Autor: Thirteen pure ones Máquina traductora
The tip of his ears instantly burned red, and an alluring blush appeared on Qi Yan's face.
Long Yu, Lin Qiang, Wu Hao... ...
They had just come back to their senses when they felt their throats tighten again because of Qi Yan's beauty.
They were straight men The boss was a man, a man!
They repeated this in their hearts repeatedly, and they finally had the courage to face Qi Yan's beauty directly.
But before their palpitations disappeared, the girl with a ponytail and a pure and pure face suddenly shot a cold glance at long Yu and the other two.
The color of her eyes, as if they see through them, like a knife, with killing.
Long Ge, Qiang Ge... ...
Long Yu and Lin Qiang hold down, but see a side Wu Hao, that face pale, forehead is also fine sweat, obviously have not seen the world.
Looking at each other, no one dared to regard this pure and beautiful girl as Qi Yan's vassal.
This is not a small white flower, is clearly a rose with thorns!
"Here's to you, sister-in-law! "
* Oh, yeah
Three years in high school, three years in junior high school, and elementary school... ...
That's 12 years.
Qi Yan had never memorized a text before.
Now, he fell into the hands of Xia Ling, is really like Sun Wukong in the palm of TATHAGATA.
Sun Wukong has 9981 kinds of changes, but can not escape the palm of the Buddha.
And Qi Yan, from Xia Ling set him up, his whole world has changed.
Those classical Chinese, only long and longer division, in the past beat Qi Yan, he will not go back.
Something so hard and painful, it doesn't belong to him.
But now, Xia Ling had used the same trick. The classical Chinese and ancient poems from High School entered Qi Yan's mind one by one.
There was nothing that Xia Ling could not carry on her back.
*
During pe class, Xia Ling accidentally sprained her ankle when she was practicing throwing shot put.
Qi Yan rushed up and helped Xia Ling Up.
"lingling, are you okay? "
"I'm fine. I just sprained my ankle a little. " Xia Ling looked at Qi Yan and knew exactly what he was going to do.
She was wearing a school uniform and had white shoes on her feet. One of her slender ankles had become as red and swollen as a steamed bun in an instant.
Her skin was Pale, and from the looks of her injuries, it was rather shocking.
Qi Yan squatted down. "come up, I'll carry you to the school's medical room. "
A pair of Bright Almond Eyes looked at Qi Yan, and that slightly crafty look instantly gave Qi Yan a headache.
"Say it, what are the conditions for carrying you? What do you want me to carry? "
The unspoken lines were all snatched away by Qi Yan.
Blinking, Xia Ling looked at Qi Yan. "Baby, you're really getting smarter and smarter now. "
Qi Yan really did not care for this compliment.
It was all a lesson of blood and tears.
"The ground is cold and dirty. What conditions do you have? Take advantage of my impatience and quickly bring it up. If it's any later, I want to use a special method, but you don't like it anymore. "
Special method?
Carry her to the school's Infirmary in public?
Qi Yan had used this method the last time.
From then on, the whole school knew that in order to pursue the girl, the school bully behaved rudely, causing the girl in the school's infirmary to be so scared that she did not dare to speak.
Xia Ling... ... Did not want to see the same thing happen again ...
In a low voice, she said.
"This time, it's Tao yuanming's 'returning to the garden. ' "
"Okay. "
Xia Ling: "Tomorrow, under the Cherry Blossom tree, I'll wait for you. "
"Okay. "
*
Qi Yan helped Xia Ling up and carried her on his back.
The young man's body had a faint smell of soap.
Leaning on Qi Yan's shoulder, Xia Ling's fair fingers slowly drew circles on his back.
The young man's shoulders were not thick, but being carried on his back made him feel very safe.
His footsteps were firm.
See You tomorrow