Chapter 1139

After class in the morning, Bian Que wandered past Yang Jian's desk. He planned to tell Yang Jian what he hadn't finished talking about last night after class today. Worried about that human girl.

He raised his eyebrows helplessly, and patted Yang Jian's shoulder, "Don't worry, the wound on her hand is fine."

He didn't hurt his veins, it was just a flesh injury, and he was given the scar medicine, so what else was he worried about?

Bian Que curled his lips, with a smile that was not a smile, his tone was lazy, and the drawn out voice was full of ridicule.

"Do you know what you look like now? I don't need to ask you to tell from your face that you're worried about that Lin Yanan, and you're terribly worried."

Yang Jian put away his things, "I'm going to find Mr. Jiang."

"Eh!"

Bian Que raised his eyebrows and pulled him back.

"You are just helping, do you understand helping? If you can help, you will help, if you can't help, then abandon it. What you have done to her has been benevolent and righteous."

Yang Jian was silent for two seconds, determined and resolute, his three eyes were shining brightly, "I like her, not because I want to help her."

"you……"

Bian Que was stunned for a while, but Yang Jian suddenly came to his senses and understood his heart?
It was obvious from the beginning that he liked the human girl, but he didn't realize it himself.

Why did this elm head suddenly open up? Bian Que thought it would take a long time for Yang Jian to discover his heart.

No wonder Yang Jian had such a big reaction when he mentioned it last night.

Bian Que looked at the wound on the back of Yang Jian's hand, smiled knowingly, and raised his eyes with a bit of evil spirit, "So the wound on your hand was accidentally caused by her emotions last night? Or did she want to hurt herself? You blocked her?"

Yang Jian pursed his lower lip, "It's not important."

"I'm going to find Jiang Taigong, last night, thank you."

Bian Que waved his hand indifferently, and walked out of the classroom slowly, "Thank you, but don't ask your dog to call me in the middle of the night."

Yang Jian, who is naturally less sensitive to emotional matters, is such a dull person, and he can't be better for Lin Yanan.

People who don't know sweet words can often only express their care and love with actions. After all, it is really rare to see a few masters who can talk and do things in the academy.

Bian Que watched Yang Jian go out, and sighed lightly, "Stupid or not, it hurts when she gets hurt, but it doesn't hurt when you get hurt? It's really like replacing it with your body, Yang Jian, Yang Jian, how old is it? Eyes, are you missing a brain?"

Yang Jian, who had lost his brain, came to Jiang Ziya's residence very honestly.

The only one who can help Lin Yanan now is Jiang Taigong.

"Disciple Yang Jian, please see Mr. Jiang!"

Although the door was not closed, Yang Jian bowed obediently outside the door first.

"come in."

Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard with a smile, very satisfied with this new disciple.

"You were outstanding in the mission last time. It can be seen that although you have been silent for so many years, you have not forgotten what you have learned."

Yang Jian lowered his head respectfully, "It wasn't Jiang Taigong who gave the disciple the memory of the past and brought the disciple back from the world. The disciple is still silent now, everything is Jiang Taigong's insight."

Calm and introverted, superior in strength, respectful and polite, down-to-earth and continuous learning and improvement, as a student, Yang Jian is indeed an impeccable student, but there is a little bit of pickiness.

For example, he cared too much about that human girl.

(End of this chapter)

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