Chen Xia

Chapter 118 The Handicapped Young Master Forcibly Loves Viciously

[Jiang Chen: No, I'm reading. 】

Ye Mian blinked, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Obviously there is only a wall between them, and the two still have to chat on their mobile phones.

This feeling... so strange.

Remembering that he seemed to be reading in his room all day, Ye Mian felt that Jiang Chen had good self-control.

but……

Does she keep books next door?

Thinking of something, Ye Mian's narrowed eyes instantly widened.

Damn!let go!
The bedtime reading book left by Jiang Yuan when she slept next door: "The Disabled Young Master Forces Love Hardly"

!!!

Ye Mian's reaction was almost physiological, she couldn't hide the panic in her heart, she grabbed the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands, recalling Jiang Yuan's face when she left with various emotions.

"Mianmian, I've annotated all the kiss scenes here. If you forgive Mr. Jiang, you can learn from it. Isn't his leg broken? The scenes are exactly the same."

At that time, she just scolded Jiang Yuan with a smile, and didn't read that weird book.

But with Jiang Yuan's brain circuit, what kind of painting style will the comments inside be.

……

hiss!She dared not even think about it.

This is simply alarmist talk! !
Ye Mian's eyes darkened when she thought of Jiang Chen sitting at the desk so peacefully, watching the disabled young master ruthlessly force love.

No, she can't accept it.

So he hurriedly got up from the bed, kicked off his slippers and ran to the next door.

She didn't even bother to knock on the door. Fortunately, Jiang Chen didn't lock the door. When she entered, Jiang Chen was still reading.

It seems that wherever Jiang Chen is, the air is extraordinarily quiet.

This was Ye Mian's first feeling when he entered the door.

Ye Mian admitted that it was a bit rude of her to do this, but that novel was even more rude.

She took a deep breath, almost ran to the desk, then snatched the book from Jiang Chen's hand neatly, and hid it behind her back.

Sensing the movement, Jiang Chen leaned on the back of the wheelchair, took off his eyes, and slowly looked back at Ye Mian.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, as if he wasn't frightened by her sudden appearance or the robber's behavior, but asked her in a stable mood: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Ye Mian grabbed the pages of the book behind her, her nails almost digging into the embarrassing three-bedroom and one-living room.

She wanted to pretend nothing had happened, and smiled with a downcast face, trying to cover up her strange behavior.

"I just went to bed... I came over to see you... to see if you... were doing well."

!What a strange reason.

Ye Mian almost cried because of her stupidity.

After a moment of silence, Ye Mian began to feel a little uneasy and quietly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Chen.

He happened to catch Jiang Chen's gaze.

He slowly sat up straight with his upper body, his fingers gently tapping on the armrest, and his eyes looking at her were filled with amusement, as if to say: Do you believe me or not?
Ye Mian: "..."

Well, sloppy.

It should be prepared before coming.

Her palms became sweaty unconsciously. She glanced at the bookshelf and hesitantly changed her excuse: "I'm actually here to get the books. There are exams in school."

The man gave a "hmm" and stepped back.

Ye Mian pretended to look at the bookshelf.

In fact, there are not many books on the bookshelf, they are all her college textbooks, and there is nothing to read at all.

then!

Her eyes were fixed on the book at the far end, a conspicuous, pink novel with exaggerated silver borders.

The coquettish Chinese characters on the spine are very different from other books, and there is a strong attraction for no reason.

Take a closer look, it is the book "The Handicapped Young Master Forces Love Vigorously"

Ye Mian: "..."

If the novel was on the bookshelf, what did she grab?
She looked down in shock and stiffness. In her hand was her college textbook...

"Found it?" Jiang Chen said, moving his eyes upward, as if he was about to see the book.

How does this work.

Ye Mian quickly took it out from the bookshelf, held it tightly in his hands, and laughed twice awkwardly: "I found it, I found it."

"Really?" Jiang Chen was sitting two steps behind her, staring at the book in her hand, paused for a few seconds, pronounced the words clearly, and said slowly: "The disabled young master forced love? Your school The content of the test...is quite small."

"..."

Obviously, Jiang Chen had read this book before.

Ye Mian's scalp began to tingle, and it was as if thousands of fireworks exploded inside her head, blowing her to pieces.

She tried several times to adjust her mentality.

The result still failed.

Shame, this scene is really shameful.

The winter night is indescribably quiet, the lights in the second bedroom are not fully turned on, the room is not bright, the desk lamp on the table is closest to Ye Mian, and the light shines on her body.

"I...just took a look."

"Exams are too stressful."

"Students like you may not be able to understand."

Ye Mian paused, trying to move the topic away from the novel.

"So, why were you reading my textbook just now?"

Jiang Chen didn't continue to provoke her psychological defense, but just followed her topic with a smile and said, "It's interesting, just watch it."

Okay, there's nothing to talk about.

Such boring words can taste meaning, Jiang Chen is really not the same species as her.

Ye Mian stopped smiling, put the book he was reading on the table, and said seriously: "Then you read it, make sure to go to bed early, and good night."

Jiang Chen didn't move his gaze to the book, but still looked at Ye Mian with a smile on his face, and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, good night to you too."

-

After returning to the room, Ye Mian stuffed the novel out of sight before lying back on the bed.

Jiang Chen's breath disappeared from the room, and the pounding heartbeat gradually returned to calm.

She turned over, propped her chin to play the sweet drama on the phone, crossed her legs and dangled, and couldn't help but smile on her face.

Is she... cohabiting with Jiang Chen?
With the sweet love song soundtrack from the TV series, Ye Mian gradually closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

-

It's already dry in winter, and the humidifier in the room didn't work.

It was late at night.

Ye Mian's mouth was dry and she woke up from her sleep due to thirst. She reached for the water glass on the table in a daze, but there was not a drop of water in it.

She scratched her hair depressingly, sat cross-legged on the bed and struggled for 2 minutes before going to the kitchen to find water with drowsiness.

The living room didn't turn on the light, and his vision was dark, so he didn't bother to go to the porch to turn on the light. Relying on the basic memory of the house in his mind, Ye Mian groped along the wall and walked forward.
On the way, a box was knocked over, making a loud noise.

She panicked, then quickly slipped around the obstacle to the kitchen.

After drinking the water, Ye Mian felt that his whole body was clear, so he continued to face the darkness and prepared to go back to sleep.

This time she tactfully avoided the obstacle, but the cotton slippers kicked a hard object again, and when she reached out to touch it, she felt warm body temperature.

"What?" she muttered with her eyes half-closed.

"Ye Mian." A cold voice came from above.

Ye Mian suddenly recovered from her daze.

　Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, my babies

　　
　
(End of this chapter)