I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

After Bian Jichen moved back, in addition to going to his house for casual meals, Jiang Chacha would also go to his house for a sit-down when he had nothing to do.

Aside from the filter's favor for him because he is the male lead, Jiang Chacha actually loves him a little...

Think he's so lonely.

He never seemed to be alone.

When he was in England, he was trapped in that old mansion. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, he used books to dissolve his loneliness.

When he was in that gorgeous villa, even though there were many servants taking care of him, it didn't look like a home at all.

After moving here, he was even more alone.

Whenever Jiang Chacha had dinner with him at night and turned around when he left, he could always see the long lonely shadow on the floor when he was in the living room.

Therefore, whenever she had time, she would come to him and talk to him from time to time.

However, when she was going to work part-time, she had to find a way to guard against him.

And this day, after many days, she went to Wen's house to teach Wen Huaizhi English again.

After entering, she hesitated.Because... she still has a shadow about that study.

Wen Huaizhi kissed her forcefully in that study last time.

Looking back now, she still feels a little sore on her lips.

He was like a dog, Jiang Chacha squinted her eyes, rubbed her lips, and scolded him thousands of times in her heart.

But in the end she pushed the door open.

The boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sitting in front of the window, holding a book in his hand. When he heard the voice, he looked over with a smile, "Teacher, you are here."

Jiang Chacha gave a absent-minded "hmm".

After sitting in front of him, she didn't say anything else, just lecturing and tutoring.

Even though she was forcing herself to forget that incident in her heart, she couldn't figure out why he could pretend nothing had happened in front of her? ? ?
There was a slight smile on his lips, the eyes under the narrow-rimmed glasses were gentle and affectionate, and the cold luster of the metal frame just added a touch of alienation and abstinence to him.

How suave.

Jiang Chacha looked at him and almost broke a pen in her hand.

He can pretend to be stupid about her pretending to be a Qingnan Xueba, and let her continue to make up lessons in front of him.

At the same time, he was also able to pretend to be a fool when he pressed her against the door and kissed her forcibly last time in this study. Only she knew how evil his abstinence and lofty appearance was.

However, even though he still heard Huaizhi.

Jiang Chacha felt that he was a little different from before, in front of her, he seemed much more well-behaved.

Also when she was in a trance, when she looked up, she found that he was looking at her with his eyes half a smile.

what does it feel likeIt can only be described as horror.

She decisively gave an evaluation.

That is, he has really gone crazy recently.

Jiang Chacha rolled her eyes and left work after speaking, not wanting to waste any more time with him.

Wen Huaizhi didn't stop her, but he looked at her from behind, gentle and clingy, she rubbed the goosebumps on her hands, and was so stimulated that she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

After returning home, she resolutely decided to sell the gemstone necklace he gave her last time! !

He didn't know anyway.

She still feels good selling the things he sent.

So Jiang Chacha happily listed it on the second-hand trading platform.

Even though it's almost October, the last residual heat of summer is still suffocating.

The next day, Jiang Chacha entered the office building of the Student Union under the sun. Before she could even drink her saliva, she had to deal with a lot of matters, which ended after an hour. She was so tired that she lay down on the table.

The cicadas on the tree outside the window were still very noisy, and the shadow of the leaves fell lightly on her face.

Amidst the sound of cicadas, Jiang Chacha's consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally she couldn't bear the heavy eyelids and closed her eyes.

In her chaotic consciousness, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and then someone walked beside her.

She didn't care, just when she wanted to continue to sleep.

A hand was stretched out in the air, and it held her slender waist in her arms with one hand, and the eyes under the narrow-rimmed glasses were slightly smiling.

"Is it because the teacher was too tired to teach me English last night?"