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Feng Qingning woke up from fright, and when he was in a daze, a woman with a disheveled hair appeared in front of him with a chaotic image.

Feng Qingning almost shot the other party out of 108,000 miles with a thrill, but fortunately, the woman spoke up first to save her life.

"Xiao Qingning," Wen Qian called her with a whimper, and her fair face cried into a pig's head in her loose hair.

"Wen..."

Without waiting for Feng Qingning to finish speaking, Wen Qian hugged Feng Qingning violently and cried loudly with a volume that was enough to shatter his eardrums.

The heart-rending appearance is very similar to seeing the girlfriend fans of idols and actresses.

Is the charm so great?

Feng Qingning suppressed his doubts and patted her on the back gently.

"Sister Wen Qian, are you hungry... I... I'll give you cake. ”

"Don't eat, I don't eat! The main god is getting married, and I'm not happy to eat dragon meat. ”

Feng Qingning's body slammed into the ground, forcibly broke free from Wen Qian's arms, shrunk his little shoulders, and stayed away.

"Little Qingning... You don't want me anymore? "Wen Qian sobbed and partnered, how pitiful and pitiful she was, how aggrieved and aggrieved she was.

But Feng Qingning didn't sympathize with her at all, because she wanted to eat her meat just now!

"Sister Wen Qian... You're so fierce today..."

Wen Qian held her mouth and took a few breaths of special injury before she explained the reason.

"I don't want to do that either... But yesterday when I went to the Demon God Institute, the disciples of the Demon God Institute told me that the Lord God had gone to deliver food to his fiancée, why did he! Why are you engaged behind our backs?! Obviously said that he would protect his idol until he was old, and his idol's bones were not cold, why did he change his mind in a blink of an eye?! ”

Feng Qingning is no stranger to the word idol, and what surprised her was that the god who was the main god of the demon god who was an immortal actually had an idol.

Presumably, the idol of the little god should be a very powerful immortal!

"Xiao Qingning, what can you say to comfort me... Let's just say that the main god is not a scumbag, and the main god must have other troubles..."Wen Qian pleaded in a pleading tone.

Feng Qingning looked at her in a daze, as if she didn't understand her words, and only after a while did she speak: "The lard residue is delicious..."

"The Lord God, he's not a lard dregs! You don't know how good the Lord God is... Even if he stopped countless riots for the Heavenly Realm, he was never proud of his achievements. And he is extremely low-key, except for knowing that he is a man, no one has ever seen his appearance! Such an idol who works hard to not be in the limelight, how can I leave him because of a fiancée! ”

Feng Qingning's eyes narrowed unconsciously, this wave of self-healing ability was too strong, and she didn't need comfort from the outside world at all.

Wen Qian was about to say something, but there was a sudden muffled sound on the ground, and they both looked at the place where the sound came from at the same time...

Zhao Xinya didn't know when she fell to the ground, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and she curled up and hugged her stomach, looking very uncomfortable.

Wen Qian hurriedly got off the bed and probed her snort, "It's still alive." ”

The other two girls also woke up, but they were too timid to come forward to help.

It was Wen Qian who called the ambulance.

When the medical staff came, the head teacher Xu Zihan also arrived.

She briefly inquired about her condition and went to the hospital with the car.

"Okay, why did you get sick all of a sudden?" Wen Qian looked at Zhao Xinya's bed.

Their beds were so close that they were only a desk away.

A feeling of uneasiness haunted her.

Feng Qingning also noticed a hint of abnormality, but it was not clear.

Her gaze was calm and deep, and she had a posture that let the wind and clouds surge, and I would not move.