Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

When the surrounding eyes all swept over, Xie Ning couldn't control himself and became impulsive.

However, the impulse is refreshing for a while, and after the excitement, you have to survive in a desperate situation.

After realizing what he had done, his face turned pale, and he lowered his voice like a discouraged ball to Duan Ling's cold eyes: "Why are you so fierce?"

Having read more than half of the original book from Duan Ling's perspective, Xie Ning could vaguely predict Duan Ling's plan even with a subtle expression.

Before the pen was sent flying, he first pressed Duan Ling's hand, then retracted both hands at the same time as if nothing had happened, and sat back upright.

"Be quiet, I really want to study."

However, the plan to muddle through is doomed to fail.

When his right cheek was pinched by two fingers, Xie Ning frowned in pain.

"Who is quieter?" Duan Ling asked with a half-smile: "Aren't you quieter by learning by yourself, and ask me to fuck?"

"It hurts! I said that I can only ask you questions, others ignore me."

Duan Ling paused.

In order to divert his attention, Xie Ning quickly pushed the textbook in front of him, regardless of the cheek being pinched, and pointed to a big topic with somewhat obscure principles.

"Like this, I won't do this!"

Duan Ling glanced at the textbook twice, and turned over the page with her free hand.

"No exam."

"How do you know?" Thinking of Duan Ling's identity, Xie Ning asked softly, "Could it be...you read the monthly exam papers in advance?"

Duan Ling laughed back angrily: "Why don't you just say that I wrote the paper?"

While speaking, he keenly felt a look of resentment and disgust. He met Ye Xuan, who was obliquely in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"You know Ye Xuan very well?"

The stinging pain on his face receded quickly and turned into a scorching aftertaste, followed by an unexpected tweak, the change from front to back could be called 180 degrees.

Xie Ning looked up in a daze: "...Huh?"

"He seems very upset."

Not knowing why he said that, Xie Ning looked diagonally forward, only to find that Ye Xuan was watching them.

Those eyes were like two empty wells, deep and gloomy. After learning about the relationship between him and Xiaomao, the faces of the two overlapped inexplicably.

But it's not the same person after all. Facing Xiaomao, Xie Ning might feel that this is just a stimulating treatment, but facing Ye Xuan at this moment, he is only left with embarrassment and panic in his heart.

It's over, this misleading scene was seen!After breaking up, I have a handle!

There was no discomfort as imagined, and the smooth fingers slowly slid across the flushed cheeks. Watching the tender skin gradually become more intense, Duan Ling's eyes dimmed, and the strange emotion of unknown origin surged again. heart.

Like plaster, Xie Ning moved back in parallel, and asked in surprise, "Duan Ling?"

"..."

A few seconds later, Duan Ling came back to her senses, glanced at her fingers with disgust, and then glanced diagonally forward.

At some point, the textbooks on the table obliquely in front disappeared, as did the slightly thin figure.

Not long after Ye Xuan left, Meng Jijiu and the baby face at the school gate also disappeared. The situation really turned around, but Xie Ning's mood was even more messy than when he was in a daze just now, and his cheeks were hot as if they were about to burn. Get up, especially where it has been wiped.

...Is it swollen?

He touched his face, thinking uncertainly.

That night, they stayed in the library until seven o'clock, and after the person who wanted to beat him left, Duan Ling couldn't see him flipping through the textbook page by page, so she mercifully took the textbook and drew him for the exam s things.

Xie Ning was so moved that he couldn't bear it. On the way back, he pressed hard on the knowledge points of the midterm exam. After all, there will be no such good things after breaking up.

When Duan Ling took the textbook, pressed the car window with a sneer and made a gesture to throw it out, he finally gave up the idea.

When I got home, it was past eight o'clock.

It's hard to tell how many times Xie Ning slipped back into the room under the hesitant sight of Xie's father. Xie Ning turned on the light and took out the cell phone that was muted in the library, only to discover the message from Meng Jijiu.

Before he could zoom in on the picture, new news came. Meng Jijiu asked him if it was convenient for him to go upstairs now.

Seeming to be something urgent, Xie Ning put down his schoolbag and went up to the third floor without changing his clothes.

The door of 301 was open, and the room was pitch black. Meng Jijiu leaned against the door, touching his nose with his hand without crutches.

"The sound insulation in this neighborhood is too poor. When I heard the door opening, I thought you were back."

