The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

, handed out one by one with both hands.

Xia Zhinian sat by the pool, wiped the water off her face with her hand, and exhaled.

Yan Ci stroked his wet head and stared at him with deep eyes and a soft voice.

"Are you all right?"

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian knew what he meant.

He was worried that it was the same thing as falling into the lake last time.

But... really not.

He was simply distracted.

Xia Zhinian pursed her mouth and shook her head. Thinking of something, her white and tender face wrinkled into a bun, "This water...the water hasn't been changed for several days, right? It smells...weird."

He took a big gulp!

The coach hurried forward, "How could it be! Young master, the water was just changed before you came here. It smells strange because there is a detergent, which must be used to meet the hygiene standards."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Huh, just replace it with a new one.

Yan Ci was beside him, his clothes were soaked, and a towel was loosely wrapped around him.

"Yan Ci."

The young man called him, his skin was porcelain white and tender, there were drops of water hanging from the corners of his eyes and brows, his almond eyes were round, and looked very soft, meeting those black eyes.

"In the dressing room I went to, there were several sets of clothes prepared by my mother, some of which were loose, go and change."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Yuan said hastily, "Hurry up and change your speech, don't catch a cold."

Yan Ci lowered his eyes, the meaning in his dark eyes was unclear, he looked at him, blocked the young man with his body, leaned over and pinched his face, his voice was soft.

"Okay, you... Be good in the water."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian wanted to give him a supercilious look.

Yan Ci went into the locker room, Xia Wenhan asked for another towel, and put it on his brother.

Xia Zhinian turned around and smiled, "Thank you brother."

He turned his head, and the towel was looser, revealing four small red moles on the back of his neck.

The two upper ones are closer to each other, and the lower one is farther away. The two connected horizontal lines are parallel to each other, and the left and right sides are symmetrical. It is a trapezoid the size of a thumbnail.

When Jiang Yuan saw it, she suddenly bent her almond eyes and smiled, "It's amazing, people grow up so much every year, and these four little moles don't change much."

Xia Wenhan glanced at it, and responded coldly.

"Well, not much has changed."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

Xia Zhinian couldn't see it himself, touched the back of his neck, thought of something, and smiled.

"It's the butterfly shape, I haven't seen it myself."

"Hahaha yes, of course you can't see the back of the neck."

Jiang Yuan smiled and rolled her eyes, something flashed in her head unexpectedly, her expression changed slightly.

She looked up and exchanged a glance with Xia Wenhan.

...butterfly?