Lincheng International

When Song Zhiqian arrived at He's house, the people in the villa were panicked, as if they were going to prepare for a funeral.

He Zichen's children blocked the door of He Yan's room, crying hoarsely, "Is He Yan dead...... ”

Song Zhiqian's forehead was sweating, and he persuaded the little guy to get out of the way quickly, otherwise something might really happen.

"Don't open the door!" The little guy covered his face with one hand, propped himself on the door with one hand, and sniffed, "In case you open the door, there is only He Yan's corpse, how can you let the weak and pitiful me bear it?!" ”

Song Zhiqian's head was full of black lines, and he looked left and right, hoping that someone could move this little ancestor away, but no one dared to move.

This ancestor is even more difficult to deal with than the one lying inside, who dares to touch the mold.

Song Zhiqian had no choice, so he directly moved He Zichen up, "My ancestor, you can leave a way for He Yan to live, it is not easy for him to live." ”

"No, no, no." He Zichen stretched out his hand to cover his face, and his two little fat hands were stunned that he didn't cover Pan Tao's face, "I can't see such a bloody picture, don't let me see it." ”

Song Zhiqian put him behind him, then took a step back and kicked open the door of He Yan's room with all his strength.

There is a sweet smell of wine.

Song Zhiqian chuckled in his heart and ordered everyone, "No one is allowed to come in, all go downstairs!" ”

Seeing that this was not good, the servants all ran downstairs.

Only He Zichen was not afraid of death, and followed Song Zhiqian into He Yan's room.

The room was dark, the curtains were tightly covered, and there was no one on the bed.

Song Zhiqian looked around, and his eyes fell under the curtains.

The man's tall body was lying under the curtains, motionless, only the side face and the back of the exposed hands, pale in color, and scary to look at.

He had several small unbranded glass bottles in his hand, and the notebook next to him was only a power source and flashing.

"He Yan!" He Zichen glanced at it, and immediately cried out, and shed tears with real feelings.

Song Zhiqian's scalp was numb, and he went over to test He Yan's breath, and after making sure that the person was okay, he quickly moved the person to the bed.

"Xiao Chen, go to his desk and find a bottle of pink pills, and pour a glass of water."

"Good!"

He Zichen was frightened, and did as he was told for the first time.

Song Zhiqian ventilated the room and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, while breaking thoughts.

"Every day is looking for death, and if you die one day, you don't need to worry about Lao Tzu!"

***

Sang Zi didn't listen to Secretary Yan's noise, she walked around the campus by herself, her loose pants were too eye-catching, and she could receive attention anywhere.

In less than twenty minutes, Kyodari had already spread her legend.

During the flag-raising ceremony, she leaned on the bubble tea bar on campus to catch up on sleep, and the rest watched the owner of the bubble tea shop live broadcast her sleeping amid the admonition of the teaching director.

", look good!"

"This shines and envy, and I want cold white skin!"

"The boss went up to talk to her, keep her, and ask which class it is!"

"Pull it down, maybe it's an eye-catching Internet celebrity, and no one in the whole school knows her."

"Anyway, we don't have this person in our major......"

The comments below the live broadcast were wildly brushed, and Sang Zi slept peacefully until the female boss held the mobile phone and carefully tapped her shoulder with a finger.

"Classmate......

Sang Zi twisted his eyebrows, subconsciously lowered his head, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The boss thought she was going to sleep, so she swallowed, "Class is going to be going to ......"

Sang Zi suddenly raised his head, his eyes were not fully opened, but he noticed the mobile phone in the female boss's hand.

She smiled sullenly, having just finished sleeping, and her laughter was a little hoarse.

"Sister, are you secretly filming me?"

The girl tilted her head, her eyes half-squinted, her long eyelashes casting shadows under her eyes like a small fan, and the tone of her mouth was magnetic, giving people the illusion that she had been teased.

The female boss's heart skipped a beat, and her face instantly turned red.

She shouted sorry, and then quickly cleaned up the almost in front of Sang Zi and disappeared in front of Sang Zi's eyes at the speed of light.

Sang Zi: "......"

There is still a mouthful of milk tea, which is wasteful.

She stretched, moved again, and then got up and walked out.

Behind her, the landlady hides behind the bar and yells at the screen.

The comments at the bottom have exploded.

"It's too A!"

"It turns out that girls don't have to cut their hair short...... Handsome? ”

"I'm going to change my husband / smile / "

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