Chapter 110

"Ling Xiaohan!"

"Well?"

"Why are you so kind to me?"

"Idiot..."

Ling Xiaohan has always been disdainful to answer such nonsense questions.

Ji Qianchen said, "I'll give you another chance. Please answer again."

"Idiot!"

"You..."

Ji Qianchen raises his finger and shakes.

I can't help but put it down again.

"You have no chance."

I thought Ling Xiaohan would tell her that I love you and so on, and she would return him a word that I love you.

Who knows, big president is not enlightened, she also has no way.

Four years ago, she said to him many times that I love you and didn't get a response from him.

Four years later, he clearly seemed to love her, but why didn't he even give her three simple words.

Ah, it's depressing.

Drooping face, hands chin, frown.

How can lingxiaohan say those three words.

These three words are her lifelong obsession.

Eh! Yes.

I saw a riddle on Weibo before.

"Honey, let's guess a riddle."

"Well?" Ling Xiao cold pick eyebrows.

This woman is a little strange tonight. She has a lot to say.

"Listen, and read out the answer." Ji Qianchen cleared his throat and said solemnly, "moths and fireflies are gone. Schoolmates don't have children to leave their hair on. Sometimes they leave one person. Type three words. "

Ling Xiaohan is wringing his eyebrows and thinking seriously.

Before long, the corners of his lips slightly opened a little upward arc.

Ji Qianchen excitedly grabbed his wrist and blinked his eyes: "guess right, please announce your answer loudly."

"It's too hard."

Ling Xiaohan shook his head. His expression was unpredictable and unpredictable.

"Ha?" Ji Qianchen is so surprised that he can't figure out such a simple mystery?

"Well. You can ask rob. " Ling Xiaohan successfully left the pot to rob.

Rob is driving. The black line is like a waterfall.

Young master, I want to hurt him again.

The answer is that I love you. He can figure it out, so can the young master.

But even if he guessed it out, he couldn't say it. Tell the little lady that I love you three words. He can go to Africa for reconstruction tomorrow.

"Rob, do you know?" Ji Qianchen looks at rob.

If rob had guessed it, he would have died.

"Young lady, it's too difficult for me to guess." Rob's serious lies. The corners of the mouth vibrated and the palms sweated.

"What?" Ji qianchendunshen, I feel a bit wrong.

It's hard not to guess it out on purpose?

"Little madam, please give me some reminders. I'm sure you can guess that." Rob had the courage to make up his own mind once.

After all, if the young lady says that I love you first, the young master will be very happy.

"No." Ji Qianchen haughtily turned away his head and said, "I'm worried that I will lower the IQ of future children. I don't think your IQ is good."

Ji Qianchen deliberately used the method of "shock" to force him to speak out.

"I've been with you for a long time, and it's no surprise that I'm getting lower."

Shit!!

Can she strangle this man?

She doesn't want this husband.

Just throw it out of the car.

Ji Qianchen's gnashing teeth.

Is it so hard for him to say those three words?

She was angry. She was born.

Ji Qianchen turned his face and moved to the other side of the window to blow the autumn wind coming in from the window.

Ling Xiao's cold and tall body suddenly moved over with oppressive momentum.

On her right is the door. There's no way back.

"Angry?"

Know and ask!

Ji Qianchen didn't speak with his lips open.

"Some mysteries need to be told at a specific time and place." Ling Xiaohan is patient and explains to her.

"Oh." Ji Qianchen smacks his tongue.

"So let's change places." Ling Xiaohan looks at the watch time on his wrist.

It's half an hour before twelve.

Although it's late, it doesn't matter how late the little woman wants to hear it.

Ji Qianchen picks his eyebrows, and his anger dissipates in a flash.

Change places? Where is it?

In bed?

"Forget it. I don't want to know the answer tonight." Ji Qianchen waved.

I can't imagine ravaging - after ravaging her, add another sentence I love you.She didn't want to know the taste.

"I don't want to?" Ling Xiao frowned and looked at her strangely.

This face change is fast enough.

"Well." Ji Qianchen nodded.

"But I want to tell you." Ling Xiaohan thought about it. He really owed this woman a word.

This debt is four years.

He should have told her the answer four years ago.

Ji Qianchen's hair stood on end.

So domineering, so strong, it seems that she can't get out of bed again tomorrow.

She'd better accept the reality.

Ji Qianchen hung his head and waited for the moment when the car turned into Ling's door.

"Rob, go to Yuncheng University."

Yuncheng University?

On hearing this place, Ji Qianchen suddenly exploded, his eyes protruding, "what do you want to go to Yuncheng University for?"

"Do what you didn't do four years ago."

Lingxiao's mouth is cold and his heart is full of hope.

"What?"

Plop, plop.

Her heart began to beat with a shudder.

Four years ago, that night, holding roses, she hung countless pictures for Ling Xiaohan under the camphor tree, just to give him a good time confession.

She texted Ling Xiaohan that she would wait until he came.

From dawn to dark, at about 11:00 in the middle of the night, she received a message from Ling Xiaohan.

The message said, "I'm here."

With this expectation, she continued to wait.

A rainstorm wet her painting and drenched her.

Until the next morning.

The rain stopped and it was dawn.

Ling Xiaohan didn't show up either.

It's gone forever.

This is the source of Ji Qianchen's hatred of him.

Since it can't appear, why send her that message.

The next day, she had a serious illness, with a high fever of 40 degrees. When she woke up, her mother, who loved her most, died. She didn't even see the last one.

The car turned into Yuncheng University.

Familiar school, familiar scene.

She just graduated from this school.

Nature is familiar with everything.

Ling Xiaohan left the University for four years.

Back to my alma mater, I feel all kinds of things.

Rob parked his car on campus.

"Give me your hand." Ling Xiaohan jumped out of the car first, then walked to the side of the door and held out the broad palm.

Ji Qianchen put his hand on it and jumped out of the car.

Rob didn't follow. He was in the car.

Ling Xiaohan leads Ji Qianchen to stroll in the university campus.

Near 12 o'clock, the lights of the major teaching buildings were off, but there were still some lights in some dormitory buildings.

Walking, as if guided by the soul, they came to the camphor tree.