3151: C3151 Gentle

C3151 Gentle

The man was lying quietly on the sofa with his eyes closed. Even though the light was very dim, Xie ___ could still clearly see the contours of his facial features. It was that kind of fierce and powerful handsome face.

When he fell asleep, his cold and hard lines became more gentle. Even the scar on his brow bone was no longer frightening.

Xie Jingzhen felt that Nan Uncle was really pretty.

She secretly peeked a few times before she gently covered Nan Xingchuan with the blanket that fell down.

She had just covered him, and an itch came from her nose when she was caught off guard. An uncontrollable force was about to rush out.

Xie Jingzhen hurriedly covered her mouth and nose and got up. She was afraid that the sound of sneezing would wake up Nanxing Chuan, and she was even more afraid that he would wake up and discover that she was squatting in front of the sofa and peeping at him.

She finally ran back to the bedroom and closed the door. Finally, the sneeze that she had forcefully held back finally came out.

Xie Jingzhen leaned against the door and used a piece of paper to wipe her nose in annoyance. She thought to herself that God really knew how to pinch time. She had almost been discovered.

In the living room -

Nanxing Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the blanket that was tightly wrapped around the girl's neck and heard the sneeze that he had been trying his best to hold back from the bedroom.

The night and dawn intersected. For some reason, perhaps it was a sudden emotion.

Nanxing Chuan lowered his eyes and smiled for the first time.

Because of this, Xie Jingxuan no longer felt sleepy. She waited in the bedroom until six o'clock. Just as she was about to help Nanxing Chuan call someone to unlock the door, she found that the man was already gone.

Xie Jingzhen stood in the empty living room and was stunned. She shouted at the air in disbelief, "Nan Uncle?"

No one responded.

It was as if no one had come before.

Only then did Xie Jingzhen confirm that he had really left.

She should have thought that he was definitely not the kind of man who waited for others to find a way out for him.

But when did he leave? She actually didn't notice at all.

After being stunned for a while, Xie Jingzhen laid back on the bed.

Last night, she did not sleep well. Coupled with her aunt and cold, she simply called her teacher and asked for half a day of leave.

She slept soundly until noon. Only then did the discomfort in her body alleviate a little.

Xie Jingzhen was not the kind of lazy person who would wake up after a slight recovery and rush to the learning institute. However, she did not expect that in just half a day's time, the rumors about her had already spread throughout the entire grade.

"The class grass maniac chased Xie Jingzhen," "Handsome guy sent Xie Jingzhen home," "helped Xie Jingzhen hold an umbrella..." Such gossip, An Tong said that there were at least a few dozen different versions of it outside.

"But that boy is pretty good. I have never heard of him chasing anyone." An Tong joked, "Why don't you consider him."

Xie Jingzhen had not fully recovered from her cold. She was speechless and helpless, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

An Tong asked, "Are you not interested in him?"

"No."

"An Tong looked at her with interest. "Speaking of which, which type of boy do you like? Handsome? Cool? Bad? "

Xie Jingzhen sighed helplessly and said without hesitation," No one likes it. "1

An Tong had just smiled and dodged when someone at the classroom door brought a hot drink over. A few students at the window coaxed her meaningfully, "Cough cough! The handsome guy has brought Xie Jingzhen the Love Milk Tea!"

The melon-eating crowd loved to join in on this kind of excitement, and they all rushed over to take a look.

But in Xie Jingzhen's eyes, this kind of scene would only make her feel awkward.

Xie Jingzhen hated this kind of self-righteous love, just like how she hated her father who always arranged her life without asking for her opinion in the past.

Amidst the jeering, Xie Jingzhen walked forward and did not pick up the cup of milk tea. She opened her mouth and spoke. Her usually gentle voice was now devoid of any feelings. "Please tell him not to harass me again."

Using the word "harass," Xie Jingzhen's position had already hinted that it was very clear.

The onlookers looked at each other in dismay. When they saw that there was no melon to eat, they also dispersed one by one.

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