Chapter 182

Ling Xiao's cold back is close to the cold floor, and his eyes are shining in the dark with a complex sense of anxiety.

He didn't expect that this thin and weak looking girl would throw herself away recklessly just to avoid the risk of being hit.

Ji Qianchen's eyes are turning.

I feel nervous and excited at the same time.

An evil thought came out.

There are very few opportunities to bring down the God.

Now this time, it can't be wasted at all.

Maybe the next second, she will be pushed away, but since she hasn't been pushed away, it's not necessary to make it up.

Ji Qianchen can't help but caress the cold and strong chest of Ling Xiao.

First wipe, can wipe more, is a little.

"Hey, take your dog's paws." Ling Xiaohan is about to turn over.

Ji Qianchen held his shoulders, relying on a little intuition in the dark, and the light from someone's mobile phone nearby.

Shaking his courage, he kissed the thin lips of Ling Xiao.

This is her first kiss.

No regrets to the God.

Ling Xiaohan was suddenly kissed, but he could not return to God for a long time.

Ji Qianchen likes the cool mint taste. Once touched, he can't extricate himself.

Learn from the Idol TV series, when men and women kiss.

Ji Qianchen stretches out his tongue and takes the initiative to pry open Ling Xiaohan's jaws.

The crisp and numb touch from the tip of the tongue pulls Ling Xiao's cold thoughts back from the chaos.

Two strong big hands, hold her shoulders and lift her away.

"Ah ah." Ji Qianchen was left on one side, with his hands on the ground and his hands pierced by the glass.

The pain forced her to scream and sweat.

These days, kissing the God of man, also need to pay a painful price.

Ling Xiaohan hears her painful cry and looks to the ground.

A strong light came right from the door, and someone came with a flashlight to check the lights and wiring.

The light of the flashlight stabbed Ji Qianchen's eyes.

She hurriedly turned away her cheek and crossed her hands to block the glare with the back of her hand.

Ling Xiaohan followed the strong light and saw the blood on her palm and the scratch on her arm.

She was hurt.

It's because of him.

He is not hard-hearted or completely cold-blooded.

It's just that he can't be merciful.

"Is anyone hurt?" Several flashlights hit the site of the accident at the same time, and a staff came to inquire.

Ling Xiaohan reached out his hand and handed it to Ji Qianchen: "get up."

Ji Qianchen listens, excitedly stretches out the small hand, puts in his palm.

Let him pull her up hard from the floor.

"To the infirmary." Lingxiao ordered in a cold voice.

Although it seems that he expresses his thanks mechanically, Ji Qianchen is as happy as eating honey in his heart.

The God of man didn't kill her because she took his first kiss.

In fact, I don't know if it was his first kiss. Who knows if he had kissed other girls before.

But at least, her first kiss was out.

Give it to him, there is no regret in this life.

Ji Yanran watched Ji Qianchen follow Ling Xiaohan's back, walk out of the dressing room and stamp his feet angrily.

And what else did they just do on the ground?

It's too dark for her to see.

After the medicine was given out from the clinic, Ji Qianchen hummed a tune and was in a good mood to the extreme.

Ling Xiaohan seems to have finished the task. Leave her behind and go.

"Hello, Ling, wait for me." Ji Qianchen followed up with the wound on his hand.

Ling Xiao turns his face and stares at her with cold eyes. "What else?"

"Was that your first kiss?" This question hovered in her mind for a long time. From entering the clinic to leaving the clinic, she decided to dare to ask.

If it's the first kiss, she can hang upside down in the dormitory bed for three days without sleeping.

"Shut up, don't mention the kiss." Ling Xiaohan didn't want to recall the scene on the ground anymore.

He is a man of flesh and blood. He has a feeling for kissing naturally.

However, he was a tall and big man, but he was knocked down and kissed by a little girl. If this is spread out, the whole Yuncheng University will have to see his jokes.

Fortunately, the kiss was in the dark without a light.

Otherwise, he could not help but want to strangle the girl.

"Oh, I will not talk about it, but I will talk about it in my heart."

"No mention in my heart."

A warning of bullying.

Ji Qianchen is wronged.

In his heart, he can also control it. The God of man is so domineering."Well, I won't mention it. My hand can't draw the design drawing. You have to take charge of it, right?" Ji Qianchen asks Qu Baba to extend his palm.

Glass pierced into the palm, holding the finger and moving the pen, the wound would also hurt.

Ling Xiaohan looked down at the girl with no face or skin. "Then don't draw."

"Well Our teacher asks us to hand in a lot of design drawings every day. We can't do without drawing. "

"I said you don't have to draw, don't follow me." Ling Xiao coldly left a warning and left proudly.

The next day in class, the teacher asked everyone to hand in the design drawings as usual.

Ji Qianchen has a head hanging on the table, which is no different from the dead fish.

This class is the harshest old witch teacher in the Academy of fine arts.

"Others must hand it over to me before class is over, except Ji Qianchen."

Ji Qianchen stood up from the chair with a scrape.

"Really? Teacher, don't I have to pay it? " Ji Qianchen points to himself and asks incredibly.

"Yes, it's you. You can be lazy if you hurt your hand. Are you happy?" The old witch gave Ji Qianchen a sneering glance.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Ji Qianchen rushes to lingxiaohan's classroom as soon as class is over.

Ling Xiaohan comes out of the classroom with his textbook, ready to rush to the next classroom.

Ji Qianchen followed him around, chirping after him and asked, "is that what you said to the teacher? I don't need to draw design drawings."

"No." Ling Xiaohan denies it directly.

"Are you not a ghost?"

Ling Xiao's forehead is full of cold and black lines, and his mouth is twitching.

Why don't he just be a ghost once.

"It must be you, ha ha, you are responsible for me when you do this, but can I ask for other responsibilities, such as making a living?" Ji Qianchen takes advantage of the opportunity.

Ling Xiaohan stopped, picked up the textbook in his hand and gave her a hard pat on the head. "Daydream can wake up."

"Oh It hurts. " Ji Qianchen caresses the head that is patted painful, low incantation.

Ling Xiaohan has gone far with his book.

"Hey, if you beat me stupid, you're responsible for me, like that..."

Ji Qianchen's loud and clear voice came into Ling Xiaohan's ear from behind.

He raised a fleeting smile at the corner of his mouth and walked on without stopping.