When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the domineering male lead of the iceberg was bent (2)

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During lunch, Qi Yan was called by Luo Han.

I opened my eyes in a daze, looking at the four dishes and one soup in front of me, with all the flavors and colors in front of me, a little confused: "Is the school so powerful now?"

Luo Han handed over a pair of chopsticks, then poured him a glass of water and set it up: "I asked the butler to bring it."

"Oh." Picking up the chopsticks and taking a bite of the dish, Yu Guang suddenly saw a handkerchief next to him: "What is that?"

"Huh?" Luo Han followed his gaze and looked a little embarrassed when he touched the handkerchief.

Meng Zhiying borrowed this from him today, and stayed without knowing what happened.

"So familiar..."

Luo Han was a little flustered when he heard what Qi Yan said. After all, Meng Zhiying provoked himself on the first day of school, but now he keeps the other party’s handkerchief...

"Uh, this is..."

"This is not my handkerchief."

……

Qi Yan's words silenced both of them.

Luo Han looked at him, and he looked at Luo Han too.

For a long while, Qi Yan pointed to the handkerchief and explained sincerely: "Last time, I seemed to lend it to classmate Meng Zhiying."

"So?" Luo Han frowned, his tone chilling unconsciously.

"She won't return me..." Qi Yan ate a big bite of rice, and murmured as he ate, "The last time I saw her being bullied so pitifully, she lent her a handkerchief. She said she would return it to me after washing. , The result has not been returned to me."

Somehow, Luo Han heard some small grievances in the other's tone.

I thought of my friend lent a handkerchief to Meng Zhiying, and Meng Zhiying didn't say anything, but gave it to herself. Is it because she wants her friend to laugh at herself after discovering it?

[The favorability of the male lead to the female lead is -5, current favorability: 25]

"Next time, don't lend anything to others indiscriminately." Luo Han said solemnly: "I will come back for you this time, and I won't care about it next time."

"Oh." Replied dullly, Qi Yan rolled his eyes, and suddenly leaned forward and smiled: "Do me a favor."

Started by the face close at hand, Luo Han and Qi Yan were looking at each other, and his unconscious face was a little hot.

"How?"

"By the way, I washed it for me. Compared with the taste of others, I can still accept the taste of cold."

I can still accept the taste of cold...

The taste of cold is acceptable...

The smell of cold...

Taste!

Luo Han's mind buzzed, something seemed to explode in his heart.

Slowly raised his hand, trying to touch the person in front of him, but the sight flashed, and the person opposite had sat back obediently and continued to eat bit by bit.

Can't ignore the regret in my heart, clenched his hands, and quietly retracted it.

The person on the other side has fair skin, exquisite facial features, and even some demon-soft beauty, coupled with his gentle and gentle temperament, is undoubtedly popular with girls.

Qi Yan grew up by himself, and his changes were seen in his own eyes. However, at this moment, Luo Han suddenly wanted to hide the other party and prevent others from spying.

Realizing that he had such a ridiculous idea, Luo Han frowned tightly, put down his chopsticks, said that he was full, and walked away.

[The male protagonist's favorability degree for Qi Yan +10, current favorability degree: 65]

[The male protagonist's favorability for Qi Yan is -5, current favorability: 60]

[The male protagonist’s favorability for Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 65]

……

A series of reminders sounded in his mind, and Qi Yan ate the food leisurely without paying attention.

Since you are determined to bend straight men, there will definitely be tangled moments. Qi Yan doesn't need to worry too much, he has already set off a wave in the opponent's heart, and the rest is waiting to slowly close the net.

Turning out the phone, opening the contact list, slender fingers flicking on the touch screen, and finally stopped at the number of "Meng Zhiying"...