Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Chapter 263 The whole dormitory is full of ex-boyfriends (60)

Jin Zhouxue's gaze is different from others. He seldom keeps his eyes on the same person for a long time, and people who are stared at by him will feel inexplicable pressure.

He knew this himself, so the look he gave Wen Liang was gentle and heavy, like the warm and deep flowing water in early spring, neither noisy nor turbulent, giving Wen Liang enough space to think.

But the frankness in his words made Wen Liang unable to relax.

The boy obviously couldn't respond to his continuous and irrelevant questions. He nervously clenched the cup in his hand and moved back on the sofa.

[Wen Liang: How did Jin Zhouxue know the relationship between Ji Jueming, Shen Sinan and me? ]

[886: Because of Jin Yuan... After all, Jin Zhouxue is his uncle]

This is the only possibility, because Wen Liang doesn't even dare to think of any other possibilities.

He picked up the cup and took a sip of the hot milk tea, thinking that this milk tea was really delicious. It would have tasted even better if it wasn't given by Jin Zhouxue.

Jin Zhouxue definitely likes him.

It's not that Wen Liang is being sentimental, it's just that the 100-point taming value is hard to ignore.

Thinking about it this way, it is very likely that Jin Zhouxue had recognized him when they first met in the elevator this evening, but just pretended not to know.

If Wen Liangruo had no experience doing a mission for the first time, he might have thought that Jin Zhouxue was just Jin Yuan's uncle who lived abroad, a marginal character not closely related to the plot. But now the experienced host would not jump to conclusions so easily.

Wen Liang did not answer, and Jin Zhouxue did not urge him. He sipped the tea slowly and leisurely, without moving his eyes away or shaking. His eyes were fixed steadily on Wen Liang, confident and calm.

But it was this almost indulgent attitude that made Wen Liang feel as if he was a prey being tortured to death and was being completely suppressed.

His brain was filled with blood, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He toughened up and slapped his palm on the table, and replied solemnly:

“I like both!”

I like two people at once, so what, you scumbag, then don’t like me!

Wen Liang felt that his movements must be very cool. The only flaw was that he slapped the table too hard. His palm, which was already red, was now swollen and shaking. It was not very cool.

But the expected anger did not come as expected. Jin Zhouxue's dark eyes flickered slightly, and then fell on the boy's slightly trembling hands hidden behind his back, and his tone could be described as gentle:

"You are still young, too young, true love cannot tolerate a third person"

Even the soul that was split away from me could not tolerate them snatching away what I loved. Love was selfish and paranoid, just like seeing a fluttering butterfly, I just wanted to close the corner of the book, leaving behind the beauty that only I could appreciate.

The little butterfly is now covered by a transparent shell and thinks it still has freedom. If the boy knew that no matter which path he chose, the destination would be him, would he be afraid?

Afraid of his terrible plan.

Wen Liang felt that he was being looked down upon again: "Uncle Jin, I will be 20 after my birthday, I am not young anymore"

"Why do you call me uncle? Am I old?"

Wen Liang blinked: "You are Jin Yuan's uncle, I just called him that."

"Do you want to get back together with Jin Yuan?"

"Who said I won't get back together?"

"But if you shout along with him, it will give him unnecessary hints."

Wen Liang was speechless. He felt that Jin Zhouxue was right. Then why did he call Jin Zhouxue?

"Then I'll call you Mr. Jin"

The word "Mr. Jin" sounded more distant than Uncle Jin. Jin Zhouxue took a sip of tea with a calm breath.

Messages popped up on Wen Liang's phone one after another. After a long time without any response, the phone kept ringing.

It was Shen Sinan who called to urge Wen Liang to go back quickly.

Wen Liang listened to Shen Sinan's weak voice on the other end of the phone and secretly glanced at the man opposite.

Speaking of which, Jin Zhouxue and Shen Sinan on the other end of the phone have some similarities. The boss may no longer have work to socialize, so he didn't wear a suit. He changed into a high-necked black thin sweater and a dark gray cashmere coat on the outside. Under the light, his pupils were not as light as Shen Sinan's, but like Shen Sinan's, they seemed to have the color of snow blended in, and were exceptionally cold.

Her long legs were casually crossed, her skin was a cold white, and she had a sense of fragility similar to Shen Sinan.

