Chapter 9: Volume 1 Chapter 9  Dangerous Professor Makes My Soul Swoon (9)

She still remembered that Huo Yin originally intended to go out of town to handle some matters.

Huo Yin looked at the girl's cheeks, flushed rose-red like roses, for a while; deep down he actually felt an impulse to kiss her, he suppressed it with effort, his voice carried a barely perceptible hoarseness, and he softly let out an "en".

Jiang Zhi, feeling satisfied, unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car.

Standing outside the car, she waved at him and then left.

Huo Yin lowered the car window, allowing the outside snowflakes to drift inside; his usually pitch-black, lightless pupils surged with emotions he could hardly restrain.

The girl's reflection in his pupils gradually faded away, gradually disappearing.

Huo Yin closed the car window, his long fingers gripping the steering wheel tightened, and he raised his other hand to his chest.

His violently irregular heartbeat throbbed against his palm, beat after beat.

Back home, lying on the bed, Jiang Zhi became like a salted fish, lying still, trying to ease her abdominal discomfort.

777's voice interrupted her blank mind: "Villain Huo Yin Favorability: 86."

Even 777 found it unbelievable; in just a few days, the favorability seemed to have taken a rocket, rising from over 20 to 86.

It seemed to have underestimated this host.

He is completely a genius at conquest.

Putting her in the Cannon Fodder Team before was truly a waste of talent.

Jiang Zhi's face showed no joy, only resignation to her menstrual pain.

Back when she was cannon fodder, who could survive until her period came; even if she did, it wouldn't be as painful as now.

777 wondered: "Is it really that painful?"

Jiang Zhi had tears at the corners of her eyes: "Let you try it and you'll know."

777: "." Sorry, it is a system, it will never menstruate.

That latter sentence, 777 did not say.

It gathered energy in Jiang Zhi's abdomen.

After feeling the warmth in her abdomen, Jiang Zhi was delighted: "You have this function, why didn't you use it earlier?"

777 had a black line across its face: "I am an intelligent system, not a belly warmer."

After saying that, it thought of something and reminded her: "You still need 14 points of favorability before you start raising hatred value. Here the villain's hatred value is different from other worlds, extremely dangerous, posing a threat to life; you must be very careful."

Jiang Zhi, the salted fish, turned over and asked: "How dangerous is it?"

777's voice was quite solemn: "You are the 392nd host assigned to this department; before you, the 391 hosts, many died at the villain's hands before even starting the conquest; you are the first to make the villain's favorability reach over 70."

So from now on, I also cannot help you.

Jiang Zhi's abdomen was warm, her menstrual pain eased a bit; she listened attentively, then nodded and said: "I will do my best."

In Jiang Zhi's dictionary, there is no failure or success, only taking one step at a time.

777 was furious at her salted-fish attitude.

During the time Huo Yin was away on a business trip, Jiang Zhi lived very comfortably; her wisdom tooth inflammation subsided, and her period ended.

She also went to every food snack street, and still planned to go eat local snacks from other places.

Besides that, she did not forget her mission, occasionally sending Huo Yin a text message to enhance their feelings.

During this time, Huo Yin's favorability toward her had already reached the major milestone of 89 points.

In the favorability chart, 80 points means liking; only reaching 90 counts as "love".

Once "love" is reached, favorability becomes extremely hard to decrease, making it easy to raise hatred value at that time.

Hatred value, as the name suggests, is the target's hatred toward you.

Only when favorability reaches 100 will hatred value begin to increase.

In two days it will be the Spring Festival; snowfall decreases, ground snow gradually melts, the commercial street becomes lively again, with crowds of people coming and going.

After receiving the news that Huo Yin was returning, Jiang Zhi got up early, tidied herself, called a taxi, and went to the airport.

The airport was crowded with people, most of whom were returning home for the New Year.

After Huo Yin's flight arrived, people began to exit the exit one after another.

Jiang Zhi was short in the crowd; even on tiptoe she could not see what was inside.

She also accidentally stepped on a male student's foot behind her; she hurriedly apologized embarrassedly: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

The male student, who was also waiting for someone here, felt no pain from being stepped on, opened his mouth to say something, but froze upon seeing the girl's appearance.

The girl wore a knitted cap, the fluffy pom-pom on top swaying with her apology; her rich, fair complexion took on a peach hue, her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her rose-red lips were naturally crimson without needing makeup.

The male student had never seen such a beautiful girl; not even female celebrities in the entertainment industry could compare to her.

"No, it's fine." The male student finally regained his voice, staring blankly at her.

Seeing his dazed look made Jiang Zhi more nervous; she extended her slender white finger, waving it before his eyes, and asked: "You, really okay?"

The male student was about to say more when a man suddenly pushed through the crowd and blocked the girl in front of him.

The man was much taller than him, his tall and slender figure completely shielding the girl; his appearance was peerlessly handsome, yet exuded a stern, icy aura.

Without saying a word, he reached out and gripped the girl's wrist, about to leave.

Seeing this, the male student's heart tightened; he followed up and asked: "Who are you? Why are you pulling someone away to run? Does she know you?"

The man stopped, turned his head coldly to look at him, a hint of chill in his pupils, and said: "I am her boyfriend."

The male student was stunned, then looked toward the girl.

The girl's cheeks flushed red, her eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of her mouth curved with a smile.

Even so, it was still not apparent that the male student was actually blind.

And Jiang Zhi, after being led out of the airport by the man, stopped, her gaze falling on their joined hands.

"Who is he?"

Jiang Zhi paused, dazed, lifted her brow, her eyes glistening, "I don't know him—I just accidentally stepped on his foot."

Huo Yin calmed down; when he came out and saw the girl talking to a strange boy, he felt an urge to go over and kill that boy.

He hadn't forgotten the boy's obsessive gaze as the girl spoke.

Her face is too beautiful.

Anyone who has seen her will easily fall for her.

Just like a poppy with deadly allure.

Luring people into hell, they do so willingly.

Jiang Zhi blinked, recalling what he had just told that boy—that she was his girlfriend—and asked with a smile, "Are you telling the truth?"

Huo Yin asked, "What words?"

Jiang Zhi leaned toward him, her lips parting, "You're my boyfriend."

Huo Yin: "."

Jiang Zhi shook their joined hands, displeased, "Could it be that you lied to him? How could you say such a thing?"

A brief happiness.

Huo Yin could no longer restrain himself; he pulled her into his embrace, cupped her face, and kissed her.

Upon contact with the girl's tender, soft lips, the man paused a moment, then involuntarily pried open her lips, delved into her warm, moist mouth, and tangled with her tongue, sucking and licking.

Fragrant and sweet.

Just like the girl.

That feeling almost made Huo Yin lose control.

Jiang Zhi was forced to endure the man's frenzied, plundering kiss; her jaw unconsciously lifted, and her fair cheeks flushed with an alluring crimson.

Only when someone passed by did the man release her, then hold her tightly in his arms.

Jiang Zhi had not yet recovered from the fierce, scorching kiss; her dark eyes glistened with moisture, the corners reddened, as if she had been harshly bullied.

Huo Yin gently rubbed the corner of her eye with his fingertip, his pupils deep and dark.

Just like that.

In this lifetime, she belongs to him.