Wang Ji Teahouse, Ling Zijie's bedroom.

Click, click, Ling Zijie was dripping all over his body, and he made wet footprints step by step.

Although it was far away, he still chose to walk back step by step, wanting the rain to wash away the blood on his body, but although the blood stains soaked through his clothes were much lighter, the smell of blood was still full.

After entering the door, he raised his arm to sniff it, and shook his head helplessly.

"Will your abilities last forever?" Turning around, he asked, looking at another row of wet footprints behind him.

"No, five hours at most, and then I'll show up whether I want it or not." Aning's voice was heard in the air.

"Can you show up now?" Seeing that A-Ning was a little hesitant, Ling Zijie continued: "Don't worry, it's safe here, and no one will see it." ”

"Yes, but ...... But you have to shy away. After hesitating for a while again, A-Ning finally spoke slowly, with a hint of shyness in his tone.

She can be invisible, but she can't make her clothes invisible with her, so for the convenience of movement, every time she becomes invisible, she is naked, and now she is a little ......

"Avoidance? Why? Ling Zijie frowned.

After a while, he smiled: "Are you afraid that you will appear out of thin air and scare me?" Don't worry, I'm very bold. ”

After speaking, he turned to the sofa next to him, and looked at Erlang's legs staring at the empty place in front of him, full of anticipation.

He was really curious about how A-Ning would appear, was it a sudden appearance? Or does it come little by little?

"Why are you ......" A Ning's voice was full of shame, but in a blink of an eye, this kid was not Hu Tian's people, those people couldn't see him at all, but he could see it.

Thinking of this, A-Ning raised his eyes and looked at Ling Zijie, who was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his heart.

"This kid is not very old, but this concentration is really good."

She is still very confident in her figure and appearance, which is why when Hu Tian gave money to her father, her father did not doubt it, with such a beautiful daughter, it is reasonable for those rich people to take out so much money.

But from beginning to end, although this kid has always been able to see himself, he has not shown any greedy desire on his face, and even when he looks at himself, his eyes are very clear, without the slightest distraction, which is completely different from Hu Tian's others.

Thinking of this, she finally nodded and slowly showed her figure.

"You?" Ling Zijie's face, who was originally smiling, changed, and he looked at the stunningly beautiful girl who slowly appeared in front of him with his mouth wide open, and his brain short-circuited in an instant.

How could he ever have seen such a glamorous scene, a naked character girl, standing in front of her with a wet body, only using her hands to roughly cover the key parts, but it was only approximately, the turbulent and proud twin peaks and straight and slender white legs, how could she use two small hands to block this!

He only felt two warm currents in his nasal cavity, and soon, nosebleeds poured out.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Ling Zijie's nostrils bleeding, A-Ning was a little surprised.

"Uh, uh, it's fine." He raised his hand and wiped a handful of blood from under his nose, and his mouth was full of mush.

"Maybe, maybe there will be some internal injuries, well, internal injuries."

After speaking, he quickly got up and walked to the bathroom, his posture was a little abnormal along the way, from A-Ning's point of view, he seemed to have been covering his abdomen and waist.

Nima, what's the situation, why didn't you say it earlier, I didn't have any psychological preparation at all, I thought Lin Xiaoling and Yang Xiaoman were strong enough, but I didn't expect this to be even more unscrupulous, this is provoking me! This is a provocation by Chiguoguo! And the red fruit is very thorough!

Ling Zijie scolded in the bathroom.

Bang Bang Bang! Just as Ling Zijie was lying on the sink to clean his nosebleed, A-Ning patted the bathroom door and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?" What's going on? Open the door and let me see. ”

Walking all the way back from Xingronghui, it has not been an hour or forty or fifty minutes, and now there is a sudden bleeding from the mouth and nose, which is indeed very similar to hurting the viscera, this is a very serious internal injury, if it is not dealt with in time, the consequences may be very serious, so seeing that Ling Zijie seemed to run into the bathroom with his hands on his abdomen, she was very worried.

"Open the door? What the hell are you going to do, hey? If you want me to sin, you don't have to do this, my brother is still underage! Ling Zijie roared in his heart, but his mouth was silent, okay, okay.

"Open the door, if the internal injury is serious, you must go to the hospital for treatment immediately, and you can't delay." A-Ning said seriously outside.

Whoa, Ling Zijie put his head under the faucet and rinsed it with cold water.

"It's okay, you go to the closet first to find a few clothes to wear, and I'll come out right away."

Ah Ning was slightly stunned when he heard the sound coming from inside, looked down at his body, his pretty face was red for a while, and he turned his head to rummage in the closet.

After a while, she finally found a fairly wide men's shirt and put it on her body, the shirt was relatively long for her, the hem looked like it covered her ass, and when it reached the thighs, it was only a little tight and tight at the chest area.

"I've changed it, you can come out."

Crunch, Ling Zijie opened the door of the bathroom, and when he saw A-Ning in front of him, he couldn't wait to turn around and go in again, this outfit is more attractive than just now, okay? Is this little girl doing it on purpose?