The biggest difference may be the temperament that has been accumulated over the years in Jin Zhouxue, and the luxury of the superiors who live a life of luxury.

it's beautiful.

Wen Liang couldn't help but admire that Jin Zhouxue was really beautiful, with a unique aura. It was just because of his status that people didn't dare to associate him with the word beautiful.

Wen Liang hung up the phone, rubbed his dizzy head, and prepared to say goodbye:

"Mr. Jin, thank you for your kindness. I really should go. Since you don't blame me for knocking Jin Yuan unconscious, Jin Yuan probably won't bother me when he wakes up for your sake."

He frankly and openly confessed his past with Jin Yuan: "Jin Yuan and I were in a relationship and parted ways amicably, but he can't accept that I'm with his good brother now, so he's going crazy. Mr. Jin, please persuade him. He's already grown up..."

Wen Liang said, and rolled his eyes vaguely: "Mr. Jin, how old are you?"

After Wen Liang said this, he wanted to slap himself in the pocket.

Jin Zhouxue watched the young man stand up in a panic. He didn't seek an answer after asking that question. He almost pulled his wig off by himself. His whole body was sloppy, just like a domestic kitten. He couldn't even take care of his beautiful fur by himself. He scratched here and there. You didn't know what he was trying to do, but you couldn't bear to scold him.

Jin Zhouxue felt severe pain in his right arm, and his body temperature seemed to flow out with the blood, causing a pain like needles pricking his temple.

He looked at the kitten with a gloomy expression, knowing that he had been frightened repeatedly that night and now he was going to be called back by Shen Sinan. This is how it is when raising a cat. You start to feel distressed before you even get used to it.

The man pinched his temple and said in a low voice: "Drink the milk tea before leaving, otherwise it will be wasted."

Seeing that Jin Zhouxue looked uncomfortable, Wen Liang sat back and drank from the teacup in big gulps.

Jin Zhouxue's reassuring voice sounded again: "I sent a doctor to Shen Sinan, don't worry, drink slowly"

Perhaps it was because Jin Zhouxue's voice was too soft, like a cloud resting under Wen Liang's feet, making him feel dizzy and want to close his eyes.

Sleepiness came on so strong that Wen Liang's upper and lower eyelids were fighting with each other, and his eyelashes were stuck together, making it increasingly difficult for him to open his eyes.

He stared at the remaining milk tea in the cup, wondering if his health had become so bad? Was he even drunk on milk tea? ?

His thoughts gradually became unable to gather into any practical meaning. Jin Zhouxue, who was sitting opposite him, drank tea in silence. He raised his eyes from the edge of the teacup and looked at the young man whose body began to sway. Only after the drug had taken full effect and Wen Liang leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep completely did the man put down the teacup in his hand.

The boy was very obedient. Even if he was in a hurry to leave, only a shallow bottom of the cup was left after he finished his cup of milk tea.

How many steps does it take to keep your wife by your side? Three steps. The first step is to make a cup of milk tea, the second step is to add some sleeping pills, and the third step is to coax her to drink it.

"Wen Ran?"

Jin Zhouxue shouted, but all he heard was a few breaths that couldn't be any lighter.

The man walked around the coffee table to the boy and sat down next to him. He raised his hand to touch the boy's steadily drooping eyelashes. His arm was shaking slightly because the invisible cut was like a flame burning his arm. The pain went deep into his bones but was invisible to the naked eye.

"How old am I? Are you curious?" Jin Zhouxue said to himself.

He sat in silence for a long time, doing nothing, just staring at Wen Ran.

The boy leaning on the sofa was not sleeping well. His face was pale with weakness and he frowned tiredly. He did not dare to curl up his hands on his stomach, and his red palms trembled even when touched by the air.

Jin Zhouxue got up and took the medicated oil to rub him. It must be too painful, the sleeping boy groaned softly, and Jin Zhouxue's hands that were rubbing the medicine seemed to be fixed.

He rubbed the medicated oil on his hands, stretched his arm to the boy's back, and with his other hand, he lifted the boy's thigh on the other side and gently pulled him apart so that he sat astride his legs.

The boy's entire upper body was leaning on the man's arms, his face resting on the man's shoulder, his cheeks pressed to look unusually plump.

Finally got it.

Jin Zhouxue smelled the faint scent of medicine and let out a long sigh.

Finally got his kitten.