Transmigrated until the sickly villain is blackened

It turned out that he came to question her.

Gu Siyin has been enduring it until now, even she has to wonder if Xu Jiali really doesn't like her. Even though he is the same person as Xu Jiali nine years later, he has no memory and no memory of the time he had with her.

All the memories of those things that happened, he didn't even know who she was, and she had interfered in his past. It was all unclear how Xu Jiali, who had forgotten all these things, could really fall in love with her at first sight as he said.

While she firmly believed that Xu Jiali must still like her, she felt panicked because she couldn't feel any of Xu Jiali's actions. She was also thinking about how far she would have to go to attract her again if this tug-of-war ended in failure.

Xu Jiali’s attention.

It wasn't until this moment that Gu Siyin realized that it turned out that the person who lost this tug of war was not her.

How long has this been going on? It’s been almost two months. I’ve been able to endure it until now.

"I don't understand what Senior Xu means."

Xu Jiali's eyes were heavy. His face no longer had the gentle yet distant smile. The smile on his face disappeared completely. He stared at Gu Siyin and asked: "Is it true that I don't know or is it...

Playing dumb."

The angrier and angrier he got, the more joy in Gu Siyin's heart amplified.

Gu Siyin finally spoke.

"Oh, that person, does it mean that I recall the past from my senior? I am very concerned about who I remember my former beloved senior through. What does this have to do with you? Didn't you ask me not to do this again?

I’ve been pestering you. Now that I’ve done what you wanted and haven’t done anything that bothers you anymore, why are you asking me if you’re the only one who’s like him? Of course it’s not just you who’s like him, there are other people as well, like Senior Eleven.

It's not very similar. To be honest, I found it annoying at first because I don't really like people who take the initiative. That person has never taken the initiative and would even do things to make me take the initiative, so I didn't have a good impression of Song Shiyi at first.

However, he seems to have made a lot of efforts to meet me recently. This incident is a bit similar to him. In order to reveal my identity, that person also forced me to admit my feelings for him and did many things that were incomprehensible——

"

Her eyes fell on Xu Jiali, with a mocking smile on her face, as if she was looking at someone through Xu Jiali again.

Xu Jiali has always been very restrained. He doesn't like the feeling that can make him lose control, not at all. He also doesn't like Gu Siyin who always looks at other people through him, but such eyes still make him lose control.

.

The more I don't want to care, the harder it is to control it. The more I want to uproot the budding feelings, the deeper I get stuck. The more I tell myself not to care, the more he is the one who will be doomed in the end.

It's hard to control your emotions, why should you suppress them?

"Shut up." He finally lost control and got angry at her.

Before Gu Siyin had time to react, Xu Jiali grabbed her, opened a private room in front of a large crowd and pushed Gu Siyin in. There was no one inside yet, so it was probably a private room reserved by someone, and everything was placed.

, but Xu Jiali pushed her in.

The door slammed shut.

"Shut up, stop talking." Jealousy was about to boil over, and the man continued in a hoarse voice: "I told you to shut up."

"Xu Jiali, you-" He didn't even finish the next sentence. In order to shut her up, he lowered his head and kissed her.

He kissed her, clasped her hand, pressed her against the wall and kissed her. The sound of her gasping, the close contact with her body, and the warmth from the palm of her hand, against her clothes, were about to burn Gu Siyin's whole body.

Biting her lips and kissing her was not a gentleman at all. There was no light inside and it was pitch black. He kissed her like this so roughly that he seemed to vent all his jealousy on her.

The more we kiss, the more desperate we become. The more desperate we become, the more we kiss.

Admit it.

He was almost crazy with jealousy.