The male protagonist insists on the villain HE[Transmigration Book]

It wasn't until Jiang Ye realized that something was wrong with him, but they had only been separated for less than a morning, so who would be mad at Cheng Yichuan?

"Xiaochuan, what's wrong?"

Cheng Yichuan said sullenly: "A very annoying person came to see me."

"An annoying person?" Jiang Ye thought for a while, "Is your uncle looking for you again?"

Cheng Yichuan hugged his waist and shook his head.

There was someone Cheng Yichuan hated but he didn't know. Jiang Ye held his shoulders and sat on the chair. Cheng Yichuan sat on his lap, hugged his neck, and rubbed him affectionately.

Yang Langcen has been abroad all these years. Father Jiang knows about him, but Jiang Ye certainly doesn't.

Cheng Yichuan didn't want to tell Jiang Ye too much about Yang Langcen, and he didn't want them to meet someday.

If he didn't say anything, Jiang Ye wouldn't know anything.

Sure enough, Jiang Ye was puzzled seeing him like this, and while squeezing his hand, he asked, "Who is that? You are so sad, how could I not recognize you?"

"I didn't cry because of him." Cheng Yichuan lowered his eyes, as if a little shy, and said, "I miss you."

Jiang Ye choked up, and then smiled helplessly. He really had never seen a clingier person than Cheng Yichuan, and he could shed tears just thinking about him.

With such helpless complaints in his heart, Jiang Ye couldn't help showing a smile on his face, "I won't leave, I'm watching all day long, you are not annoying."

Cheng Yichuan rubbed his face against his, and the soft touch made the two of them smile in unison.

"It's not annoying, it's not annoying for a lifetime."

Jiang Ye laughed until he lost his eyes, and held him in his arms for a while and kneaded him. However, Cheng Yichuan has grown a lot recently, but his weight hasn't kept up much, and the touch is not as good as before.

"Let's go out to eat hot pot today." It happened that the weather turned cold, and eating hot pot was lively and warm.

Cheng Yichuan nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

"You can play nearby for a while, come and have dinner with me at noon, and wait for me at the school gate in the afternoon." Jiang Ye knew that it was impossible to let Cheng Yichuan go back, so he thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

But Cheng Yichuan said again: "Brother, there is nothing I like to play around..."

Jiang Ye was a little embarrassed, Cheng Yichuan saw his expression, and added: "I can just wait for you in the corridor, brother just needs to come and talk to me once in a while after class."

He blinked his thin single eyelids, the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't look forced at all.

Seeing that Jiang Ye was still hesitating, he called again: "Brother." Jiang Ye: "Why don't I ask the teacher if I can let you come in and sit next to me to listen."

Cheng Yichuan immediately knew that the matter was settled, he pursed his lips into a smile, and said firmly, "Teacher will definitely agree."

Jiang Ye tapped him on the head, "You are so sure."

When Teacher Liu heard about this, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you understand? I mean, it's useless if you don't understand."

"I can understand." Cheng Yichuan said affirmatively, "I have already studied it by myself, and I just reached the content of the second year of high school."

Teacher Liu: "Then... okay, I'll tell them, but you have to be quiet and don't disturb other students."

"Don't worry about this teacher," Jiang Ye assured, patting his chest, "We will be absolutely quiet, and we won't say a word."

Hearing this, Mr. Liu glanced at him incredulously, thinking that it was impossible for Jiang Ye to be so peaceful.

Sure enough, his guess was verified during class.

Some students in the class were very curious about the little brother/brother next to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye had a bad reputation before, and there were very few people who liked him in the class. He suddenly became gregarious in the backstage, and only then did he have a lot of interaction with the classmates in the class.

But they are still very curious about who this little brother/brother is.

This is the person Jiang Ye personally brought in. They also saw Jiang Ye rubbing his head, and now he is pinching his face again!Also touched Rua's hair!

How sacred is this.

After much deliberation, the classmates still dare not ask Jiang Ye, so they simply ask Zhuo Yuan.

Zhuo Yuan has been busy supplementing his knowledge these days, and he was basically sleepwalking in school. He heard his classmates ask, "Are Jiang Ye and this little brother/brother real brothers?"

"Jiang's father gave birth to a second child?"

"Could it be that Jiang Ye was too wasteful to adopt?"

Zhuo Yuan, who could not hear clearly, yawned tiredly, "What the hell, don't guess, they are brothers, but not relatives, not related by blood, understand?"

Classmate: "Then why haven't I heard of it before..."

Zhuo Yuan looked at him with black-rimmed eyes, and said with a blunt smile: "I have to explain to you how many pigs he has in his family."

"What's the matter, I found out so clearly, do you want to marry into a wealthy family?"

What he said made this classmate's face turn blue and purple for a while, and Zhuo Yuan added maliciously: "Then don't think about it, just like you, Jiang Ye doesn't like his brother, but he doesn't like you."

Classmate: "..." He gave him a sad and indignant look, and kicked his desk hard.

Zhuo Yuan called out lazily, "Jiang Ye, look at the trouble you caused."

"What's wrong with me again?" Jiang Ye heard him say this when he came back from the toilet, and scolded with a smile: "I think you just don't like me and want to trouble me."

Zhuo Yuan complained: "Do I have that much free time? If you don't believe me, ask your son."

Jiang Ye looked at Cheng Yichuan, Cheng Yichuan had been sitting not far away, just now when Zhuo Yuan was talking to other people, he didn't speak or make a sound, like a transparent person.

