Chapter 181

Ji Qianchen comes out of the bathroom with a painful shoulder.

Ling Xiao walked straight to her, picked her up and put her on the bed, "don't move, have a good rest."

If it wasn't for her restless nature, he would surely ask her to stay in bed for half a month and take good care of the injury.

But she didn't listen.

"I see." Ji Qianchen also felt that he was dying, and the pain in his shoulder became more and more serious.

She'd better lie in bed and be a saltfish.

"Let the doctor check the wound and change the medicine later. This is your mobile phone. Someone just called in." Ling Xiaohan did not question her.

Just very calm to hand back the mobile phone Ji Qianchen.

"Who is it?" Ji Qianchen took over the mobile phone with his left hand, unlocked the fingerprint, opened the screen, and looked at the communication record.

I'll go.

So many missed calls.

It's all that number.

Mubei's number.

And just then, Ling Xiaohan seems to have picked it up. Does he know it's Mubei?

"In fact, this..."

Ji Qianchen just wanted to explain to Ling Xiaohan.

"Have a good rest." Ling Xiaohan blocked Ji Qianchen's explanation with four words.

In fact, he guessed who it was.

But he still didn't want to hear another man's name from his wife's mouth. He couldn't even mention it.

"Oh." Ji Qianchen nodded his head.

"I'm in my study. Call me if you have an emergency."

Ling Xiaohan gets up to leave. Ji Qianchen pouts his lips and looks at him discontentedly: "it's not urgent, can't it be called?"

"Of course."

"That's pretty much the same. Go ahead and ask the servant to send me the tablet. I want to memorize some words. "

Last night, although the woman only spoke Chinese and English, she could feel that neither language was her native language.

She may be a French woman, but there was no need to speak French last night.

Ji Qianchen always felt that in the future, maybe he would really involve in many messy relations with France.

It's only good for her to learn French as soon as possible. There's no harm. She can't be lazy any more.

I heard her reciting words so fast.

Ling Xiao's cold thin lips were slightly hooked. When he came over, he put out his palm and clasped her head, bent over and pecked at her lips. He tasted it wantonly between her lips.

After a kiss, Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiaohan.

"Reward you, come on."

With that, Ling Xiaohan turns around and walks out of the bedroom.

When the servant sent the tablet in, Cheng Cheng came with him.

"Are you finished blasting?" Ji Qianchen smiles and teases Cheng Cheng Cheng.

"After the wool, I'll fry it once. Do you know? He took my first kiss, precious first kiss, you know? Now the more I think about it, the more I regret it. " Cheng Cheng Cheng sits on the edge of Ji Qianchen's bed angrily, breathing heavily, obviously angry.

"First kiss, I think, how long ago was my first kiss?" Ji Qianchen's mind flashed the scene of her brave first kiss four years ago.

That kiss, soul stirring, especially now, she still remember.

……

At the school day party.

Ling Xiaohan, dressed in a white shirt, sits in the middle of the stage illuminated by the magnesium lamp, and plays on the black and white keys with slender fingers.

The cold, mysterious and profound side face, as well as the melodious piano music, stirred the hearts of all students in the auditorium.

He was so outstanding that he took everyone's eyes.

Of course, it also includes Ji Qianchen's.

At the end of the performance, Ling Xiaohan stood on the stage to receive awards and praise from teachers and students.

This is the last time he appeared on the stage of Yuncheng University. It is inevitable that many people would not give up.

Ji Qianchen holds a bunch of flowers in his hand.

Asshole and asshole rushed to the stage to give flowers to the award-winning Ling Xiaohan.

Seeing her coming up, Ling Xiaohan is like seeing a plague. When he sees her, he goes away.

Walk fast.

Into the background.

The dressing room is full of boys and girls who are removing their makeup after performing.

Looking at Ji Qianchen running with Ling Xiaohan behind him, a good look at the play.

Ji Yanran is also in the dressing room. She also took part in the performance. At this time, she is removing her makeup.

Seeing Ji Qianchen's shameless pursuit of Ling Xiaohan.

Her face was full of displeasure.

Reach out a hand to stop the road of Ling Xiaohan.

She wants to see who is more attractive here between her and Ji Qianchen.

"Ling Shao, there's a party tonight. It's said that only those who have participated in the school day performance can participate. Can I be your partner? "This seems to have been deliberately said to Ji Qianchen.

Because she really has no outstanding talent, so she did not participate in the school day this year.

That is to say, she can't go to the party tonight.

Lingxiao cold pestle in place, eyes cold stare at Ji Yanran, "I do not participate in any party, roll!"

Ji Qianchen heard the rolling words and fell down with a smile.

Originally thought that Ling Xiaohan just hated himself, but Ji Yanran, who even boasted that he could be called the flower of Yuncheng University, also gave a roll.

Her mind was balanced.

Thanks to Ji Yanran, she still yells in her ear every day. As long as she gives her hand, Ling Xiaohan is her. She has no share of Ji Qianchen.

Ji Yanran was stunned there, with a trace of embarrassment on her face.

But she didn't give up, raised her eyes, raised a charming smile, and said again, "if you don't attend the party, have a meal. I'll treat you."

Ji Qianchen stands behind and secretly talks.

Ji Yanran, do you think Ling Nanshen has no money at home? Are you still missing this meal?

Ling Xiao's cold patience gradually dissipated, and the anger at the bottom of his eyes was burning.

Everyone in the dressing room can feel a strong cold air sweeping in.

Crunching.

Ji Qianchen seems to hear the creaking sound of something stirred by the wind.

The glass lamp on the top of the head shook the warm yellow light.

Ji Qianchen looks up.

The old chandelier was teetering overhead.

The location of the chandelier is the head of Ling Xiaohan.

It is estimated that the lamp weighs several jin. It is made of crystal glass.

If it is smashed down, the glass will break and plunge into the cold head of Ling Xiao.

The consequences must be unthinkable.

Before she had time to think more, she rushed forward, pushed Ji Yanran away, and tried her best to move in the direction of the next side, throwing Ling Xiaohan away.

Ling Xiaohan suddenly fell to the ground.

Rolled on the ground.

Bang -

a heavy object falls from the roof.

The lights went out.

The chandelier fell to the ground and broke beside them, splashing glass everywhere.

"Ah..."

There was a shriek in the dressing room.

Ji Yanran was afraid of being pierced by the glass, and hurriedly covered her face and retreated to one side.

Only Ji Qianchen, desperate will Ling Xiao cold open.

Her body rested on his strong chest.

He felt his heavy breath and hot body temperature.

Back and arms, from the glass slag tingling feeling.

But she didn't care about it. In the dark, she could hear her heart beating.