I love this villain who wears it quickly

Chapter 270 The Little Milk Dog Is White and Black 5
Huan returned to the dormitory when Yan Ke finished seeing him off, and all the roommates looked at him with strange eyes.

But someone is immersed in his own world without realizing it.

He walked to his seat, squinted his eyes and asked:

"Do you know who Cui Xiaohua is?"

There was a row of purified water on the table, and he took out a bottle, drinking it while waiting for the answer.

The three roommates were overwhelmed by his question, so they thought about it. Besides studying, they sleep in the dormitory and don't even take planes. It's not surprising that they don't know the beauty of the school.

Li Dong next door explained to him:
"Cui Xiaohua is not a name, she is the school flower of our school. It is similar to your school grass, and they are all responsible for their appearance."

Yan Ke swallowed, his abrupt Adam's apple rolled up and down with his movements, showing the maturity and sexiness of a man.

He slowly looked towards the neighbor, not at all as docile and obedient in front of Shi Huan.

Calmly and indifferently said:
"I'm asking people."

Not literally.

Zhang Fei on the opposite side whistled, his eyes were a little ambiguous:
"Hehe, it seems that the dead wood is coming in spring. Cheng, my brother told you that Cui Xiaohua's name is Cui Ruoyan, from the Department of Broadcasting. Before the freshman conference, you two were representatives of male and female students. Since then, many people I thought you two were a couple."

A school flower, a school grass, and they are all top students.

No matter how you look at it, it is a perfect match.

Therefore, after the freshman meeting, there were a lot of CP fans of the two of them inexplicably in the school.

However, none of the parties made any relevant remarks.

This one in their dormitory never gossips and is completely unaware.

At that time, everyone was freshman and unfamiliar, so they didn't have the nerve to meddle in his personal emotional affairs.

As for what happened to the school belle, no one knew.

Anyway, so far, there are still fans in the forum.

Yan Ke is 19 years old, one year younger than them.

Although his personality is a bit cold, but after a long time of contact, you will find that he is very easy-going and not difficult to get along with.

Can also take jokes, not stingy, the oldest Zhang Fei likes to tease him.

According to the past, Yan Ke didn't pay much attention to this kind of unnutritious ridicule.

However, today, for the first time, he responded.

The tone is extremely serious, and the corners of the mouth are sweet:

"I am not a couple with Cui Xiaohua, I am a couple with my sister."

Sister... The three of them looked back at the computer screen, and they all had goosebumps.

Qian Guanwen on the opposite side:
"The elder sister you mentioned is the one who gave you the umbrella yesterday?"

Yan Ke pursed his lips and corrected:

"I also sent clothes."

Three roommates: This arrogant tone hurts my heart!

It's just an ordinary sweater, but you can do it!

I didn't know that all three of them were single mothers and fetuses!Have you ever received a gift from a girl before?

"... Seeing that you really care about your sister, I think you'd better come and see this."

Yan Ke has a loose personality and doesn't seem to care about anything.

In many cases, there is a kind of deepness and sophistication that does not meet the age.

Talking about women today is a bit like an innocent boy who has fallen in love for the first time.

He was closest to Li Dong next door, so he glanced at the computer screen.

The above shows the page of the campus post bar, and the hot post on the top is:

#校草被私实老女孩养励#
#又老干的社会姐姐和美丽少年的不-伦恋#
#Degenerate School Grass Bad Marks#
Yan Ke never visits the campus post bar. The only time he logged into this system was a year ago when he found out that his photo was uploaded to the forum, causing all sorts of troubles.

Then, he hacked the post directly.

And made a virus that can prevent his face photos from being sent to the post bar.

This time, the photo seemed to be taken secretly, and only the back view or profile was captured.

Moreover, the angle and pixels are relatively blurred, which can avoid virus recognition.

According to his indifferent and cold temperament, the three thought that he would hack the post like last time, and it would be over.

However, there is more to it than that.

The young man stared quietly at the glowing screen, his beautiful eyes reflected white light, looking cold and gloomy.

There was no emotion in that innocent and harmless face, but it was terrifying.

After a while, he moved his fingertips, turned back, and sat upright.

While turning on the computer, he said expressionlessly:

"My sister is neither old nor ugly, she is very beautiful, the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

The three of them were a little apprehensive about him at this moment, but in the spirit of roommates, they praised very cooperatively:

"Well, your vision can't be wrong."

I don't know if Yan Ke listened to it, his fingers kept jumping on the keyboard, with an expression of not getting close to strangers.

Seeing him like this, several people are too embarrassed to disturb him.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Fei on the opposite side got up and made a trumpet. When he came back, he heard Yan Ke's turning over.

He scratched the edge of the bed and whispered:

"Yan Ke, haven't you slept yet?"

It was quite a while before I heard the boy's low, sleepy voice:
"Brother Fei, I miss her."

Gentlemen, thinking about women and insomnia in the middle of the night, Zhang Fei didn't know whether to envy or sympathize.

And asked in a low voice:
"Boy, are you serious?"

The person on the bed turned over again, facing the wall:
"This is the first time I like a girl. I have a hunch that in this life, I will only like her."

First love... Most of them will fail, but most people will not believe it if they don't experience it once.

Zhang Fei didn't say this, but after a while, he heard the young man say sadly:
"But I caused her to be scolded. Tell me, will she dislike me for it?"

He was so angry that he suppressed his voice fiercely:
"It's not you who scolded her, why did she blame you? Those keyboard warriors are ignorant villains who are very timid in life and only rampant on the Internet, so ignore it."

Thinking that the person on the bed was only a 19-year-old boy, Zhang Fei sighed, and enlightened him like a big brother next door:

"Silly boy, if you like it, go after it. I see that you deliberately left that umbrella in the dormitory today. You must have thought of many reasons before going to her. You are handsome, capable, good-looking, and strong. I don't believe it. If you take the initiative to deliver it to your door, your sister will not want it!"

Yan Ke did not deny that he did not carry an umbrella on purpose because of selfishness.

He didn't want to draw a line with her.

On the first day after resigning, Shi Huan stayed at home and checked a lot of job hunting information on the job site.

Originally, she majored in accounting, and she was still mainly an accountant when looking for a job, but she is good at many things.

Talent jobs such as piano teacher, dance teacher, and painting are also within her scope of choice.

After being busy until the afternoon, Shi Huan received a message from Yan Ke:

Sister, I'm downstairs at your house.

The house she rented was an old community, and outsiders could enter the community, but the gates under each building had passwords, and they had to swipe their cards or enter the passwords to enter.

When Shi Huan went downstairs, he immediately saw the boy with a backpack outside the glass door.

"Sister." Yan Ke smiled obediently, dimples appeared on his cheeks, and asked softly:

"Can I come here to find my sister?"

"...Yes, but I live in a public rental housing."

Yan Ke doesn't mind at all:

"It's okay, I'll just stay in my sister's room."

The smile on his face widened, thinking in his heart, Brother Fei is sincerely not lying to me.

He took the initiative to deliver it to the door, and my sister really wanted him.

(End of this chapter)