Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 19

"Is there a match?" Qin Yunfei took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on his lips, lightly speaking.

Qiao Wen was stunned and nodded, took out a box of matches from the counter and handed it to him.

"How much?"

Qiao Wen: "One corner."

Qin Yunfei hooked the corner of his lower lips, took out a coin from his pocket, threw it on the counter, bent down and looked at him across the counter: "No need to look for it, but you have to help me put the cigarette on it."

In those narrow eyes, there was an unclear look, as if looking at the prey.

Qiao Wen knew very well that although the evildoer in front of him didn't even have a name in the original book, it was someone he couldn't afford to offend now.

After hesitating for a while, he reached out and took out a box of matches, took out a flaring from it, held it in front of Qin Yunfei, and lit the cigarette on his lips.

Qin Yunfei closed his eyes and inhaled fiercely, then raised his eyelids and spit out smoke rings at him.

Qiao Wen couldn't avoid it and couldn't help coughing twice.

Qin Yunfei looked at his white cheeks, blushing from coughing, and a cheerful smile could not help but burst into the corners of his mouth.

He propped his elbow on the counter, obviously he didn't intend to leave immediately, and took another two breaths before slowly speaking, "I heard that there is a younger brother who is in poor health. It should be you? He didn't pay much attention when he came to the West District before. ..."

He unabashedly looked up and down at the opposite boy, his eyes almost filled with a certain straightforward desire, and the following words were self-evident.

Qiao Wen lowered his head to avoid his unbridled gaze, suddenly regretted it, and just did not close the shutter door.

Qin Yunfei spit out smoke rings at him again, and said with a smile: "Did you scare you just now?"

Qiao Wen frowned slightly and remained silent.

Qin Yunfei smiled: "Do you think we are bad guys?"

Qiao Wen said: "Brother Fei must have your reason to do things."

Qin Yunfei laughed lowly, and reached out to cover his right hand, which was still on the counter.

Qiao Wen was taken aback and was about to take it back. The other party had already gently swept the back of his hand, pinched the matchbox next to him, lifted it and shook it, and jokingly said, "I'll take this."

"Brother Fei, it's already taken care of." Scar's broken gong voice came.

Qin Yunfei got up, turned his head to look at Ma Tsai who was returning, and glanced at Qiao Wen, who was sitting on the counter, expressionless, the corner of his mouth was hooked, he put the matchbox in his pants pocket, exited the stall, and said: "Okay, let's go back."

Qiao Wen sighed secretly, rubbing the back of his hand against his clothes in disgust.

He was sure that this body, like himself, hated the touch of strangers.

"Brother Fei, did you just talk to the young brother Nan?"

After walking for a while, Scar asked curiously.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qin Yunfei chuckled lightly, and said, "Did Zhao Asi cause anything to happen recently?"

Scar had a look of contempt: "What can he cause? If it wasn't for a pretty boy Nan who could do some work, those two gambling stalls would not be enough for his dozens of mouths to eat."