going to record this?"

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment. He was indeed a little far away. Then he lowered his head slightly and moved closer to the microphone of the mobile phone. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he found that the mobile phone was taken away again.

"Come closer."

"It's still far!"

"Come... closer."

An Tong held the mobile phone and guided Yin Hang forward little by little, and finally put it to her ear as if she was making a phone call.

"Can't... get closer?" An Tong's voice was so thin that she couldn't even hear her.

From this distance, Yin Hang could clearly see the roots of An Tong's red ears.

"Um...An, An Tong." Yin Hang said completely stuttering.

"What's wrong?" An Tong raised her head slightly, her whole face was so red that it was almost bleeding, her lips trembled slightly and she said, "It's okay to get closer..."

Although Yin Hang has a low emotional intelligence, he is not a fool, and he cannot be like the male protagonist in Japanese anime, who is so slow as to drag out the plot for twelve episodes.

He has played so many galgames, and he knows these performances by heart, but he just doesn't believe that it will happen to him.

But now, he was really panicking.

Something must be wrong!

"Hurry up, the recording has already started!" An Tong complained weakly, while shyly turning her head to the right.

Yin Hang hammered his thigh desperately, and after calming down a little, he leaned forward with an extremely stiff face, and then saw An Tong...slowly closing her eyes.

No, don’t be like this, you will really misunderstand me!

Yin Hang had no choice but to hold his breath and continue to lean forward at an extremely slow speed until he could see the other person's hair clearly. A dry cough sounded behind Yin Hang.

The two of them were so frightened that they shrank their necks at the same time.

Yin Hang quickly turned his head and found a female teacher carrying a small black bag staring at the two of them angrily.

No, isn’t this timing too coincidental?!

"Uh...Teacher, you misunderstood." Yin Hang quickly explained in a low voice.

"I've been looking here for two minutes because I was afraid of misunderstanding. Then I misunderstood something and I was still pulling my sleeves!"

Yin Hang was startled and found An Tong hiding behind him for no apparent reason, tugging at his sleeve tightly.

"They are still in the third year of high school..." The female teacher looked at the school uniforms of the two of them and scolded: "What time is it? If you can't do it, go home and review. Don't influence others here! Okay, which class are you in? Name."

"Ba Po..." An Tong muttered softly.

"What did you say?" The teacher must have heard it and glared fiercely at Yin Hang's back.

An Tong pouted, moved to Yin Hang's side in small steps, and said, "I said, I'm from Class 572... Uh-huh!"

An Tong was just about to say his name when he was suddenly picked up by Yin Hang, like he was plucking an onion.

"run!"