Chapter 7 Information

The roses were pressed against her lips, two kinds of bright desire. The red dripping is mixed together, and Qianjiao's nose is still lingering with roses. The fragrance of people, Jiang Yunli's eyes are burning. It's blatantly hot, and the answer is already obvious.

Yes, I just want to add her WeChat, I just want to get close to her.

A trace of ups and downs flashed in Qianjiao's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and then she raised her arm, and her jade white fingers were slender and soft. Soft, lightweight push lips apart. The petal rose, the apricot eyes are pure, and they are speechless: "Little fart." ”

Today's children, relying on their own good skin, anyone dares to flirt.

But Chun's heart sprouts and her children's affection is completely superfluous for her Qianjiao.

"Who's a little brat, I...."

"Oh, just grown up."

Jiang Yunli originally straightened his neck and wanted to refute, but Qianjiao choked back his words with an understatement.

Jiang Yunli puffed out her cheeks and snorted, she didn't like to be called a little fart by her.

Qianjiao leaned on the back of the chair, put her arms on the back of the chair, sat with her legs folded, turned her head sideways, and looked at Jiang Yunli's puffed and speechless expression, but smiled: "At this point, you should study at school at night, right?" Schoolmate. ”

Strange to say, she had learned to be alone and silent a long time ago, building a wall of ice to trap herself, but for the first time she had ever sat here and gossiped with a little kid.

Maybe there are too many things happening today, and the feeling of loneliness is especially acute at this moment, and it is good to suddenly have someone to chat with her and divert her attention.

In particular, chatting with a little kid full of youth is simple, not so complicated and twisted, and it can't be said to be easy.

But the little kid next to her is not as simple as she thought, he is more "dangerous" than anyone else.

He leaned over slightly, approached her, and pursed his lips: "Sister Beauty, we are in college, and we don't have evening self-study." ”

A deep voice was in her ear, deliberately accentuating the word "university".

His voice was really good, as if he was electrified, and he touched her coldly, and Qianjiao turned her head and glanced at him.

The street lamp is dim, reflecting in his eyes, the peach blossom eyes are narrow and long, the width of the double eyelids is just right, there is a hazy charm, but the smell of ruffians in the eyes can't be covered, and the drag is cool.

Qianjiao suddenly asked, "Your name is Jiang Yunli?" ”

Jiang Yunli was stunned for a moment, and then the peach blossom eyes bent a good-looking arc: "Yo, peek at my information." ”

Qianjiao rolled her eyes disdainfully, the WeChat nickname is this word, is he asking this question to test her IQ?

I don't know if it's because of the atmosphere at this moment, she looked at him so closely, and suddenly an inexplicable sense of familiarity came up, but this feeling was not very strong, and there was a sense of déjà vu, which made people really unable to grasp it.

This little brat, she seems to have seen it somewhere.

Even though this doubt flashed in her heart, Qianjiao still didn't say it, she didn't care, she had met too many people, and it was normal to have a sense of familiarity.

In a trance, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the diamond studs shining on his ears, and the familiarity seemed to be suddenly a little stronger, which made her feel a little irritable inexplicably, she withdrew her gaze and said without emotion: "The earrings are good." ”

Immediately, he stood up and prepared to leave.

As soon as she stood up, Jiang Yunli also stood up.

The wind blew, her hair moved slightly, she stepped and passed him, her hair flowing, a few strands swept over his shoulder, he smelled the fragrance of her hair.

With a tremor of her heartstrings, Jiang Yunli couldn't help but catch up and grab her wrist.

Qianjiao turned around, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he handed her the rose: "Although there is only one, but.... Don't be disgusted. ”

Jiang Yunli's expression was innocent and cute, his eyes were shining, full of anticipation, and he almost added a QAQ at the end.

Qianjiao looked at him for a few seconds, then withdrew her wrist and slowly took the rose in his hand.

In the next second, Qianjiao took a step closer with the rose, and her voice was flat: "I don't dislike it." ”

Jiang Yunli's heart beat a few beats, and then she heard her say again.

"But I don't need it either, thank you."

Roses were inserted into the left breast pocket of his T-shirt.

*

After Qianjiao left the square, she did not go home, but drove to the hospital.

In the V.ip ward, a middle-aged man, wearing an oxygen mask, was pale and fell asleep.

Qianjiao sat in front of the hospital bed and asked the doctor, "My father.... Did you really never wake up? ”

The doctor nodded very definitely: "Yes, Mr. Qian, your father is still in a coma and has not been awake halfway." ”

Qianjiao raised her hand and motioned for him to leave.

Qianjiao was the only one left in the ward, and she turned on her phone.

Information three days ago - [Milk has sleeping pills, don't drive, there is a problem with the brakes]

The sender is from - Dad.

She looked heavy and muttered to herself, "Dad, it's not you, who would it be." ”

Who the hell is that person? Why did you remind her in the name of Cheon Jin Kook?