Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Storm is Coming

Ling Zishan's first day back on campus can be said to have passed without danger, and for the next period of time, her campus life was quite peaceful

At this moment, Ling Zishan was distressed by the pile of gifts in the room, all of which were dolls, cute pink items, and all kinds of clothes and bags...... And the most terrifying thing is that these things are all from Ning Yuqian's hands, and they are all brought back to her by him every day after work! There is no duplicate one day, and this situation has lasted for more than half a month!

What Ling Zishan didn't know was that these gadgets were personally selected by Ning Yuqian, and the person who paid attention was Ouyang Hao! If Ning Yuqian knew that Ling Zishan didn't like the gifts here, Ouyang Hao would definitely die miserably!

Finally on this day half a month later, Ling Zishan, who returned to the room after school and saw the gift again, couldn't stay any longer, and walked to Ning Yuqian's room with the teddy bear plush doll in her hand

"Brother Yuqian, are you there?"

"Come in" I don't know when it started, Ning Yuqian's voice began to gradually become low

"Brother Yuqian, I have something I want to tell you"

"Huh?" Seeing Ling Zishan walk in with the doll, her deep eyes narrowed, "Don't like it?" ”

"Uh... It's not" Ling Zishan felt the air around the room become extremely low as he asked this question, "It's just Brother Yuqian, why do you bring something back to me every day?" ”

"Don't girls say they all like this?" Ning Yuqian was puzzled

"......" Who said that?

The question in Ling Zishan's smart eyes was too obvious, and Ning Yuqian quickly gave the answer

"Ouyang Hao said"

"Brother Yuqian, this is... Give it to a child!? Ling Zishan asked uncertainly

In fact, there was another question that she didn't dare to ask! Why did you give her these gifts? She was expecting that answer, but she was afraid it wasn't!

"And what do you like?" After being silent for a while, Ning Yuqian continued to speak

"That's actually... Brother Yuqian, you..."Ling Zishan stopped talking, and her face was still a little dizzy because of the question she was about to ask

"Can't you see I'm pursuing you?"

A faint voice came out of Ning Yuqian's mouth, and a trace of narrowness flashed in the depths of Ning Yuqian's deep eyes, and he watched Ling Zishan go from sluggling and wanting to speak to his face full of shock until his mouth opened into a big "O" word

"You... You... I... I..." Ling Zishan was completely incoherent with shock, and pointed at Ning Yuqian and then at herself with a white face, but she couldn't say anything

"Well, you heard it right" Ning Yuqian watched the depths of Ling Zishan's eyes become as gentle as water, leaned forward slightly, half-hugged Ling Zishan into his arms, and said softly word by word next to her ear, "Shanshan, you are booked by me"

Since it is not possible to do it step by step, then directly overbearing, and be labeled as Ning Yuqian to see who would dare to compete with him?

Ling Zishan was forced to the floor-to-ceiling window by Ning Yuqian little by little, and as the distance between the two got closer and closer, the temperature on Ling Zishan's face became higher and higher, and her originally fair and smooth face was as ashamed as a freshly ripe apple, flushed red

"Brother Yuqian......" Ling Zishan, who had been forced to have no way out, put her hands against Ning Yuqian, who was still getting closer, but before she could speak, a gentle and extreme kiss fell on her cheek

Ling Zishan didn't know how she got back to the room that day, she only knew that when Ning Yuqian took a step back, she fled