Chapter 152

After taking the medicine, Ling Xiao's face looks a little better.

Jiqianchen didn't understand how he ran from his chair to the ground.

The God sitting on the ground just doesn't match the God in her mind.

But most of all, it doesn't affect her passion for the God of men.

"Is it better? Let me help you up. " Ji Qianchen reaches out to help him up.

"No." Lingxiao Hanjun's face was covered with a thin layer of frost, and he stood on the table, only to get up from the ground little by little.

Ji Qianchen stood at the same place, but he dared not get close to him shamelessly, for fear of being killed by a sharp eye of a certain God.

Ling Xiaohan seems to be still uncomfortable, and his steps are very slow.

Ji Qianchen worried that he would fall on the road, and followed him sullenly.

After a few steps, Ling Xiaohan turns his head.

Staring at her coldly, "what are you doing with me?"

Ji Qianchen's big eyes rolled: "I'm on my way, see you off. Do you often have stomachache? I'll tell you, it's not good. I'm sure you don't eat on time, and then you work too hard... "

He said a lot around him and taught him.

Ling Xiao's cold half narrowed his eyes, but he didn't say a word, and the cold burst out from his eyes came.

Ji Qianchen closed his mouth uneasily.

"Keep talking?"

"No, hehe, I've finished what I have to say." Ji Qianchen's simple and honest smile reveals a row of neat white teeth.

Ling Xiaohan looks at her smile and always thinks that her smile seems to be healing, which can cure everything.

After reading a lot, I will eventually be attracted by this whole happy woman.

In fact, he will.

It's just that he's Ling Xiaohan.

He will not be in China, to any woman.

No one can get close to him, including the woman in front of him.

Ji Qianchen!

Before Ling Xiaohan left the classroom, he sent Ji Qianchen a word.

"Don't let the third person know about today's matter."

He is Ling Xiaohan. He is a powerful, dazzling and excellent Ling Xiaohan.

His frailty must not be known to anyone.

Ji Qianchen nodded: "don't worry, my mouth is not that big."

Along with Ling Xiaohan, he didn't go out of the school, didn't ask the housekeeper to pick up anything, but went to the dormitory.

"Hey, why don't you go home and ask your mother to make you a warm soup?"

Ji Qianchen can't help calling Ling Xiaohan before he steps into the boy's dormitory.

Hearing her words, Ling Xiaohan's steps stopped. He held the textbook in one hand and kicked it in his trouser pocket at will.

Keep cool even when you are sick.

"Oh."

Ling Xiao gave a cold smile.

I gave her a word.

A word full of sarcasm.

Later, he stepped into the boys' dormitory building.

Ji Qianchen is drooping his head, unable to understand why Ling Xiaohan wants to send her a ha word.

The next day.

Ling Xiaohan is in class.

After class, Ji Qianchen showed up at the door of their classroom with a heat preservation bucket.

Ling Xiaohan's class is already familiar with Ji Qianchen's primary school sister.

Almost every day, we can see her turning around like a top.

The more people dislike her, the more she goes up in the face of difficulties, like a woman warrior who does not fear difficulties and dangers.

"Lingshao, that primary school girl is here again." I don't know who started a coax.

Ling Xiaohan raised his head from the sea of books and glanced at the door of the classroom.

Ji Qianchen beckoned to him: "Ling Xuechang, come out for a while."

Ling Xiaohan stroked his forehead and continued to look down.

Before long, a girl in the class took a heat preservation bucket and put it on his desk: "Ling Shao, the primary school girl asked me to give you the warm stomach soup that her mother made for her."

Ling Xiaohan didn't speak and didn't listen to others.

The girl's legs were so soft that he was frightened by his frightful cold. She put down the things, brought the words and immediately returned to her position.

Ling Xiaohan stares at the heat preservation barrel full of girl's breath, and there is a warmth in his heart.

When Ji Qianchen saw Ling Xiaohan again, she ran after him and asked, "is that soup good to drink? If it's good to drink, I'll ask my mother to cook some more for you. "

"Throw it away." Ling Xiaohan kicks his hands in his trouser pocket and goes straight ahead.

Throw it!

The two words hurt Ji Qianchen's pride and love.

She knew her mother was not in good health, and begged her to cook the soup for her future son-in-law.

I didn't expect Ling Xiaohan to throw the soup away.She and her mother's heart was so thrown away by him.

Ling Xiaohan walked forward for a while, without feeling the footsteps behind him.

Wait for him to turn around.

The petite and thin figure has turned around and left.

Did he say anything wrong?

Turn around and move on, but not as fast as before.

Ling Xiao's cold brow was tinged with a melancholy cloud.

Perhaps it was from this time that he began to affect his mood because of the girl's every move.

-- four years later, the dividing line -

pulled back to reality. Ji Qianchen didn't know when he was pulled into his arms by Ling Xiaohan and pinched his chin: "what's the spirit of walking?"

Ji Qianchen smiled: "I think of what happened four years ago."

Ling Xiao's cold eyes turn with light.

It turns out that, like herself, she would fall into the memories of four years ago.

Yes, the short time of college four years ago.

It's a memory he can remember in his life.

It's about the only woman who can break into his life.

"Just want to be happy." Ling Xiaohan pinches her face.

Ji Qianchen smiles: "did you have fun four years ago?"

Apart from being beaten and abused, she is really not very happy.

Ji Qianchen's words left Ling Xiaohan speechless.

Four years ago, he was really not good enough for her.

Also did not understand what is like, what is love, repeatedly let her sad and disappointed.

A faint mist stained his bright eyes, Ling Xiao Han sighed, "do you want to think about it?"

"It's fun to find masochism occasionally. I want to find out when you fell in love with me. I can't even feel how good you are hiding. "

"I don't know myself."

“……” Ji Qianchen is silent.

The air in the office is stagnant.

"Young master and young lady, is lunch reserved or do you go down to eat?" Rob came forward to interrupt the long silence.

"Yes."

"Go down and eat."

Two people are very tacit at the same time answer.

Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen looked at each other and then exchanged answers.

"Go down and eat."

"Yes."

Embarrassment, full screen embarrassment is spreading.

Ji Qianchen turned a white eye and said, "I'm curious. How can we be husband and wife without tacit understanding?"

Ling Xiao cold thin lips micro hook, pinched a her slender waist: "bed enough tacit agreement can."

Shit!

Is this man shameless?

Ji Qianchen turns to look at rob.

He had been used to shielding everything, turning around and pretending to hear nothing.