my villain is too cute

Chapter 214 My Little Poor (28)

After a long time, Han Jin thought for a moment, and carefully asked:

"Xie Jia, what are you going to do?"

Xie Huan pursed his lips, with a hesitant expression, slowly raised his head, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and asked, "What do you think?"

"The content of that document is enough to send Xie Feng to jail."

Han Jin observed Xie Huan's expression to avoid any unhappiness.

Xie Huan lowered his eyelashes, his eyes seemed to be an endless black abyss, suppressing the gloom in his heart,
He couldn't make any decisions when he was irrational, so he said softly, "I don't know."

Han Jin tightly hugged Xie Huan's arm, comforting softly: "Leave it to me, okay?"

Xie Huan was stunned for a moment, then nodded gently, lying on Han Jin's body and stopped talking.

When Xie Huan fell asleep, Han Jin gently put the person on the bed, and stood up cautiously.

Xie Huan's pajamas were turned up, revealing a white waist.

Han Jin was also caught off guard by the shocking scar.

Han Jin held his breath, stretched out his hand to pinch the hem of his clothes, and pulled it up a little.

The criss-crossing scars covered half of his back, in different colors, and some even seemed to have been left many years ago, when he was only very old.

Gritting his teeth, holding back the hostility in his heart, he helped Xie Huan cover the quilt, and walked out of the room slowly.

The living room was completely dark, without even a ray of moonlight, only the rustling of leaves coming from outside.

The air didn't seem to be flowing, and the atmosphere was oppressive and cold, as if a fierce beast was hiding in the darkness, dangerous and deadly.

After a while, the slender figure on the sofa moved.

Han Jin's fingers rested on the computer keyboard, and the faint light reflected on that delicate and beautiful face.

Her expression was calm, leaning on the sofa in a calm and breezy manner, with a softness in her eyes, which was a bit strangely calm.

His bony fingertips were casually placed on the black keyboard, against which his skin was as white as the silver glow of a full moon.

In the end, as if he had made up his mind, he tapped and tapped lazily, the veins on the back of his hands burst slightly due to the force, giving him a somewhat sexy look.

Han Jin looked at the photos displayed on the computer screen, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and he was suffocated.

The slender fingertips casually tapped on the table, and the rhythmic sound resounded in the living room.

Han Jin's legs were lazily crossed, his long eyelashes drooped, his eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, which made people unable to figure it out, and his lips still curled up in a gentle curve, but it was a bit weird.

Time seemed to freeze for an instant, and even the wind outside the window stopped, as if he was afraid of something.

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early morning,

Xie Huan opened his eyelashes in a daze.

The voice said softly: "Good morning, Ah Jin."

"Good morning, baby."

Han Jin dotingly kissed Xie Huan's forehead, and hugged him tightly.

"I'll do it myself."

Han Jin withdrew his hand calmly, rubbed his head as usual, and said dotingly.

"Okay, then I'll go out first."

(End of this chapter)