At this time, Li Chengfeng finally shifted his gaze to Lan Xingchen.

He said in a warm, cold tone: "Lan Xingchen, I don't want to interfere with how you and Lu Ningning love to interact, but as the vice president, please pay attention to your words and deeds, if you are too partial to her, it will only disturb the rules of the student union and cause all kinds of problems." ”

"Chengfeng, I don't particularly love Ning Ning, she is my assistant, we are naturally closer, and we spend more time together, for the work of the student union, there is no way."

Lan Xingchen shrugged, an uncomfortable smile on his face.

Then he thought of something, patted Li Chengfeng's shoulder, and said: "Hey, hey, don't just talk about me, you, as the student president, didn't choose an assistant to share the work for Mao, which caused Ning Ning's workload to skyrocket, and was isolated by other members, aren't you responsible." ”

Lan Xingchen, as the vice president of the student union, chose his assistant early.

As the president, Li Chengfeng did not choose an assistant for a long time.

Yin Moye glanced at Li Chengfeng while binding the materials, and interjected: "Chengfeng, what Lan Xingchen said seems to be right, the previous student presidents of the No. 1 High School in City A did not choose an assistant, probably only Chengfeng alone, if it goes on like this, it is indeed a little inappropriate......

Lan Xingchen nodded: "That's what I mean......"

Li Chengfeng suddenly became the target of Lan Xingchen and Yin Moye.

He realized that something was wrong, how he had suddenly become a target.

Not good, the war needs to be diverted.

So Li Chengfeng hurriedly interrupted the conversation between Lan Xingchen and Yin Moye.

"In short, I will pay more attention to the affairs of the headquarters in the future, and I will not let this kind of isolated incident happen again."

Li Chengfeng pretended to cough, picked up a piece of paper, and wrote and painted, not knowing what he was doing.

After the conversation stopped, everyone began to turn their attention to the work of piling up the materials into small hills, and began to bind the materials.

Only Lu Ningning was still immersed in the atmosphere of estimation, and his hand in binding materials with a stapler became a little sluggish.

One accidentally got stuck in the hand by a stapler.

"Hmm...... It hurts. ”

The staple pricked her fingertips, and the pain that came from her immediately spread all over her body, causing her to moan all at once.

"What's wrong, are you alright?"

Lan Xingchen heard Lu Ningning's voice, and immediately leaned close to Lu Ningning and asked with a concerned expression.

When he noticed that Lu Ningning's fingertips were bleeding, without waiting for Lu Ningning to refuse, he grabbed Lu Ningning's finger strongly, immediately held it in his mouth, and sucked off the blood from his fingertips for Lu Ningning.

"Hmm......"

His fingers were actually held in his mouth by Lan Xingchen, how erotic this action is.

Lu Ningning was thin-skinned, and her delicate and lovely face became red, and she was extremely embarrassed.

"Whoa—"

Yin Moye whistled inappropriately, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile.

Lu Ningning hurriedly withdrew his hand and wiped it on his body.

She thought to herself, Lan Xingchen, this guy is not ashamed at all, he is so ......?

I'm so angry with her, I really want to see his head!

Lan Xingchen took out a small handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around Lu Ningning's fingers without saying anything.

Lu Ningning was very resistant to Lan Xingchen approaching her, shouting that the wound was not big and did not need to be bandaged.

At this time, Li Chengfeng patted Lu Ningning's back and said in a deep voice: "The wound is relatively serious, you should go to the health room to disinfect it." ”

Lu Ningning was startled, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the handsome face of Shangli Chengfeng like the god Apollo, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes that were dark and deep, and as black as ink.