Villain [Rebirth]

"Is there any need to think about it?" Jiang Cifeng asked the little fatty of the Song family: "You should be grateful and promise me, now, immediately."

Song Qi's feeling of unhappiness suddenly increased, and he asked angrily, "You saved me so that I can punish you for copying for the rest of my life!"

"What kind of calligrapher are you? How many scriptures are copied worth my life?"

"Otherwise!" Song Qi raised his head and stared directly at Jiang's soul with rounded eyes: "Then why did you risk your life to protect me!"

The room suddenly became quiet.

Jiang's squinting gaze at Song Qi gradually changed from contempt to a little guilt.

And the little guilt in his eyes is like foxtail scratching back and forth in Song Qi's heart.

Inexplicably, Song Qi's ears started to feel hot, and he regretted asking this question.

The silence continues.

Both boys were eager to break the unseasonable silence.

But Song Qi didn't take the initiative to change the subject.

He was looking forward to Jiang's answer.

Why, risk your life to protect him like this?

But Jiang Cifeng didn't know how to answer.

He hadn't thought about it before.

It seemed to be a matter of course to risk his life to save the little fatty of the Song family.

Otherwise, what can he do?

You can't throw Song Qi there and run away by yourself, right?

This is the same as when his mother or sister was in distress, he hesitated whether to save or not, and only how to save could reduce the consideration of losses.

All in all, before Song Qi asked this question, Jiang Cifeng always took it for granted.

But after Song Qi asked, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Why did he treat the little fat boy of the Song family the same way he treated his mother and younger sister?

This is a startling question.

Jiang Cifeng found that he was treating Song Qi the way he treated his family.

But what kind of family is Song Qi?

Tracing all the way to the source of his heart, Jiang Cifeng discovered to his horror that he still put the little fat boy of the Song family in the position of... his fiancée who was taken away by the big demon king when he was young.

So all the desperate, have become a matter of course.

The sudden realization at this moment made Jiang Cifeng's scalp tingle.

He turned to look at the little fatty of the Song family with a look of disgust.

Such a long silence.

Even the dull southern gentleman has already figured out these complicated internal reasons, not to mention Song Qi who has had too much imagination since he was a child...

Song Qi has almost finished imagining the second half of their lives.

As the imagination got out of hand, the hot cheeks spread from the base of the ears to the neck.

Song Qi vaguely sensed the scrutiny from the side, and hurriedly glanced nervously at a certain Jiang.

The eyes of the two teenagers met.

Song Qi was startled, and hurriedly lowered her long eyelashes, her flushed cheeks were like peach blossoms in spring.

This scene fell in Jiang Cifeng's eyes, making his mind flicker, his eyes lost for a moment, and he swallowed all the teasing that came to his lips.

The heartbeat suddenly increased, and the wound was suddenly affected.

"Uh..." The severe pain brought Jiang Cifeng back to his senses in an instant.

Song Qi raised his eyes and quickly grabbed Jiang's arm: "What's the matter? What's the matter!"

"It's all you, asking some strange question." Jiang Cifeng stared at Song Qi complainingly: "Didn't Shibo Nangong tell you that I want to rest? You can't think wildly."

Although Song Qi felt distressed, he refused to take the blame, and asked in a low voice, "You didn't hurt your head, why can't you just think wildly?"

"Still talking back?"

"I'm just asking." Song Qi blushed angrily: "Where did I offend you again?"

Jiang Cifeng frowned and looked sideways at Song Qi: "Just ask, why are you blushing?"

The little fat man of the Song family is acting cute at this time, he must have no good intentions.