my villain is too cute

Chapter 888 Spoiling the Prince (11)

Ruan Fang couldn't help being puzzled, "If it's true, Miss Xu and I have only met once, and we met at a palace banquet when we were very young."

The original owner had participated in that palace banquet, and he still can't remember clearly.

Han Jin: "Maybe."

"Then, why is Ms. Xu so obsessed with me? Is it because of my face?"

When he said this, Ruan Fang was not unhappy. On the contrary, he expressed that he was very happy that he knew nothing but had a good-looking face.

As for his temper, Han Jin knew it clearly.

No matter which plane, cutie cares more or less about her appearance, but sometimes it's not obvious.

Han Jin pursed the corners of his lips, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm also good-looking."

So, not because of your face.

The woman's face was expressionless, but Ruan Fang felt her depression.

This Miss Xu seems to be more than just a little interesting.

There was a chuckle on Ruan Fang's lips, he didn't speak any more, and played chess quietly.

When the chess pieces in the jar were gone, Ruan Fang looked at the chessboard and asked, "Do you think it looks good?"

"..."

He didn't hear the answer, so he looked, and the woman stared at him intently, and was stunned.

"Miss Xu."

Han Jin came back to his senses and didn't feel embarrassed, "Huh?"

Ruan Fang leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair with his elbow and his face with one hand, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Han Jin looked at him and replied seriously, "It looks good."

Ruan Fang smiled slightly, pointed to the chessboard, "I mean this."

After a cold meal, he looked over and saw that black and white chess pieces were placed in the shape of a cat on the chessboard.

Probably in the shape of a cat.

Anyway, Ye Ming did not understand what Shizi was displaying many times.

Han Jin was silent for a while, ignoring his conscience, "It's very beautiful."

Ruan Fang propped his chin, rolled his eyes with a smile, "Miss Xu..." After a pause, he said, "You are fine."

He naturally knows what level he is, but compared to Ye Ming's straight-forward manner, the feeling of being coaxed is simply not very good.

Cold and silent.

Ruan Fang looked at the scattered black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, and the smile in his almond eyes faded a bit.

Those were a pair of very clear eyes, revealing a somewhat hollow grayness.

His voice was still soft: "Shizi Mansion is such a mess, no matter what your reason is, please don't come in."

Ruan Fang looked at Han Jin: "I'm sorry to say that, but I don't want to marry you."

Han Jin looked into the boy's eyes, and could see the seriousness in his eyes, no one looked away.

Finally, Han Jin staggered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Then I will marry you."

Ruan Fang: ...

Ruan Fang didn't speak any more, stretched out his hand to divide the chess pieces, and began to place them one by one.

Miss Xu is too stubborn to be swayed.

Ruan Fang's eyelashes drooped, and the thick eyelashes covered half of the black pupils, and there was a flash of darkness in the bottom of the eyes.

The two sat in the gazebo for another quarter of an hour. The sun was high and the temperature had risen, making it much warmer.

Ruan Fang's face was slightly pink, and his complexion seemed to be much better.

Han Jin just watched him place it on the chessboard several times, but couldn't see what it was.

Black and white staggered chess pieces are placed on the chessboard, in a mess.

Ruan Fang's hand, which was as white as snow, held a white jade chess piece. When he stretched it towards the chessboard, his hand paused, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"pat..."

The chess piece fell, but Han Jin looked at Ruan Fang.

The young man's long eyelashes drooped, and he didn't know his emotions. He only frowned slightly, revealing that he was not feeling well right now.

The blush on the cheeks slowly faded, turning into some kind of abnormal paleness, almost transparent under the sun.

Han Jin's eyes fluttered, and he quickly stretched out his hand to grab his weakly fallen arm, pursed his lips tightly, and squatted halfway in front of him.

(End of this chapter)