Seeing that he really looked at him, Cheng Yichuan said innocently: "Brother Zhuo Yuan said that I can be with my brother."

Jiang Ye: "???"

Zhuo Yuan: "???"

He glared at Cheng Yichuan, the little madman, "That's not what I said!"

Jiang Ye glanced at the two of them, then turned his head and cursed: "You've finished your homework, right? Tell him this."

Zhuo Yuan slapped the table and stood up. Half of the classroom looked at him, and he pointed at Jiang Ye with trembling fingers, "You two...you pair..."

He thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable adjective, so he said concisely: "If you don't treat me to a meal at noon, I will never end with you!"

Jiang Ye glanced at him leisurely, and played with Cheng Yichuan's finger with one hand, "What do you want to eat?"

"There is a seafood buffet nearby, I want to eat that." Zhuo Yuan sat down as soon as he talked about eating, counting the delicious restaurants nearby with great interest.

"Seafood?" Jiang Ye directly passed this, "Xiao Chuan can't eat seafood."

Zhuo Yuan: (▼ヘ▼#)

I heard Jiang Ye added: "Let's go eat next time, and this time we'll make it up."

Zhuo Yuan recovered immediately and looked at Cheng Yichuan proudly.

Cheng Yichuan looked at him with a smile, Zhuo Yuan keenly felt a chill all over his body, he looked at Cheng Yichuan vigilantly, but Cheng Yichuan just smiled and didn't speak.

At noon, Zhuo Yuan felt the revenge from the little crazy batch.

They sat and ate together, Jiang Ye and Cheng Yichuan sat together, Zhuo Yuan sat opposite them.

Zhuo Yuan looked at the two people across the street who were feeding me for a while, and I was feeding you for a while, and fell into deep self-doubt.

Why he and his brother are not so good, Jiang Ye's attitude of wanting to hold his brother in the palm of his hand is actually understandable to Zhuo Yuan, because Zhuo Yuan used to treat his brother the same way.

Until later when his brother was in elementary school, Zhuo Yuan wanted to hold his brother in his arms, but his brother rejected him with a serious face.

Said softly: "Brother, why are you so clingy."

Zhuo Yuan then: "...?"

His brother said again: "It's said in the book that as a big brother, you should be a good example, but you really embarrass me like this, alas." Zhuo Yuan:=_=

From then on, he no longer hugged his brother.

So Jiang Ye is like this, Zhuo Yuan summed it up, looked at Cheng Yichuan, and expressed his meaning with his eyes.

You, something is wrong.

Cheng Yichuan only regarded him as envious and ignored it.

Jiang Ye didn't notice the eye contact between the two, or maybe he pretended not to see it, but nothing would happen anyway, as both of them knew how to measure, so he didn't bother to care about it.

When they came home from school in the afternoon, they got in the car, and the driver said, "We have guests at home."

Jiang Ye heard him take the initiative to answer, and asked curiously: "Who is it?"

The driver is an old man who has worked with Jiang's father for more than ten years. He knows a lot of things and said, "It's a gentleman who just came back from abroad. He hasn't been home for a long time. Mr. Jiang asked me to pick you up early. See you."

Jiang Ye nodded thoughtfully, not noticing Cheng Yichuan's instantly cold face.

The hand holding the arm seemed to be tightened. Jiang Ye noticed it, looked down and saw Cheng Yichuan's pale face, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Brother, I'm fine." Cheng Yichuan forced a smile. He knew that Yang Langcen would not give up easily, but he didn't expect that he would find Jiang's family in the evening if he refused in the morning.

He had just finished speaking bad things about people behind his back. Wouldn't he feel guilty when he saw Father Jiang?

Jiang Ye didn't know what happened to Cheng Yichuan, he couldn't keep up his spirits all the way, and he couldn't speak well.

When he entered the door, he had to put the back of his hand on his forehead in worry, and asked again and again: "Are you really okay?"

Cheng Yichuan shook his head silently.

Feeling a gaze projected from not far away, the owner of the gaze looked at them as if seeing some good show.

Cheng Yichuan knew who it was without looking.

Jiang Ye looked over, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were sitting on one side, and another unfamiliar person was sitting on the single sofa next to them.

This unfamiliar person also had a vague impression. Jiang Ye thought about it, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.

So he smiled at the stranger, "This uncle is..."

"Call him Uncle Yang." Father Jiang said, with the usual ferocious expression on his face. Only those familiar with him could tell that he was actually in a good mood.

"Uncle Yang." Jiang Ye called out politely, and pulled Cheng Yichuan to sit down.

He looked at Uncle Yang on the opposite side. To be honest, if he hadn't seen him sitting with Jiang's father, and his temperament was more mature, he didn't think this could be called uncle.

It looks really too young, looking at the hair that is still somewhat artistic, it doesn't look like something that can be done at that age.

Yang Langcen noticed his gaze, but didn't look at him, but looked at Cheng Yichuan who was beside him.

Cheng Yichuan squeezed Jiang Ye's hand tightly and remained silent.

So he smiled and chatted with Father Jiang.

After talking for a while, Yang Langcen suddenly sighed: "It's been so many years, and the child has grown up...it just doesn't look sensible."

Father Jiang, who was about to agree with him, was taken aback for a moment, but when he heard this, the kindness on his face immediately disappeared.

The author has something to say: These two chapters are to make up for yesterday, today’s is another

Thanks to the old iron who threw the mines: W Changgong does not sleep 1 a day;

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