Chapter 18: Hurt?

With a dry cough, he pulled his arm and put it on his shoulder to move on.

In the afterglow, she saw that the corners of Qi Yan's hooked mouth were still hanging on his face, and the tiger teeth were looming.

The little kid laughed, and it was pretty good.

The people I met along the way looked at them as if they were ghosts.

When the two of them entered the classroom with each other, the class that was still in class was pressed as if the pause button was pressed, and even the head teacher didn't react for a while.

After a few seconds of silence, the pot exploded underneath, and the girls exchanged heads and ears despite the fact that they were still in class.

"Look at the two of you, Mom, I really want to take CP!"

"Qi Shuai didn't let girls get close to him, it turned out that it was because of ......"

The sound of discussion came into Tang Qiqi's ears, and he realized how close the two of them were in their posture of hooking their shoulders and backs.

Tang Qiqi wanted to let go, but the hand on his shoulder didn't intend to let go.

Thinking that the two of them came over like this all the way, Tang Qiqi could only stiffen his hair and send people to their seats.

The sound of the head teacher knocking on the blackboard drew everyone's attention.

The chatter ceases and order resumes in class.

After class, Xue Sui couldn't wait to turn his head and asked with concern, "What's going on?" Didn't you come ...... in the morning."

Before he finished speaking, a cold gaze shot over.

The rest of Xue Sui's words were stuck in his throat.

It was fine when we came together in the morning.

What is there not to say in this sentence?

Hell yes.

How did he find out that his brother Qi was becoming more and more abnormal.

At the end of class, Tang Qiqi picked up the plaster he asked for from the infirmary, got up and came to Qi Yan's side.

found that the person buttoned up his hat and lay on the table again, and knocked on Xue Sui's table instead.

Xue Sui was playing a game on his stomach, and he was frightened by such a knock.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Tang Qiqi, and hurriedly put down my mobile phone.

"Seven...... Seventh brother, is there something wrong? ”

With the incident last time, it was not as difficult as imagined to shout this title.

On the contrary, there is a sense of relief.

Tang Qiqi put the ointment on Xue Sui's table, and nodded his chin to the person who was lying on his stomach, "Give it to him." ”

"Huh? Okay, okay. Xue Sui swept the words on the ointment - bruises.

I couldn't hold back my curiosity, and asked in a low voice, "Hurt?" ”

"Dead." Tang Qiqi suddenly spit out two words.

"Huh?" Xue Sui's face was clouded.

It wasn't until I saw the dark screen that showed [You have been **XX killed] that I realized what Tang Qiqi meant.

Looking up again, the man was back in his seat.

Xue Sui put down his phone and stared at the ointment in his hand.

The person who singled out a group of people and came out unharmed in the end was actually injured?!

……

The next day, before Tang Qiqi stepped into the classroom, he heard a noise from the class.

Pushing open the back door and entering, everyone looked at her and continued to engage in the discussion.

When he approached, Tang Qiqi found the reason that could cause restlessness early in the morning - Qi Yan's two chairs were smashed.

"You say, who is so bold and dares to touch Qi Yan's things."

"Could it be that someone who disagrees with him, seeing that Brother Qi is sprained now, deliberately makes small moves behind his back."

The discussion between the two people in the front seat reached Tang Qiqi's side.

The two chairs had been smashed beyond recognition, and the parts were scattered.

The table was intact, and even the textbooks were neatly arranged.

The noisy classroom fell into a dead silence when the back door was pushed open.

The people below consciously silenced, withdrew their gossip gaze, and sat back in their seats quietly.

But there are still a few bold ones who turn their heads from time to time.