Looking at Ling Zijie's eyes, A-Ning also looked a little embarrassed, his little face was slightly red, he lowered his head and dragged the hem of his shirt and whispered: "You don't have clothes in your closet that I can wear, so I found a piece of your clothes......"

"Ahem, well, it's fine." Ling Zijie pretended to be calm, "I'll buy you a few pieces tomorrow." ”

The next morning, Ling Zijie didn't go to school, went out to buy a few clothes for girls, and just wanted to come back, remembering that when A-Ning was wearing his shirt, the two small bulges on his tight chest walked into the underwear store again.

Since he didn't know A-Ning's size, he bought a set of all kinds of sizes, and in the ambiguous eyes of the salesman, he ran all the way back.

Throwing all the clothes to A-Ning, he came to the teahouse in front of him alone, followed Lao Wang's example again, boiled a pot of tea, sat by the window and tasted it slowly.

Tea can calm the mind, it can also wash away the bloody smell of last night, and more importantly, it can calm the restlessness and restlessness in his heart.

The restlessness came from Aning, but the restlessness came from the strange voice in his head.

"Half a year ......" he muttered to himself as he held the teacup.

He didn't know what was going on with him, but he vaguely felt that the voice should have a lot to do with the lines he was cultivating.

"System terminal? Super Soldier Training Program? He silently recited what the voice had said, and suddenly remembered that Lao Wang had told him that when he finished those lines, there would be a great surprise waiting for him.

"Could it be that these are all made by Lao Wang?" Putting down the teacup, he frowned, "But what is it?" What the hell is that old guy doing? If self-destruction is a surprise, I really have to 'thank' that old guy's eight generations of ancestors. ”

In the afternoon, he told Aning to stay in the house and not go out, and went to school alone.

As soon as he entered the door, everyone in the classroom stopped what they were doing and looked up at him in surprise, especially the grass widow, and the anger in his eyes was about to erupt.

"Aha, warmly celebrate the strong return of the new champion, and I will wait for the scumbags to bow down!" Wu Haozhe screamed at the back of the classroom, fell on the table with a snap, and made a five-body throw.

The funny thing is that there are actually more than a dozen guys in the class who don't usually study very well, and they also learned Wu Haozhe's movements, shouting Long live Xueba, long live, long live, and fell on the table together, making several girls in the class tremble with laughter.

Ling Zijie was stunned, standing at the door of the classroom and not knowing how to react.

At this time, a guy who is usually addicted to mischief suddenly stood up and shouted at the widow woman: "Brother widow, it's time to change your name, hahaha......"

It's about to take the college entrance examination, and these scumbags, who are usually unaccustomed to grass widows, are finally no longer afraid of this guy going to the teacher to make a small report.

Syllable! The widow smashed the textbook, stood up abruptly and walked out, stared at Ling Zijie's eyes at the door of the classroom, and said viciously: "Don't think that a mock exam can explain anything, let's see you in the college entrance examination!" ”

After speaking, he rubbed Ling Zijie's body, squeezed out, and walked to the head teacher's office at the other end of the corridor without looking back.

Hula ......, the classroom was thunderous, this guy has been in the class for three years, with his excellent academic performance, everyone is not in his eyes, at this moment to see this guy actually deflated, and it is in his proudest grades, a group of scumbags finally raised their eyebrows, feeling more relieved than beating him hard.

"Brother Jie, you are the pride of our transfer students!" A scumbag who had been inserted in the second year of high school shouted Ling Zijie's name and waved his hand to him.

"Don't, don't just be a transfer student, hitting the grass widow is the ultimate goal of every scumbag of our students, Brother Jie, you are the pride of all our scumbags!"

"That's right, Brother Jie, you are the king of our scum!"

"Fuck off, can you speak, Brother Jie, that's a real scholar!"

A group of scumbags laughed and played with each other, for them, to be able to find some fun in the month before the college entrance examination, is a way to drive away the inner pressure to do a good job.

Ling Zijie was a little helpless, ignored the guys who were making trouble, returned to his seat and put down his schoolbag, and asked Wu Haozhe what was going on.

Wu Haozhe took out a stack of rolls from the pocket of the table, "Here, you didn't come in the morning, I'll clean it up for you." ”

Ling Zijie took the roll and looked at it one by one.

Science and mathematics are similar to what he thought, science and mathematics 293, mathematics 150, Chinese is also okay, 128 in the test, only English made him a little surprised, actually took the test 132, the total score added up to 703 points!

"You guys pretend to look like you enough." Wu Haozhe gave him a punch, "Grass widow 702, send the results in the morning, don't you see his black face, hahaha, it's so cool!" ”

"This ......" Ling Zijie looked at the bright red 132 on the English paper, he didn't know what to say, he really didn't expect to get this score, it seems that Lin Xiaoling has really helped him a lot.

"Say, did you deliberately approach my goddess by saying that your English is not good?" After laughing for a while, Wu Haozhe looked at Ling Zijie with strange eyes.

"No, don't think about it."