Quick Transmigration: She’s a Heartbreaker

"I'm so sad...I don't know where I can go." Jiang Xun raised his head and looked at Duan Qingchu's eyes. Her appearance with pear blossoms and rain was simply breathtaking.

Anyway, she is also a demon girl who is damaging the country, and it is too easy for her to seduce ordinary people. Even though Duan Qingchu is an iceberg, it must be melted by her.

Jiang Xun's face was pale, and his lips became bloodless and pink. Duan Qingchu felt a little pain and wanted to take her into his arms.

Duan Qingchu frowned and asked: "Why do you wear so little on the road, don't you know to wait indoors?"

His tone was a bit heavy, Jiang Xun was a little hurt when he heard it, and his eye circles seemed to be red.

"Don't be aggressive with me, I'm so sad."

Duan Qingchu was taken aback, a little annoyed, "I didn't blame you."

Jiang Xun lowered his head and did not speak.

"Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't blame you." Duan Qingchu said nervously, "Then you tell me what happened?" Duan Qingchu asked.

Jiang Xun shook his head and bit his lip. "Can I go to your house for one night?"

Duan Qingchu was stunned, "Yes."

"Thank you!" Jiang Xun shuddered as he finished speaking and shrank his shoulders.

"Get in the car first, it's cold outside."

Jiang Xun gave a soft "um" and followed him into the car. After a while, Jiang Xun fell asleep in the passenger seat.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the community where Duan Qingchu lived. They rented a split-level apartment near the school. He lived here when he was not on vacation.

Duan Qingchu parked the car in her garage and was about to get off, but saw Jiang Xun's sleeping face charming and cute. Duan Qingchu couldn't bear to disturb, so she had to sit aside and wait for her to wake up.

Of course Jiang Xun was not really asleep, although she closed her eyes, she could feel Duan Qingchu looking at her.

She seemed to have a bad dream, frowning all the time.

Duan Qingchu's eyes were deep and he couldn't help but want to reach out and smooth her brows.

When his hand was about to touch her soft skin, he abruptly held back.

At this time, Jiang Xun opened his eyes just right.

"Qingchu." She looked sleepy, and her soft voice was soft and weak, which made people feel distressed and itchy.

"Wake up?" Duan Qingchu looked at the side and said softly.

"Yeah." Jiang Xun nodded, her small face turned red from the warmth, but her eyes were still confused, and she didn't seem to wake up yet.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Xun swayed like he was about to fall after two steps.

"What's wrong?" Duan Qingchu asked worriedly.

"My feet are numb, it hurts."

Before Duan Qingchu could speak, Jiang Xun took the initiative to reach out and support his arm, half of his body was close to him.

Duan Qingchu's expression changed and changed, his back tightened, and red clouds appeared on his cheeks. He hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to help her walk forward step by step.

This is a sweet suffering for Duan Qingchu.

After entering the house, Duan Qingchu helped her sit down on the sofa. After letting her go, Duan Qingchu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a bit disappointed.

"I'll pour you a glass of water." Duan Qingchu walked quickly into the kitchen.

Jiang Xun looked at the house and thought, it really is a cold-blooded style, and the decoration style is the same as the character of the owner of the house.

Jiang Xun drank hot water and his body became much warmer. The two sat for a while. Duan Qingchu said, "Can you tell me what happened now?"

Jiang Xun was silent for a while before saying, "My sister likes Ling Chen, and Ling Chen kissed her yesterday."

Duan Qingchu said in shock: "How could this be?"

Jiang Xun red eyes, "I don't know, my sister asked me to give Ling Chen to her."

Duan Qingchu frowned, "How can she do this... Then what do you think?"

"I..." Jiang Xun bit his lower lip, as if he was enduring pain, his eyes were watery, "I want to break up with Ling Chen."

Seeing her like this, Duan Qingchu felt very uncomfortable and wanted to hug her, but he really didn't know how to comfort her, especially when he heard that Jiang Xun was about to break up with Ling Chen, he was actually happy. This made him spurn his selfishness, and was angry that Ling Chen didn't cherish Jiang Xun.

"Did you tell Ling Chen?"

"Not yet, I ran out from home, I don't want to see my sister, I don't want to go home." Jiang Xun covered his face, extremely vulnerable.

"Then you can stay here for a few days, I have a guest room here, I will help you clean up later." Duan Qingchu finished speaking, a little embarrassed, afraid that she would find his thoughts.

Jiang Xun said gratefully: "Qingchu, thank you. I don't need to stay for a few days. I can stay for one night. I can live in the dormitory. I came out too suddenly tonight. There is nothing in the dormitory."

