[BL] The Vicious Villain Suffers in his heart [Book Wearing] (MTL)

Chapter 38

Compared with the photo of Xie Jingxian that Han Xingye had accidentally seen on his mother's desk, there was a big difference between the Xie Jingxian who appeared in front of him at the moment.

Xie Jingxian's eyes don't look as lonely, cold, and depressed as in the photo... At this moment, there is an imperceptible gentle smile in his eyes, and the whole person looks very gentle, as if he is in a good mood.

good mood? This is something he must never allow!

The pen in Han Xingye's hand left a deep scratch on the page. He tore off the soiled paper, made a ball with him, and sneered, "It doesn't matter if he is the young son of the Jiang's group or the Lin's group, playing with Xie Jingxian is just self-indulgent. Fall."

No matter who Xie Jingxian was close to or who he made friends with, if he wanted to clean up Xie Jingxian, even if the King of Heaven was protecting him, it wouldn't help.

Wu Yueze and Zhou Quan looked at Han Xingye's cold face,

There was a worried look in his eyes.

They all know this tantrum, and also know that Xie Jingxian's existence has always been a thorn in Han Xingye's heart. This time they met unexpectedly, hoping that nothing would happen.

After Jiang Yan met Han Xingye's eyes, he ignored him, but looked away indifferently.

Although the sun was shining brightly overhead, Jiang Wan's fingers were still cold because of the cold water used to wash the dishes. Glancing at Xie Jingxian's hand, which was also turning red with ice, Jiang Juan took out a glove from his pocket and handed one over.

"Here, put on some warmth."

Xie Jingxian glanced at Jiang Fan's red hand, which was also covered in ice, and said, "You can wear it."

Jiang Juan forced a glove into Xie Jingxian's hand: "Wear one for each person, on the right hand for taking notes, and the left hand in the pocket."

After speaking, he looked at Xie Jingxian's clothes, only to find that his clothes had no pockets.

Seeing the annoyed look flashing in Jiang Juan's eyes, Xie Jingxian had a light smile on his face, just as he was about to say it was okay, he saw Jiang Juan opened his right pocket: "It's okay, you can use my , down, warm."

Xie Jingxian didn't expect Jiang Juan to propose such a method, but was startled. The next moment, Jiang Juan motioned him to look at Wang Tuo and Xiao Yang in front of him, and they saw their hands in each other's pockets, warming each other's hands.

At that moment, Xie Jingxian felt a trace of loss in his heart, but his eyes were still gentle, and he shook his head and said, "No." Instead, he put on his gloves.

Jiang Fan hilariously, took Xie Jingxian's left hand into his pocket, and said with a smile, "It's all so familiar, don't be embarrassed."

Xie Jingxian's hand was in Jiang Yan's pocket, and he could feel Jiang Yan's faint body temperature passing through his fingertips.

Jiang Yan put his hand into the other pocket and said with a smile, "How is it, warm?"

Xie Jingxian moved his fingers, he looked into Jiang Lian's eyes, pursed his lips and hummed.

Jiang Yan also grinned, revealing neat little white teeth.

Xiao Yang turned his head to look for the figure of his classmates. As soon as he turned his head, he saw this picture, and he couldn't help rubbing Wang Tuo beside him with his arm.

Wang Tuo followed Xiao Yang's gaze and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

The hand he put in Xiao Yang's pocket moved, reminding him that the posture of the two of them at this time was similar to that of Xie Jingxian and Jiang Juan.

Xiao Yang looked at Wang Tuo, then looked at the hand he put in Wang Tuo's pocket, scratched his eyebrows, and said, "I don't think it's anything to do with you, but seeing them like this makes me blush and heartbeat. , always feel like there are pink bubbles floating around them that others can't get in."

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Yang took another look at Wang Tuo carefully, and said tentatively, "Is it because...you're not handsome enough? I don't feel that way?"

Wang Tuo put down his pen, moved his wrist, and said with a smile, "I didn't hear what you just said. Come on, can you say it again?"

Xiao Yang "..."

No, I didn't say anything.

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