Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 17 Bad girl (17)

If it means that Cen's eyes are like a cold-blooded Rakshasa.

The way Jiang Yan looked at her was like a god of death demanding his life.

Rakshasa is cold-blooded and kills without emotion, so there is no pain.

But death is different...

He has eighteen layers of purgatory, which can torture you layer by layer, and then claim your life.

At that moment, Ming Zixin saw murderous desire in his eyes.

Ignoring Ming Zixin who was petrified by him, Jiang Yan hurriedly approached another girl.

As I got closer, I realized how badly she was injured.

Against the backdrop of blood, the pitch-black left eye looked hollow and terrifying, completely different from the limp little girl before.

Jiang Yan never thought that he would feel suffocating pain.

Those blood drops fell on his eyes, body, and bottom of his heart like knives, spreading and clamoring in all directions.

"Cen Cen... Be good, come down first, okay? The teacher will take you to treat the wound."

Jiang Yan's muscular long arms trembled slightly, and he carefully walked around the girl's thin back, trying to hug her down.

Ming Cen seemed to have suddenly come to his senses. A hint of panic flashed through his indifferent eyes, and he suddenly broke away from Jiang Yan's hand.

She is covered in blood now, and she is in a terrible mess.

It's ugly and scary.

A thin voice sounded from deep inside.

don't...don't look at her...

don't want…

Ming Cen subconsciously avoided Jiang Yan's gaze.

Unable to stand firmly on his feet, he fell back——

Jiang Yan's hand suddenly stretched out, wrapped around the girl's slender waist, pulled her back, and then he held her tightly in his arms like a child.

There was a sound of breathing around.

"... "

unbelievable…

Mr. Jiang, who never liked being close to others, actually hugged her!live!up!school!Pa? !

This teacher Jiang has not been here for long, but no one in the school does not know him.

Girls do it because of his handsome and dignified appearance, while boys do it because the girls in the class always like to mention him and get annoyed.

But no one dared to provoke him.

Many students saw the usually majestic principal and leaders acting respectfully in front of him.

Jiang Yan has his own personal office, which is larger than the public offices of several teachers.

He has never been to the teachers' cafeteria to eat.

There are quite a few wealthy people in the school, and the sharp-eyed ones noticed that he was wearing unusual brands, almost all of which were custom-made.

At the beginning, many girls wanted to climb high. He was so good-looking, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, almost perfect body proportions, and his face was even more attractive. How many of them could not be attracted by him?

They always find ways to get to Jiang Yan's office.

But later, everyone found out that something had happened to the girls who had been to Jiang Yan's office. Some of their companies went bankrupt, and some of them lost their jobs. In the end, those girls had to transfer to other places to study.

At this point, everyone knew that Jiang Yan was not a good-tempered master, and anyone who provoked him would end badly, so no one dared to touch this Buddha anymore.

And now-

Jiang Yan stroked the girl's hair with his palm, comforting her one after another, saying comforting words over and over again, his movements were jerky but extremely gentle.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's okay..."

【this is not your fault. 】

【it's not your fault. 】

The murmur was as hazy as a mist.

It seemed that someone had comforted her gently like this before.

Who is it...

Ming Cen did not resist him anymore, and Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around, he hugged Ming Cen and walked towards the school gate. The surrounding students also consciously gave way. When he passed Jiang Yan's office, his black shirt was pulled.

"Just here, don't go to the hospital."

The man's heart sank, but he only paused and walked straight through.

Immediately, the shirt was pulled tighter.

In desperation, Jiang Yan had no choice but to change direction and walk to his office.

He held Ming Cen in one hand, and used the other hand to make a phone call, and said in a low tone, "Let Dean Zhang bring the team to me."

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