my villain is too cute

Chapter 196 My Little Poor (10)

Han Jin leaned against Xie Huan's shoulder, pushed him away, touched his cheek, and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Xie Huan's breath became gloomy, and his voice was low and aggrieved: "You push me."

Seeing that he seemed unable to hear his own words, Han Jin frowned, hugged him tightly again, and gently rubbed his soft hair with his palm: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have pushed you."

Hearing this, Xie Huan kissed Han Jin's cheek, buried his head in her arms, felt the gentle caress on his head, and squinted his eyes contentedly, like a lazy Persian cat.

Han Jin stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, and was slightly taken aback. The cutie has changed too much, her temper and temperament are different, but she can feel that it is not a dual personality.

"System, blackening value."

【Drip, everything is normal】

The blackening value cannot be accurately measured, but everything is normal, as it was originally.

Then, what happened that she didn't know...

"Sister, you are in a daze!"

Hearing the cute voice, Han Jin came back to his senses, and said guiltyly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't be in a daze."

Xie Huan snorted softly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He hugged her cold neck tightly and kissed her cheek.

His upper body was pressed against her tightly,
Han Jin can almost feel every bone and skin of the boy,

"Can't……."

Hearing this, Xie Huan pursed her lips unhappily, her breathing was a little disordered, and she rubbed her head against her neck with a strong sense of grievance.

Han Jin froze, not daring to move, and helplessly hugged the little cutie in his arms...

As the sky gradually darkened, Xie Huan slowly opened his eyes, his black pupils were full of confusion.

"woke up?"

Han Jin lowered his eyes to look at the confused little cutie, pinched his rosy cheeks with his white and slender fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up when you wake up, I'm going to cook."

Xie Huan raised his eyes to look at Han Jin, blinked his thick eyelashes, looked bewildered, came back to his senses and hurried down.

Han Jin looked at the stunned person sitting on the bed, and pampered his messy hair: "What's wrong?"

Xie Huan tightly pursed his lips and did not speak, his white hands were clenched by his sides, his knuckles turned white, and he felt a little uneasy.

Han Jin leaned over to hug the flustered cutie, and comforted him gently: "I'll cook first, don't think too much about it."

Xie Huan tightly grasped Han Jin's white shirt, no emotion could be seen on his face, and his voice was low: "Okay."

Han Jin got up and went to the kitchen, although he felt strange, but seeing that the cutie didn't want to say more, he didn't ask.

Xie Huan sat motionless on the bed, looking down at the book next to the pillow.

The moonlight outside the window quietly shone on his thin body, faintly revealing a sense of despair.

After a while, I slowly reached out and put my hand on the dreamy and beautiful cover of the fairy tale book, and gently stroked it.

His movements were a little stiff, and he murmured, "Why does it always have to be like this..."

Xie Huan's voice was barely audible, and the depths of her beautiful eyes were dark and dead silent. A gleam of light slowly overflowed from the eye sockets, piercing through the moonlight and dripping onto the quilt, soaking into the soft fabric, as if nothing had happened.

When Han Jin came out again, he saw the little cutie leaning against the bedside to read a book as usual.

(End of this chapter)