I really don't want to be a villain

Chapter 42
Holding the knife in his hand, Lu Qiming peeled the apples unhurriedly, glanced at the bottle from the corner of his eye from time to time, didn't speak, just doing what he should do.

Let her take the initiative to talk to Yan Heng?At least not for a short time.

According to her declining IQ level, she will perform a performance for the people in the future, and sell herself.

Yan Heng was lying on the bed, seemingly very bored, his fingers dangling up and down with the dripping water.Most of the blushing on his face has receded, revealing his original whiteness and tenderness, which looks soft, like a piece of tofu, which makes people have the urge to take a bite.

Lu Qiming handed the peeled apple to Yan Heng, feeling a little bit overwhelmed.Looking at Yan Heng like this, he doesn't seem to be worried about tomorrow's review at all, so could it be that he is already ready to googoo?
After all, she tentatively opened her mouth, "Brother Yan, are you feeling better now?"

Yan Heng raised his eyes, pursed his lips slightly and smiled, "It's much better."

She didn't want to hear this answer at all, Xiao Lu was wronged, Xiao Lu didn't want to talk.

But the mission requirements do not allow her to do this!Feeling aggrieved, Xiao Lu spoke again, "Brother Yan, can you still go to tomorrow's review?"

Yan Heng's shaking fingers stopped, the worried little girl wished she could make a mistake every day.He can't understand her now...

"Go, after all, it's Director Xing's invitation, it's not good not to show face." He threw a sentence lightly, hitting Lu Qiming's enthusiasm every minute.

"Brother Yan, your body... why don't you take a good rest?" She suggested with concern, both inside and outside her words showed her concern for Yan Heng, but in fact, her thoughts, whether it was her or Yan Heng , are very clear.

"It's okay, I'll just sit and rest there anyway." Yan Heng raised his lips and smiled, and took out the phone, sliding his fingers casually, not knowing what he was looking at.

Lu Qiming's liver hurts, she always felt that Yan Heng had already seen through her, or she would just lie down and admit defeat. "Old Mu, I think my IQ may not be suitable for this task. I'm going to apply to my superior to quit the task, do you think it's feasible?"

The system chuckled, "What do you think? Besides, it's not your style to give up halfway, right?"

It is naturally not her style to give up halfway. In fact, how can Lu Qiming say that he has no style?She has always been forced to move forward, and she has never had her own style.

But if she wants to get out of Bai Yi's control and have her own life, then she must fight hard.

"Indeed, let me struggle a little more." She responded softly.

Yan Heng leaned close to her face and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Ming, what are you thinking?"

The scorching breath rushed to the face, with a faint green tea fragrance, wafting from the tip of the nose, which inevitably aroused people's ecstasy.

But for the straight daughter Lu Qiming, it doesn't exist at all!
"I was thinking, Yan Heng, you—" She almost spoke out all the thoughts in her heart with a flick of her mouth.If he hears this, I'm afraid he will be cold before he is cold.

Yan Heng laughed softly, and teased, "So you were thinking of me."

"Are you ready to tell Brother Han?" He raised his hand and brushed Lu Qiming's loose hair behind his ears, and pinched her earlobe.

Feels good.

"???" Lu Qiming had a black question mark face, she thought Yan Heng had forgotten about this, but she never expected that she was waiting for her here.

She hates!

(End of this chapter)