"I went to the library to stay for a while before I got home." Xie Ning followed him into the house: "What can I do for you?"

Meng Jijiu's voice was weak, and he didn't look directly into Xie Ning's eyes.

"It's nothing, the light bulb is loose, my legs are not very convenient, and my sister is timid..."

...So that's what happened. Just now he wondered why Meng Jijiu didn't turn on the light.

Xie Ning rolled up his sleeves, never thinking about how Meng Jijiu knew that the light bulb was loose and not broken, and why would a good light bulb be loose?

The loose light bulb was in the living room. Meng Jijiu used a flashlight to help him illuminate the light. Xie Ning moved a stool in the corner, reckoning that his height of 1.7 meters should not be out of reach.

A simple task like unscrewing a light bulb takes less than a minute.

With the flash of light, the delicate waistline under the hem of the uniform loomed, Xie Ning continued to put on the lampshade, and Meng Jijiu, who was facing his side, kept his eyes on him, then quickly turned his head away, his face was so red that it was about to bleed.

After finally unscrewing the light bulb, Xie Ning jumped off the stool and rubbed his sore arm.

"Next time if I come back late, you can just say you are my friend and ask my dad for help."

Although Mr. Xie's cooking skills and IQ are average, he is still very good at physical labor.

Meng Qijiu half-covered his face, nodded stiffly, obviously in his own home, he didn't seem to know where to look, his eyes wandered left and right.

Xie Ning looked at his red ears and asked doubtfully, "Do you have a fever?"

"No... a little hot."

There was no air-conditioning in the room, and it was indeed a bit stuffy, and he was sweating.

"Nothing else, I'll go back first." Xie Ning said, hesitating for a long time, but still didn't ask him why he came to Yangcheng today.

Mainly because of a guilty conscience. In the final analysis, Xiaomao's crying in anger has nothing to do with him. What's the difference between him mentioning this and delivering it to his door.

But he didn't speak. Seeing that he was going to leave, Meng Jijiu found a topic subconsciously.

"Wait! By the way, do you know Ye Mao?"

Xie Ning froze, and after a few seconds, he pretended to be natural and asked, "The boy transferred from your school?"

"Yes, he wasn't bullied a few days ago, right? Little Cap can't speak, you know..."

Before Meng Jijiu could finish speaking, Xie Ning quickly interrupted him, his voice raised twice than usual: "No!"

"..."

Meng Jijiu didn't expect him to have such a big reaction, and while he was in a daze, Xie Ning added in a low voice without confidence: "...It's just that someone talked to him, so it shouldn't be considered bullying."

After ambiguously defending himself, Xie Ning licked his dry lips, blushed and glanced at the cast on Meng Jijiu's feet.

"If it's about Little Cap, you'd better ask someone else."

Although he is a school bully, he has limited mobility. If something happens in the near future, he can still run if he can't beat him.

Meng Jijiu didn't know that he blushed when he lied, and seeing Xie Ning's expression change with his own eyes, his mind was in a daze, and when Xie Ning turned and left, he didn't have time to think about other topics.

However, this time he didn't stop, but someone stopped him for him.

When he turned around, Xie Ning clearly felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by a small force. He turned his head and saw a little girl who was not tall, with loose long hair and pale, translucent skin.

It was Meng Jijiu's younger sister, Meng Lili. Meng Lili shrank in the room all year round. When there were people other than Meng Jijiu at home, she would never leave the bedroom, but she came out today.

Meng Jijiu blinked his eyes in disbelief, and almost lost his grip on the crutch in his hand.

"Lili...?"

Meng Lili?

The little girl who appeared suddenly scared Xie Ning into a cold sweat. After finding out that it was Meng Lili, it was not good to push her away, so he could only look at Meng Jijiu for help, but Meng Jijiu was following Meng Lili at this moment. He stared at Meng Lili like a fool.

"Little sister, I have to go." After 1 minute, Xie Ning had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.

He doesn't have any redemption physique, let alone a heartthrob, there is no reason for this situation to happen? !

Before Xie Ning could figure it out, Meng Lili, whose back was turned to Meng Jijiu, suddenly took another half step towards him. After his nose fluttered, his dim eyes lighted up slightly, and his little hands gripped even tighter.

"..."

At that moment, Xie Ning's almond-shaped eyes widened, and suddenly he understood the reason for the abnormal situation in front of him.

Meng Lili was sniffing him.

...To be precise, it was Duan Ling's smell on him.