Duan Qingchu nodded, "Well, then I will help you clean up the room."

"I'll be with you." Jiang Xun blinked, "Which room is it?"

"Here, upstairs."

"Do you live upstairs, too?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Well, there is no bedroom downstairs. I changed the previous bedroom into a studio and study room." Duan Qingchu said.

"Can I take a look?" Jiang Xun was quite curious.

"Yes, where do you want to see?"

"Look at the studio first, do you usually paint?" Jiang Xun asked.

Duan Qingchu said: "Okay..."

He paused as soon as he said a word. Thinking of the things in the studio, he quickly said: "The studio is a bit messy."

"It's okay, I'll take a look, it won't move your things, or is it...inconvenient?"

Duan Qingchu hesitantly did not know what to say.

Jiang Xun blinked and said jokingly, "Are you painting a portrait of a **** model or something?"

"No, I don't draw those."

"Well then, I won't go in if it's inconvenient."

Duan Qingchu heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Let's take you upstairs to see your bedroom."

"Ok."

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The upstairs decoration is similar to the downstairs style, but with more bright colors, and there is also a waiting room. Although it is smaller than the downstairs, there are many pictures taken by Duan Qingchu on the wall, all of which are decorated with exquisite frames. Hanging on the wall, the photos have different styles, but they are very distinctive.

"Do you often go out to take pictures?" Jiang Xun asked.

"Sometimes, do you like it?" Duan Qingchu looked interested in her.

"Well, I want to learn too." She said sincerely.

"I can teach you." Duan Qingchu smiled faintly.

"Okay, do you have any other photos? I want to see."

"Others are in the computer, and there are some in the camera," Duan Qingchu said.

"can I see?"

"Yes, then you have to go to the study room downstairs, you come with me."

The study room is very large, with several large bookcases full of books, as well as many photos and magazines. Jiang Xun flipped through the pages and found many photos of Duan Qingchu. The feeling of taking hard photos was completely different from that of himself. He is colder and tougher, his eyes are very cold and firm under the lens, catching people's attention.

Duan Qingchu turned on the computer to show her, looked for one sheet for a while, and asked him: "These seem to have been taken a long time ago. Have they been taken recently?"

"Well, in the camera, it hasn't been exported yet."

"Can I see it?"

Duan Qingchu nodded, "Yes."

He went to the car to fetch the camera, and transferred the photos to the computer. Jiang Xun clicked on the folder and saw his own photos.

Duan Qingchu had forgotten the photos he took, but it was too late to block, Jiang Xun had already seen it.

Jiang Xun said blankly: "Is this me?"

Under the dim light, Jiang Xun was the focal point of the whole street. Her face was amazingly beautiful, her expression was fragile and helpless, and her sitting posture seemed aggrieved, but she was so beautiful.

"Well, I'm sorry, without your consent."

"Why do you want to shoot me?" Jiang Xun looked back at him.

Duan Qingchu's heartbeat slowed by half a beat, and to be honest, "I think it's beautiful, so I can't help but shoot."

"Really? Do you think I am beautiful?"

"Yeah." Duan Qingchu looked at her and said seriously.

The two looked at each other. For a long time, Jiang Xun asked him: "Then do you like me?"

They were so close, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Duan Qingchu's breathing became hot, and he didn't know how to answer.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Xun suddenly smiled and said: "Just kidding." Then he turned to look at the computer.

Duan Qingchu's heart tightened and he almost blurted out that he liked it, but missed the best opportunity to speak.

He regretted a little, and sighed secretly.

"I'll go to the bathroom." After a while, Jiang Xun stood up and said.

"Yeah." Duan Qingchu was still immersed in the emotions just now, and responded in a low voice.

Jiang Xun walked out of the study, showing a smile, charming and charming, just now Duan Qingchu's favor has increased.

She didn't go to the bathroom, but directly opened the door of the studio. She didn't expect that there would be so many sketches of her in the studio.

Smiling, frowning, pursing, quiet... It's all her, the most conspicuous one in the middle is a profile picture.

Most of the rest is not completed, but this painting is very detailed and lifelike.

Duan Qingchu waited for a while, then recovered and walked out of the study. The studio was facing the study. He directly saw Jiang Xun standing in a daze in front of the picture in the studio.

Duan Qingchu was taken aback, feeling very nervous, and a little anticipating.

He slowly approached her, walked behind her, gathered courage, reached out and hugged her from behind her.

He felt Jiang Xun's body froze, but did not push him away.

Duan Qingchu called her name firmly and nervously, "Jiang Xun."

Jiang Xun didn't turn his head, and asked him with an "um", "You drew these?"