Chapter 3I'm the Villain in My Husband's BL Novel

Leo frowned slightly, his tone turning cold. "What's wrong with you?"

I pushed my messy black hair back from my forehead and unbuttoned the top button of my shirt that was choking me.

The rage in my chest was bubbling up to my throat.

Because just now, I hit my head.

And suddenly, a flood of memories poured in.

I live in a BL novel, and I'm the vicious male side character!

With my brain overloaded with plot points, I was incredibly irritable.

"What? I'm done pretending."

I sat down and crossed my legs, foot shaking.

"You didn't really think I was some pure, innocent angel, did you? Hilarious. I'm tired of acting."

I stared at Leo, waiting for his shocked expression.

Unexpectedly, he remained expressionless and just said, "Okay. Then don't pretend. Put your leg down, crossing them is bad for your knees."

My bouncing leg stopped. I put it down.

It felt like punching cotton. Unsatisfying.

It made me look like I was throwing a tantrum for no reason.

Leo lowered his eyes and buttoned my shirt back up.

His warm breath hit my face. In the end, I didn't push him away.

"Come on, let's go record," Leo said, taking my hand and leading me out.

That's Leo for you. He makes it impossible to stay angry.