Quick time travel female supporting role: the sickly villain is suave and seductive

Chapter 107 Mr. Jiang is in Zhenxiang again today 37

As she spoke, Lan Shuang opened the lid, revealing a stack of awards, certificates and... photos?

"If you want to take a look, just sit here and look. There are still my clothes in the room inside. I'll take them out."

"good."

Jiang Han agreed and sat on the sofa. He picked up the certificates in the box and looked at them. Mandarin certificate, computer certificate level 2, primary school Chinese teacher qualification certificate, English level 4, blood donation certificate, volunteer certificate, high school diploma...

They come in all sizes and shapes, and they even have driver's licenses.

Jiang Han opened the page and looked at the green photo of Lan Shuang, and couldn't help but smile.

Looking at this thick stack of certificates, Jiang Han could imagine how fulfilling Lan Shuang's life had been in the past few years.

He put these aside and picked up the photos below to look at them. They ranged from childhood to adulthood. Most of them were Lan Shuang's own and those with Du Mingsheng, ranging from the young one to the cardamom girl, from the junior high school campus to the university.

During the freshman ceremony, they almost all used the same posture, taking photos that looked intimate but were missing something.

The more Jiang Han looked at it, the worse his face became. He looked around and saw a pair of small scissors under the coffee table. His eyes lit up and he immediately picked it up. He picked up a photo and carefully started cutting along the edge.

Lan Shuang was packing her luggage in the room. The big suitcase was quickly filled up. She didn't actually have a lot of clothes here. One suitcase was more than enough. Take the rest of the things you can and throw away the ones you can't.

After packing, she came out with her suitcase and saw Jiang Han clicking the scissors.

"What are you doing?"

Lan Shuang took a closer look curiously and found that Jiang Han was holding her photo with a focused expression - the kind that cut off Du Mingsheng without leaving a single hair.

This man probably has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every time he cuts the edges neatly, without leaving any flaws, it looks like what the photo originally looked like.

Lan Shuang couldn't help but feel that Jiang Han looked a little childish and cute.

Jiang Han looked up at her, held the scissors and asked, "Can't you do it?"

Lan Shuang smiled and shook her head: "Okay, you can cut it as you like, but wouldn't it be too troublesome? How about just tearing it up and throwing it away? It's of no use anyway."

As she said that, she wanted to pick up the remaining photos, but Jiang Han stopped her, "No, these photos are from your past. I want to collect them, but I don't want to see the person named Du, so just cut him out. I don't

It’s too troublesome.”

Seeing his insistence, Lan Shuang didn't stop him and went to get a pair of big scissors to help him cut.

Soon the remaining pieces were cut. Lan Shuang got up and moved her sore neck and hands. Suddenly an arm stretched out from behind, wrapped around her waist and pushed her to the wall next to her, pinching her.

Her chin turned her around, and her hot breath swept through all her senses.

"What are you doing... um..."

Broken words are the best testimony of emotional emotion.

Lan Shuang soon had no time to distract herself and think about anything else.

Jiang Han grabbed Lan Shuang's waist forcefully and asked her to turn him around, leaning against the wall and kissing her wantonly.

Lan Shuang had no choice but to put her arms around Jiang Han's neck for strength.

The two of them were so selflessly indulged in the joy of this moment that they didn't realize that the door was opened from the outside. In other words, only Lan Shuang didn't notice. Jiang Han heard the noise outside the door early in the morning, but he deliberately didn't let go.

Kailan frost.

You can guess who will come at this time.

Jiang Han's eyes flashed slightly, he clasped Lan Shuang's hand and pressed it against the wall, slowly but firmly inserted his fingers in, intertwining his fingers.

The person who entered the door obviously did not expect to see such a beautiful scene when he returned home. He was stunned and did not react at all until the thing he was carrying fell to the ground and made a shattering sound.

"Pah——"

This crisp sound awakened Lan Shuang's consciousness. Her eyes gradually focused and she looked at the person at the door. As if she was dissatisfied with her lack of concentration, Jiang Han bit her lower lip gently.

Lan Shuang snorted, then pushed Jiang Han and said vaguely: "There is someone."

Jiang Han reluctantly left her lips, turned around and looked at her fiercely, with a bit of desire and dissatisfaction.

"You...you guys?" Du Mingsheng looked like he had been greatly shocked. He staggered back. In the end, he forgot to close the door. He missed the door and fell directly into the corridor. If he hadn't grabbed the stairs next to him in time, he would have fallen into the corridor.

I'm afraid I might roll down.

Jiang Han sneered, turned around, packed up the photos on the coffee table and put them back into the iron box, then walked out with the iron box and the suitcase.

He walked to the door and said to Du Mingsheng, "It's an eyesore."

Du Ming was so angry that he almost suffocated to death. He suddenly got up from the ground and reached out to pull Jiang Han's collar. Lan Shuang stepped forward and grabbed his wrist and asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

What?"

"What to do?" Du Mingsheng's eyes turned red: "Shouldn't I be the one asking you this?"

He looked at Lan Shuang in disbelief: "Forget it if you bring a wild man back to our home, you are still here with him making love to me in front of me. Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Lan Shuang: "..."

Why does this remark sound like an ancient drama about mental retardation?

The gender is wrong, brother?

Fortunately, most people have gone to work at this time, and no one from the houses in the corridor pays attention to this place.

Lan Shuang shook off Du Mingsheng's hand and said coldly: "Why should we consider your feelings? First, I have said before that if we meet again, we will be enemies. Do we still need to ask for the opinion of the enemy when we are intimate in front of him?

"

"Second, didn't you say that I broke up with you? Then who I am intimate with has anything to do with you?"

"Third, this is my boyfriend and fiancé, not the wild man you call me. Please be respectful."

"Fourth." Lan Shuang showed him the spare key in her hand: "I came back after saying hello to the landlord. Who knew you would come back suddenly? I haven't blamed you for interrupting our kiss."

Du Mingsheng's eyes widened, "What?"

His mind was in a state of confusion, and he only heard Lan Shuang say that Jiang Han was her fiancé.

"Have you really been with him? How long has it been? And you have reached this point?"

Lan Shuang didn't have any reaction yet, but Jiang Han felt unhappy for a moment after hearing this.

He let go of the suitcase, grabbed Du Mingsheng's clothes, and threw him into the room with a little force. Du Mingsheng fell to the ground, his facial features wrinkled together in pain.

"You pushed her into the abyss first, so who are you to ask why she bloomed in the abyss?"

Jiang Han raised his hand and caressed Lan Shuang's face, his movements gentle and sympathetic, "Let's go."

Lan Shuang nodded, she was gentle and peaceful when facing Jiang Han, but when she looked at Du Mingsheng, the warmth in her eyes completely faded, "Du Mingsheng, just wait, your good days are still to come."

After saying that, she closed the door hard.

Du Mingsheng, your good fortune is yet to come, just tomorrow.

(End of chapter)