Living with the School Grass for the First Volume Starting Cohabitation 9

  "You don't want to see me? Then get out of here quickly, what are you doing in my room?" I shouted loudly at him, pointing to the door with my finger.

  "You, don't be too excessive. This is my home, and you actually tell me to get out." The perverted man said with gritted teeth, staring at me.

  He seemed to have blown up, really blown up, his face was iron-blue and iron-blue, with a straight vein bursting on his forehead.

  But seeing him so angry, I have a kind of pleasure in my heart. Humph, why is it always me who gets angry? It's time for you to get angry too.

  "Yes, this is your home, but this is my room. I told you to get out, why aren't you getting out?" I said with a sense of satisfaction.

  The angrier he gets, the more pleased I am.

  "You, you dare to tell me to get out?" The perverted man stared at me with a fierce gaze, his hands tightly gripping my shoulders, his eyes emitting a chill that seemed to have been frozen for a thousand years.

  Looking at his icy gaze, it seemed as if a stream of cold air was constantly flowing into my body, very cold, freezing me to the point where I was shivering.

  "You, you can rest assured, it hurts so much." I cried out in pain, struggling hard to escape his grasp, but he had a strong grip, tightly holding my shoulders, hurting me so much that I was tearing up.

  Maybe he saw me shedding tears, so he let go of me and looked at me with a mixture of lies and confusion: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Now it's my turn to be wronged. If anyone should cry, it's me, okay?"

  "You cry too." I said unwillingly.

  Don't I even have the right to cry? Can only he cry and I'm not allowed to cry?

  I felt more and more wronged.

  "A big man like me wouldn't cry," said the pervert disdainfully. "You shouldn't be crying either."

  "Why are you being so overbearing? You're not crying, does that mean I'm not allowed to cry either?" I said, sobbing and wiping away tears.

  "I didn't mean it like that, so why are you crying?" The perverted guy finally showed some conscience.

  "You're holding me so tightly it must be all black and blue, I'm in pain, can't I even cry?" I said gently rubbing my shoulder.

  "Does it really hurt? Let me see." At this time, I felt the pervert's eyes looking at me with a sympathetic gaze.

  But that must be an illusion, he wouldn't be so kind-hearted, how could he possibly care about me, and even if he did, he wouldn't grab my shoulder with such force.

  "Get away, don't touch me!" When the perverted man looked at my shoulder, I dodged him. Who wants to let him see? He's not that kind-hearted, he must be thinking of taking advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of me again. This pervert, don't I know him already?

  "I'll take a look." The pervert is really perverted.

  "I don't want to." After saying that, she ran into her room. Just then, Aunt Lan came in.

  Aunt Lan looked at me with a sympathetic expression and said, "Qiqi, what's wrong? Why are you looking teary-eyed? Who bullied you?"

  "It's him." I pointed at the pervert and said. At this time, I must grasp him tightly and not let go, I must let Aunt Lan give him a good scolding.

  "What's wrong? How did he bully you? I just asked him to get fruit for you, how could he bully you?" Lan aunt said, seemingly not believing us.