Jin Zijun raised his eyebrows, and said without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "Yes, I just want you to serve Young Master Ben!" How about it, have you thought about it, come, let Young Master Ben enjoy it. ”

Gu Li Peng squinted his eyes, patted Jin Zijun's shoulder with his hand, and patted his collar, "Okay, I'll serve you and make you comfortable." ”

Duang！

Jin Zijun basically didn't react, he was already lying on the ground in a big shape.

Yes, Guri Pengpeng gave Jin Zijun a gorgeous over-the-shoulder throw.

"Do you want me to serve you? Does it hurt? ”

Jin Zijun hurt, it hurts, but he didn't show it on his face, he grinned, "Is that the degree?" Xiao Pengpeng, I thought you were so powerful! Tell you, Master Ben doesn't hurt at all! ”

"Oh, it doesn't hurt, then I'll continue!" As he spoke, Gu Li Pengpeng's fist was raised.

However, at the moment when Gu Li Pengpeng's fist was about to fall, Xiao Sicheng's voice stopped her.

"Pengpeng, what are you doing?"

Gu Li Peng put away his hand, immediately turned into a well-behaved appearance, glanced at the two people behind Xiao Sicheng, and then replied: "Jin Zijun said that he was uncomfortable, let me help him like this." ”

"Zijun is not feeling well?" Xiao Sicheng frowned and looked at Jin Zijun lying on the ground.

Gu Li Pengpeng glared at Jin Zijun, Jin Zijun smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I'm not feeling well, let Xiao Pengpeng help me massage." Oops, her massage skills are not very good! It still needs to be improved, and it needs to be improved. ”

After saying that, Jin Zijun got up on his own, rubbed his shoulders and pretended to be relaxed.

Xiao Sicheng saw through it and said with a smile: "Where is Peng Peng's temperament to serve people, if you are uncomfortable, just let the girl pass." Don't look for Peng Peng to serve in the future! ”

Jin Zijun smiled, "Yes, Zijun knows." ”

After speaking, Jin Zijun noticed the two people behind Xiao Sicheng, and he immediately became serious, and the aura of the whole person was different.

"Hello President Meng, hello Professor Xu."

The President Meng and Professor Xu in Jin Zijun's mouth are the presidents of Acropolis No. 1 College, Meng Ziqing and Xu Lin. They came to Xiao Sicheng early in the morning for the construction of the college library.

The library of the First College of the Acropolis was built by Xiao Sicheng's donation, and now Xu Lin wants to introduce a batch of foreign literature, but the college is short of funds, so Meng Ziqing wants to talk to Xiao Sicheng about whether he can increase his donations.

"Early in the morning, I heard from the school teacher Qi that Young Master Jin was injured, this injury ......" Xu Lin looked at Jin Zijun and couldn't help frowning. He is Kim Zi-joon's teacher and dislikes watching students skip class the most.

Now Jin Zijun doesn't bring gauze, and he is alive and well, Xu Lin naturally regards him as skipping class.

Questioned by Xu Lin, Jin Zijun immediately covered his chest and coughed twice, "Professor Xu, I'm ...... I'm still having a hard time! ”

"What are you pretending to be, you're really uncomfortable?" Gu Li Peng saw Jin Zijun lying in front of Xu Lin, and raised his small fist again.

"Hehe......" Seeing Gu Li Pengpeng's domineering and cute appearance, Professor Xu, who was paralyzed by the ascetic department, suddenly laughed.

Meng Ziqing and Xiao Sicheng looked at Xu Lin incredulously, but Xu Lin looked at Gu Li Pengpeng with interest.

"It's a lively day, and Professor Xu and President Meng are also here. Professor Hui...... It's a laugh. What a rarity! Xiao Xinyue appeared in front of several people again with a book of poems.

Xu Lin came back to his senses, nodded to Xiao Xinyue, and continued to turn back into a paralyzed face, "It's rude, I'm sorry." ”

Xiao Xinyue waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay." Actually, it's good that you smile a lot. ”