Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 72 Fall Out of Favor
Song's mother worried: "It's okay, Young Master Jiang, why is there a power outage? If there is a power outage, I will notify you in advance. I didn't find any power outage when I came here in the morning. The ingredients in the refrigerator are also very fresh."

"Master, did the power go out in your house last night? I see that you are not in a good mood. Is the circuit broken? How about I call the maintenance master to come over and fix it?"

"No need." Wei Zhaoye frowned, walked to the dining table, and said calmly, "Mother Song, prepare a breakfast and send it to Jiang Han's room. He has a cold, so don't infect others."

Jiang Han: ...

Why did he feel that his cousin was not welcomed by him all of a sudden?

What's with this feeling of falling out of favor?

"Cousin, I still have to take tuition today. I'll be fine if I take some medicine, it's not that serious..."

"Mother Song, call An Yun and ask him to come over." Wei Zhaoye didn't lift his eyelids, and he looked pleasing to the eye during the meal.

"Cousin, don't, don't! I really don't need to bother Dr. An, I just have a minor illness, just drink some hot water and it will be fine..." Jiang Han smiled sheepishly, his scalp tightening.

Thinking of the dull and lifeless Dr. An, his back felt a little chilly.

An Yun is Wei Zhaoye's personal doctor, and he seldom shows up on weekdays, but in the only few contacts, An Yun gave him a very eerie feeling.

Jiang Han couldn't describe that feeling, but he found it very strange, because An Yun's appearance seemed to have never changed in the past ten years, neither getting fatter or thinner, nor taller or shorter, and even the expression on his face was different. Nothing has changed.

So much so that every time he saw An Yun, Jiang Han felt that this person was a "dummy".

Before Bi Xie understood what was going on, the information about Dr. An Yun mentioned by Jiang Han and Wei Zhaoye had been transferred to her mind by the trusteeship system.

Jiang Han struggled for a while, and finally obediently took his breakfast back to his room and ate it.

As for tutoring, it was also moved from the study to the hall, communicating with each other tens of meters away.

Bi Xie felt a little weird.

Wei Zhaoye skipped work today. It was a working day, but Wei Zhaoye didn't go to the company. Instead, he asked his assistant to send all the documents that needed to be signed to the main residence of Wei's family.

During tutoring, Bi Xie glanced up the second floor indiscriminately.

When she couldn't count the number of sneak peeks, she suddenly met the man's eyes as deep as the sea.

Wei Zhaoye was wearing loose silk pajamas, revealing a white and charming collarbone. His eyebrows were lowered, thick black and sharp, and the light in his eyes seemed to be wrapped in a sharp knife, which could not be removed after all. look.

He is like a seductive goblin, tempting to commit crimes.

Bi Xie's face turned red again, because she found that Wei Zhaoye, an old pervert, had been staring at her pink lips, and even licked her thin and sexy lips at her.

The tingling feeling of being lightly scraped by a feather spread in his heart again, as if being hit by an electric current, his heart was briefly paralyzed.

Jiang Han was doing exercises, and because of the cold medicine he had taken, he was a little sleepy, and his short chestnut hair also looked shaky.

Song's mother continued to refill him with boiling water in distress.

After a while, Bi Xie couldn't hold back again, and looked towards the second floor.

The tall and handsome man changed his posture, his untouchable deep black eyes were covered by broken hair and drooping eyelids, holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if he was studying something.

Bi Xie just glanced at him, and he immediately opened his eyelids and looked over. The silk pajamas that outlined his figure gave him a sexy aura.

　I feel like I have no confidence...

　　Is it because my writing is not good enough, I always feel that my grades are not as good as others, and I am obviously working hard...

　　Mood: Lost.

　　ps: I don’t want to code when I’m sad (I’m afraid that the effect of coding will not be good), and I will rest for a few days, but the update is still as usual.
　　Thank you for the red beans rewarded by my family, Bingbaobao 330, and my family members Cx[-], the cat who stole the moon, Xia Xue, milk tea and pearls for the recommendation votes (*▽*)
　　
　
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