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

Lan Shuang looked down and saw that the gauze was stained with water when she washed her face just now, and the color of the gauze became darker.

She untied the gauze nonchalantly, revealing the tiger's mouth inside: "Ah, it's nothing, it's already scabbed."

She turned her hand over and showed it to Jiang Han. Jiang Han looked at the row of red tooth marks, his eyes flashing slightly. He was not so red last night, but the scabs were darker in color. They were particularly obvious on the back of his fair hand, like falling marks.

Ruby on the snow.

Jiang Han felt some sense of beauty inexplicably.

But this idea was really perverted, so he coughed lightly and changed his attention: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I won't enter your bedroom again without your permission."

Lan Shuang said as she walked out, leaving her cell phone on the sofa.

She picked it up and saw that her phone was out of power and turned off.

Jiang Han followed her and walked out, "If you want to charge the battery, ask Qi Yuan to find a data cable for you. You can tell him when he brings food later."

"OK."

Lan Shuang sat down opposite, Jiang Han picked up the notebook, moved his fingers quickly, and his expression gradually became serious.

It is said that men are most handsome when they work hard. Lan Shuang nodded in agreement.

After admiring Jiang Han's outstanding appearance for a while, she suddenly discovered that he had a small mole at the end of his eye, which was usually covered by his hair hanging down, but it would be exposed if he lifted it casually.

Sensing her gaze, Jiang Han took time out of his busy schedule to glance at her: "What are you looking at?"

Lan Shuang said without hesitation: "It looks good."

Jiang Han slowly raised his eyebrows and continued to look at the computer screen.

The sunlight fell on him and reflected in his eyes, which actually showed a deep color like the sea. Lan Shuang thought she had seen it wrong, but when she took a closer look, she found that it was true. Jiang Han's eyes were not black.

, but the blue of the sea at night!

It turns out that his foreign ancestry is reflected here.

"Dong dong dong——"

Someone knocked on the door.

Lan Shuang stood up immediately and said, "Here we come."

When I opened the door, I saw Qi Yuan leading the waiters to deliver the food. One of them was holding a light blue dress in his hand.

"For me?" Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows.

Qi Yuan chuckled: "Otherwise? Who do you think is wearing a skirt here?"

Lan Shuang: "You can if you want."

Qi Yuan gritted his teeth, Lan Shuang smiled and reached out to take it, "Thank you."

Then she picked up the phone and handed it to Qi Yuan: "Please go and charge it for me."

Qi Yuan turned to look at Jiang Han, who nodded without raising his head.

"OK."

Qi Yuan took it over angrily and waited for others to put the things away before taking them away.

Lan Shuang took the dress and went to the bathroom to try it on. It felt like it fit, so she took it off and put it away to wear again at night.

When he was leaving, Jiang Han suddenly looked up at her and frowned, "Where's the dress?"

"I tried it on and took it off after I thought it was okay."

She raised the clothes in her hands.

Jiang Han was silent for a moment: "Well, let's eat."

Lan Shuang was helpless, "Xiao Ba Ba, he really doesn't talk much."

888: "Yes, I can count them on one hand, but all the big guys should be like this."

During the meal, the two of them had nothing to say. In the afternoon, Lan Shuang squinted on the sofa for a while. When she woke up, she found that Jiang Han was no longer across the street. She was stunned for a moment, and after looking around, she saw him by the window, talking to something.

People talking.

However, judging from Jiang Han's state, the other party is responsible for "talking" and he is responsible for "communication".

"It's almost time. We're going to attend the dinner. Please dress up. Don't be too plain."

Jiang Han turned his head sharply and gave instructions.

Lan Shuang blinked: "Oh."

She sat up and found a pile of gems, diamonds and pearls on the coffee table.

And her mobile phone was lying next to her, looking inexplicably shabby.

She first picked up her phone, unlocked it and turned it on. There were a lot of missed calls, all from Du Mingsheng.

She felt bad when she saw this person's name. She sneered and crossed over, pretending she didn't see him. Her parents didn't look for her. They probably thought she was working part-time at school.

She thought of something and suddenly stood up and asked Jiang Han: "Shall we exchange phone numbers?"

Jiang Han did not object and reported a series of numbers. Lan Shuang immediately wrote them down. Then Jiang Han turned around and continued to listen to the person on the other side of the phone.

Seeing that he didn't listen to her number, Lan Shuang shrugged and turned to change her dress.

…

After Jiang Han hung up the phone, he also changed into a formal suit, starry sky blue, and a tie of the same color, echoing his eyes.

He lowered his eyes and looked around at the jewelry on the coffee table, and finally picked up a simple tie clip and put it on.

He stood up and adjusted his collar. Suddenly he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. He raised his eyes casually and was stunned.

Lan Shuang's dress has a gradient color, starting from the skirt and going up a little bit, from deep sea blue to light blue, and finally turns to white at the waistline.

It is very much like the painting where the sea and the sky meet.

The top is a tube top design, revealing a large area of ​​delicate white collarbone.

Lan Shuang looked over with her skirt in hand, bowed slightly and smiled at him, "How is it? Is it okay?"

Jiang Han's eyes darkened slightly: "Yeah."

Lan Shuang smiled and walked over to choose a necklace. It was a bit strange that her neck was bare.

Before she could reach out, Jiang Han suddenly picked up a sapphire and diamond necklace and walked behind her, "This one is better."

Lan Shuang was stunned and did not move. Jiang Han's slender fingers gently brushed her neck, and then the cool necklace hung down.

"Master Jiang, I have - uh..." Qi Yuan pushed the door open and happened to see this scene.

The tall and handsome man stood behind the woman and put a necklace on her affectionately. When the woman heard the voice, she turned to look at him. This scene was so beautiful that it could be photographed for jewelry advertising.

Lan Shuang had her long curly hair tied up, and she looked much more dignified. Qi Yuan even didn't dare to recognize her for a moment. She was that dead girl who was a bit naughty and a bit wild.

"Okay." Jiang Han slowly helped Lan Shuang fasten the necklace, let go of his hand, and took a step back to distance himself, as if the ambiguous atmosphere just now did not exist at all.

Lan Shuang nodded: "Thank you."

She picked up the matching earrings from the box and put them on, then sat and looked at Qi Yuan, "Do I need to avoid it?"

Jiang Han: "No, just say it."

Qi Yuan walked in and closed the door, with a dark expression on his face: "There are many unidentified people on the ship. This dinner may not be simple. I have notified the bodyguards to be fully armed and also contacted the ship. If there is an emergency, we will be there in time

retreat."

Jiang Han said nothing, and the index finger of his left hand unconsciously rubbed the base of his thumb.

Qi Yuan had no reaction to his little move, but Lan Shuang suddenly froze in place.

Jun Conglan in his previous life also had this habit, because he wore a purple jade ring on his left thumb, and every time he thought about it, he would subconsciously touch it.

But Jiang Han didn't wear anything on his thumb, so why did he make this little move?

Lan Shuang's eyes suddenly became complicated when she looked at Jiang Han.