Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

Zhai Xingchen put down his phone, took a book, and sat at the head of the bed to read.    

    

The boy on the bed beside him could not help but look over curiously and whistled. "Zhai Xingchen, you're still a bookworm?    

    

What are you looking at? "    

    

Zhai Xingchen ignored him and continued to flip through the books.    

    

He did not dodge either, so the boy on the upper bunk saw the book name and read it out loud - "Fundamental Changes and Fundamental Analysis." "What the hell is this?"    

    

The boy asked in puzzlement, his head hanging on Zhai Xingchen's head.    

    

"Analyzing the number of equations and mathematical analysis in the infinite vector space."    

    

Zhai Xingchen's voice was clear and clear, and his speech was neither fast nor slow.    

    

"So profound!"    

    

The boy on top of him said, "Brother, how many points did you get in the middle school examination?"    

    

Zhai Xingchen shook his head. "I didn't."    

    

Although he had finally spoken, it was clearly very difficult to continue this topic, so the topic ended.    

    

The few boys once again chatted about the girls they had seen during the military training these two days. Finally, someone mentioned Gong Suhe.    

    

"I think after looking around, Gong Suhe is still the best in our class!"    

    

"Nonsense, didn't you see our school forum? Her popularity is about to surpass that second-year senior!"    

    

"Did you guys find out? Does she have a boyfriend or not?"    

    

"No! I heard it from her deskmate!"    

    

"F * ck, there's a chance!"    

    

"Don't argue, she can only be mine!"    

    

"Scram!"    

    

In the beginning, the conversation was quite normal, but later on, they started to talk about the girl's breasts and legs, and the topic became more and more divergent.    

    

Zhai Xingchen's gaze was always on the book, but at the end, he was unable to flip a page for a long time.    

    

He placed the book on the table, and the sound was a little loud.    

    

The people who were chatting animatedly all looked over at him because of the commotion.    

    

Zhai Xingchen ignored their gazes and went straight to get his toiletries. He took advantage of the time when it was close to ten o'clock to wash up by himself.    

    

Because of this interruption, everyone could not continue their conversation.    

    

Someone looked at Zhai Xingchen's back as he left and could not help but be curious. "Hey, what do you think his legs are like?"    

    

"God knows! If you're curious, why don't you take off his pants and take a look!"    

    

"F * ck! I'm not a pervert!"    

    

"Then that's it! Anyway, I definitely can't watch it. I advise you not to be curious, lest you have nightmares! "    

    

"However, I have an idea. I'll try it later..." When Zhai Xingchen returned, he happened to be in time to turn off the lights.    

    

He fumbled his way back to the bedside and supported his body to lie down.    

    

He turned on the blanket and covered himself with it before going to change his clothes.    

    

However, just as he took off his pants, he suddenly felt something slippery.    

    

Zhai Xingchen's body bounced instinctively, and then he grabbed the thing and threw it out.    

    

At the same time, the flashlights from two places shone on him at the same time, accurately landing on his body.    

    

The sudden bright light blinded Zhai Xingchen temporarily. He held the blanket in one hand and raised the other to block the light.    

    

The two boys who were playing the prank were a little disappointed. Zhai Xingchen did not lift the blanket at that moment, so they did not see anything.    

    

The two of them knew that they could not see anything even if they wanted to, so they immediately put away their phones.    

    

Their line of sight turned dark again. Zhai Xingchen held the blanket tightly in his hand and grabbed a piece of wrinkle.    

    

His body trembled slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was replaced by coldness and ruthlessness.    

    

After a long time, he gradually adapted to the darkness, and his gaze locked onto his own pair of eyes. His fingers seemed to have sunk into the center of his palm in the direction of his legs.