my villain is too cute

Chapter 844 Are You My Patriarch (31)

Han Jin answered politely: "Yes."

"Yunjue is taking a shower." Luan Yunshu pointed to the bathroom.

"Ah."

Luan Yunjue: ...so cold...

Han Jin came to Luan Yunjue's bed and sat down, and put today's dinner on the table.

Luan Yunshu moved the small stool, came to the table and sat down, already holding the chopsticks in his hands, watching the woman take out lunch boxes one after another from her wide sleeves.

"No pork ribs." Han Jin lifted his eyelids and glanced at Luan Yunshu lazily.

Luan Yunshu nodded quickly: "Yes!"

After the words fell, he had already started to move his chopsticks... wolfing down the meal.

A group of ghosts attacked regardless of location and time, making Luan Yunshu unable to eat properly all day.

Halfway through eating, Luan Yunjue came out of the bathroom, and it took only 10 minutes from entering to exiting.

Because I heard the movement outside.

Luan Yunjue brushed his hair carelessly, came to the bedside and sat down: "Old Ancestor."

The curvature of the young man's lips is gentle and soft, and the water in his eyes is slowly shining, extremely beautiful and warm.

Han Jin's eyes dimmed, and he quietly concealed the emotion in his eyes, and handed him the chopsticks: "Eat."

"Yeah." Luan Yunjue took the chopsticks, bit a piece of pork ribs, and said, "Old Ancestor, today I want to learn the healing talisman."

Luan Yunshu paused, startled: "Are you injured?!"

"No, no." Luan Yunjue quickly waved his hands, looked at her coldly, and was relieved to see that she didn't respond.

"I'm not injured, I just want to learn." He explained.

"Okay." Han Jin said softly, "I'll teach you after dinner."

After that, the dormitory was quiet. After dinner, Luan Yunshu had something to do, so he left the dormitory first.

"Where is it hurt?" The cold voice spoke slowly.

The boy who was cutting yellow paper at the table froze. Under the warm yellow light, the boy's skin was delicate and white. He moved his lips as if nothing had happened: "I'm not hurt."

The slender eyelashes covered half of the pupils, Luan Yunjue pursed the corners of her lips, a little nervous.

Han Jin is now behind him, with his arms supporting the desk from both sides of him, his eyes are slightly cold: "Hide it from me?"

The cold breath penetrated into the body from behind, and Luan Yunjue tightened his grip on the scissors.

He closed his eyes, let go of the scissors, raised his right arm, and replied in a low voice: "Arm."

Han Jin was expressionless, and sat down beside him, holding his elbow with his slender white hand, and opened his sleeve with his other free hand.

With fair skin, there is a patch of black on the forearm, which is the resentment entering the body.

Han Jin tightened his grip on his elbow, then took out the medicine box, and gave him the medicine without saying a word, with a pair of black eyes that were cold and piercing.

Luan Yunjue pursed her lips and whispered, "It's just a small injury, so..."

"Small injury?" Han Jin raised his eyes, but the coldness in his eyes hadn't subsided completely, Luan Yunjue swallowed his voice, not daring to say anything.

Han Jin lowered his head again, gave him the medicine, and asked, "Who hurt you?"

The tone was extremely dangerous. If that person was in front of her, she would kill him without any doubt.

This kind of coldness was a little strange to Luan Yunjue, he said in a very small voice: "That man is already dead."

"I want a soul body." Han Jin looked at him with cold eyes.

Luan Yunjue: ...

Do ghosts never let people go?
"Forget it." Luan Yunjue sighed, his tone soft: "That's the glutton in the cafeteria, he helped me before."

It was because of this that he was stunned at the time, and the injury was really a small injury, and he only discovered it when he was taking a shower.

Han Jin had no emotion on his face, and his face was still not very good-looking.

(End of this chapter)