Chapter 22: I'm Not a Good Person
Speaking fierce words in a delicate and sweet milk voice, Xi Yan not only did not feel the slightest threat, but was also a little itchy, like a kitten scratching.
His face was indifferent, and he continued to instruct: "Feed." ”
"No way, I do what I say!" Yuan Yan raised her chin slightly, her small appearance was angry, and she snorted lightly: "I have backbone!" ”
Xi Yan pinched his beautiful hand bones, faintly revealing a bit of helplessness and compromise: "I promised you." ”
Yuan Yan, who got the reply, immediately smiled, she put a spoonful of rice into Xi Yan's mouth, and said with a smile: "I know Xi Yan is the best!" ”
"......" Hearing this, Xi Yan's expression was a little strange, but he hid it well, and even Yuan Yan, who was very close to him, didn't notice it.
His fingers rubbed unconsciously, and his voice was magnetic and cold like frost and snow, which was his usual timbre: "Yuan Yan." ”
Xi called her name.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Yan asked innocently.
The man's eyebrows are cold, even if he is in a wheelchair, he is still dignified.
"I'm not a good person," he said. ”
Yuan Yan pinched the spoon for a moment, she stared at Xi Yan's picturesque face, and recalled the description of Xi Yan in the book.
He is the villain in the original book, and he is indeed not a good person.
These Yuan Yan all knew it, but she knew that the other party was prickly and poisonous, and she still wanted to get closer, just because the other party was outstanding.
"I don't care what kind of person you are, in my heart you are good." It's a little beauty that she wants to make into a specimen as soon as she sees it!
Yuan Yan thought to herself, her obsession with beautiful things is really getting worse and worse.
Xi Yan was choked by what she said, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
I don't care what kind of person you are, it's good in my heart.
Yuan Yan, what you see is just the surface.
He no longer spoke, but ate quietly, the seat was used up, Yuan Yan began to eat, her appetite when eating has always been very small, just take a few bites, and when she just packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went downstairs, a bodyguard dressed in black walked into the house.
He stood in front of Xi Yan and truthfully reported Yuan Yan's whereabouts today and the people he had seen.
Xi Yan leaned back on the wheelchair, his hands crossed on his abdomen, looking casual and lazy, and he listened patiently to the words of the bodyguard.
When he heard the word "Xi Fei", Xi Yan's face immediately fell.
After listening to the report, Xi Yan's voice was unconsciously wrapped in a layer of ice: "How long did she talk to Xi Fei?" ”
"When the driver drove to the school gate, Mrs. was already chatting with Xi Fei, and I don't know how long it was."
Xi Yan was silent, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he suddenly remembered that Yuan Yan had discussed something with him during dinner.
She wanted to come and go as she pleased......
A light snort sounded in the silent bedroom, and the bodyguard stood in front of Xi Yu, feeling a little cold inexplicably.
He quietly looked up at Xi Yan, his expression was as indifferent as frost, and he couldn't see the slightest abnormality.
Not long after the bodyguard left, Yuan Yan entered the house with a wooden barrel.
The wooden footwash collided with the pure black floor, making a substantial muffled sound, and Xi Yan twisted his eyebrows: "What are you doing?" ”
The voice was still cold.
"Soak your feet."
Yuan Yan dropped this sentence and began to pour hot water in and out, she had very little strength when she was not angry, so she looked very weak.
Xi Yan's legs were unconscious, Yuan Yan moved a small stool to sit in front of him, and reached out to lift one of his legs and put it on his own lap.
"I heard that there are many benefits to soaking your feet, Xi Yan, can you try it too?"