Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"If you're not used to sitting, I can send you away." As soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Xuan adjusting his posture, and his long legs kept changing positions.

Also, a delicate young master like him has probably never seen a house like this, right?

No wonder he didn't say anything after he came in.

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old is at an age when self-esteem is very strong. Zhao Xuan didn't need to do anything at all, just standing in the Hua family was enough to make Hua Minxue feel inferior.

When Zhao Xuan heard this, he immediately opened his eyes wide and said, "Send me away, where are you going?"

"Go home." Hua Minxue spoke concisely and to the point.

"I'm not going home. I had a quarrel with my family, so I won't go back." Zhao Xuan had an idea and said nonsense seriously.

Hua Minxue stared at Zhao Xuan expressionlessly, as if judging the authenticity of his words.

Zhao Xuan looked calm and didn't even have to draft any lies. "I really didn't lie to you. You also know that I don't like to study but like to play. My family can't stand me messing around, so... we quarreled." .”

Hua Minxue's black and white eyes continued to stare at him unblinkingly, and after about a while, he said, "Then you still have to go!"

His tone was still so calm, and you couldn't hear the emotional fluctuations in his words.

Zhao Xuan didn't know whether his words aroused a wave of emotion deep in his heart, but he had already said the words, and he was not afraid to continue making up lies, so he simply continued.

"Classmate Hua, I know you are cold-faced and kind-hearted. Otherwise, you can take me in for one night. I can help you with things! I can do the dishes, laundry, etc..."

Damn it, the original owner has never washed clothes since he was this old.

Zhao Xuan didn't wash it himself. He didn't need to do it before. A cleaning technique could make the clothes clean, so there was no need for him to do it himself.

Now in order to stay, Zhao Xuan is risking his life.

"You also know that my grandfather was a soldier, and my father is also a soldier. They all have a tyrannical rule that good people come out of the stick. If my grandfather and I go back after a fight, my leg will be broken that night!"

Sorry, grandpa, I will discredit you for now. Don’t blame me. I will definitely rub your shoulders and back when I get back.

Zhao Xuan apologized silently in his heart.

Hua Minxue seemed calm, but his fingers had already been curled up. He turned around, took his schoolbag and returned to the room, "Just... for one night."

Zhao Xuan immediately showed a successful smile after Hua Minxue entered the room.

Still so easy to deceive.

Get it done.

Zhao Xuan, who stayed behind because of the ruse, walked around the Hua Minjie Hall. The interior of the hall was made of red bricks and was not decorated, so the light inside the room seemed even dimmer.

There were very few things in the room. Apart from two back-to-back chairs, there was only one table. The table was still very old and creaked a bit scary when pressed.

Zhao Xuan carried his schoolbag and gently pushed the door open and entered Hua Minxue's room.

The room was equally simple, with very few things, not even a wardrobe.

Hua Minxue turned his back to the door, sat at his desk, and wrote his homework vigorously. He looked like a good student at first glance.

Zhao Xuanfang walked behind Hua Minxue with light footsteps and suddenly said, "Hey."

Hua Minxue made no move and was not frightened at all.

Zhao Xuan didn't succeed. He put his schoolbag on the stool next to him out of boredom, then moved the stool next to Hua Minxue. He put his hands on the table, rested his chin on his palms, and stared at Hua Minxue.

The lighting in this room is almost the same as outside. Fortunately, there is a lamp on the desk. Otherwise, Hua Minxue will definitely have to wear glasses in the long run.

Instantly, I felt like I was looking at a beautiful woman under the lamp.

Hua Min learned to write slowly for a few seconds. The pen he originally intended to write the answer also inexplicably wrote "Zhao"...

If he hadn't responded promptly, I'm afraid the word Zhao Xuan would have been written on it.

Zhao Xuan didn't notice Hua Minxue's desertion, because Hua Minxue quickly crossed out the typo and continued writing calmly.

Hua Minxue wrote too seriously, and the light reflected his face sideways, like a layer of hazy light, and Zhao Xuan was too embarrassed to disturb him anymore.

Zhao Xuan, who was a scumbag, was too lazy to make progress. He subconsciously changed his position, stretched his legs, and subconsciously stretched forward, with his left leg pressing on his right leg.

He put his hands down and stacked them, like a primary school student. This posture attracted Hua Minxue to look sideways, but Zhao Xuan lay down in the next second, with his chin on the back of his hands.

Hua Minxue, "..."

Zhao Xuan, who lacked interest, fell asleep quickly. He turned his face to Hua Minxue, his long and thick eyelashes drooped, his eyes closed tightly, and his peach blossom eyes were no longer full of smiles, but kept glistening with water.

Hua Minxue looked sideways for a few seconds, pursed his lips, stood up, rummaged through the woven bag, and finally found the blue blanket at the bottom that he had just bought last year.

Walking back behind Zhao Xuan, he gently unfolded the blanket and covered Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan slept soundly, covering himself with a blanket, as if he had found a source of warmth, and unconsciously rubbed his face against the blanket twice.

Hua Minxue's fingers were originally placed on the corners of the blanket, but because of Zhao Xuan's rubbing, his fingers were also rubbed. The smooth and soft skin of the young man's cheek rubbed back and forth, like an itching feeling that was tossing in his heart.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand, made fists with both hands, and sat back stiffly. He was so flustered that he only dared to stare at the test paper and never looked at Zhao Xuan next to him.

The temperature of the tips of the ears rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cheeks turned slightly red.

Several times, half of the radical of the word Zhao was written. Hua Minxue pursed his lips. Countless ripples were stirred up in the calm lake of his heart. He suppressed it, stirred it up again, suppressed it again, and rippled again.

It was such a mess that in the end, Hua Minxue could only hear the sound of Zhao Xuan's shallow breathing. It was obvious that the boy was sleeping very softly, but he just couldn't ignore it...

Hua Minxue, who could no longer calm down, subconsciously moved his chair back in a hurry.

The sound of tearing woke up Zhao Xuan, who had just fallen asleep for a few minutes. He rubbed his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Have you finished writing the function? Did I sleep for a long time?"

Hua Minxue made too much noise and was not in the mood to continue writing. He hummed casually. In fact, he was so guilty that he didn't hear clearly what Zhao Xuan said.

Zhao Xuan took out his phone and looked at the time. It was [-]:[-], and he said in a long, lazy voice, "What should we have for dinner?"

"Instant noodles." Hua Minxue's ears turned red and his face was expressionless.

He looked calm on the outside, but panicked in his heart.

Zhao Xuan hummed, then reluctantly said in a more lazy tone, "Can you change it to something else?"

Very much like a spoiled child.

Hua Minxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stacked a few test papers together in a panic and put them away.

"No."

Zhao Xuan is a flexible person, "...Okay."