Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 103

In view of Chen Canan’s howling too loudly, the two downstairs really couldn’t sit still and ran up to knock on the door.

Hao Zi: “Brother, are you okay?”

Li Xingchen: “Anan, do you need help?”

Hearing the voices of the two men, Chen Canan returned to normal a little bit. He let go of Qiao Wen, and then he sat down and wiped the tears on his face. He replied, “It’s okay, you leave me alone Talk to Xiao Qiao for a while.”

“Oh, then you have something to call us.”

Chen Jianan heard the sound of footsteps outside. He turned his head to look at Qiao Wen, saw the other person standing up, and immediately grabbed his hand nervously: “Where are you going?”

Qiao Wen: “…” This fool won’t be scared of PTSD, right?

“I’ll get you a kerchief and wipe your face.”

Chen Jianan raised his hand and wiped his face at random, and said, “No, sit still and don’t move.”

Qiao Wen looked at him deeply, sighed heavily, sat down again, turned around, put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a leisurely manner: “Brother Nan, I’m really fine, and I won’t leave you.”

Chen Jianan fixed his eyes on him, and asked uncertainly: “Really?”

“When did I lie to you?”

Chen Jianan thought about it-next, it seems that Xiao Qiao did not lie to him. Thinking of this, he finally became a little normal, and asked, “What happened today?”

Qiao Wen leaned in front of him, sniffed, and asked with frowning: “Did you run back?-You smell of sweat, just go take a bath, let’s talk slowly.”

Chen Jianan rushed up from the foot of the mountain, and he was indeed sweating. At this moment, the sweat almost dried up, leaving only the masculine smell of fragrance. He raised his clothes and lowered his head to smell it. He also felt that he was too masculine. He felt embarrassed when he thought of holding Xiao Qiao for so long. He touched his head and stood up and said, “Well, then I will take a bath first.”

After taking two steps, he thought of something again, turned his head and hesitated: “Xiao Qiao, you accompany me-get up.”

Qiao Wen couldn’t laugh or cry: “Brother Nan, I’m not a ghost, I really won’t disappear.”

Chen Jianan walked back and took his hand, humming: “Xiao Qiao, just stay with me.”

Acting like a child is the deadliest. Qiao Wen sighed helplessly: “Okay, I’ll accompany you.”

The bathroom was large, and the shower room was separated from the washstand outside by a shower curtain. Chen Jianan slipped into it naked, while Qiao Wen lazily leaned against the washstand to accompany him.

As soon as the shower was opened, Chen Canan inside suddenly pulled the curtain to the side and asked: “Xiao Qiao, what is going on today? You can tell me carefully.”

Qiao Wen was quite caught off guard by his sudden frankness.

It’s not that I haven’t seen him, but only occasionally when changing clothes, inadvertently-glimpses. Although Chen Jianan is very carefree, he is still very civilized in front of him, and has no hobby of walking birds. Now that he is so straight and exposed in front of him, he still looks back.

Qiao Wen couldn’t help but glanced at his slender and smooth figure, then glanced at the key parts, and had to admit that the visual impact was so great that he didn’t know where to look.