"Do you like it?" Zhang Yan couldn't help but ask with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Hmph, as long as I'm more beautiful than your girlfriend, and I'm worried that you're not infatuated?

Thinking about it, taking advantage of the opportunity when the blue-haired Ling Haoran was stunned, he stood on tiptoe and raised his lips and kissed him.

The blue-haired Ling Haoran was suddenly attacked, and before her snake-like arms wrapped around her and hugged her deep kiss, he immediately pushed her away. "What are you doing?"

"Hee-hee, kiss you. You have spent 300,000 yuan for me, and I will be your person from now on. Zhang Yan said and wrapped up like an octopus, "I'm more beautiful than Lisa and Lin Min'er now." ”

"Please respect yourself!" the blue-haired Ling Haoran pushed her away with another hand a little roughly, "I said I already have a girlfriend." ”

"I don't mind. Zhang Yan still smiled coquettishly and swelled with a plumpness, "I like you, I just want to be your woman." ”

"I don't need it!" said the blue-haired Ling Haoran as she shook off her clinging arm.

Seeing that he refused to accept him again and again with a cold face, Zhang Yan unconsciously lowered his face and said: "You don't need it now, why did you need it then?" You said, we are all so frank and entangled. You turn your face and say you don't need it, you don't need it, what do you think of me?"

When the blue-haired Ling Haoran heard this, his face changed instantly, and finally said in a cold voice: "I have always been your ordinary friend!"

"Ordinary friends?" haha...... Zhang Yanhua laughed wildly: "Do you say that ordinary friends are ordinary friends? Chinese New Year's Eve at night, is that what ordinary friends can do? We all sleep together, can't I think of myself as your woman? If you have a girl you like more, can't she be bigger and I can't be small? I want to remind you not to go too far, if you want to play a night, will you dump it later?!"

"You ......" the blue-haired Ling Haoran was furious, and he really wanted to slap her into a meatloaf. But he tried his best to hold back and clenched his fist with a "gaba" sound.

"What do you want? I don't really want you, can't I compensate for 300,000 yuan?"

"Hmph, that's really the case!" Zhang Yan couldn't help but snort coldly, "I was disfigured because of you, shouldn't you pay for my plastic surgery?

Since the smiling face is soft, let's be tough. Whether it's forced or lai, I just want to be with you, the male god I have been thinking about and dreaming about!

Seeing her say this, the blue-haired Ling Haoran was furious, and he really wanted to lift her up with one hand, and then throw her down from the window like a chicken.

But this is a person, after all, he is not a chicken, he endured and endured before he said coldly: "You also took the initiative that night, originally I just wanted to chat with you." It's up to you what you want to do with yourself, I won't admit it has anything to do with you anyway. Moreover, I finally helped you when you were injured this time, and I have a clear conscience. After saying that, he dodged and left.

Zhang Yan wanted to rush over and grab him, but when she reached out, she found that he was gone.

"So fast?" Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, "It's really a demonic being!"

The blue-haired Ling Haoran came downstairs, got on the black Lamborghini directly, and then moved Ling Haoran to the co-pilot's seat, and started the car to go home.

He had already sensed from Ling Haoran's part of his consciousness that Liu Hanyan had misunderstood him. If he guessed correctly, it must have something to do with Zhang Yan.

How do you explain that to her?

Back under the building he rented, the blue-haired Ling Haoran first picked up Liu Hanyan and put it on his bed. Touching her pained, sad, and broken little face, he was really heartbroken: I obviously like you, but how can I hurt you so deeply? Thinking about it, he reached out on her smooth forehead, slowly stroked her face, and loosened her painful and stiff facial expression, and replaced it with a quiet and peaceful sleeping face.

Then go downstairs and lift Ling Haoran up and put him on the sofa in the living room. He took a shower by himself, and then wrung a hot towel to help Liu Hanyan scrub her face and hands, and help her take off her coat. Then go to bed and sleep with your soft kitten in your arms. He bit her thin earlobe and whispered, "Baby, how do you want me to spoil you so that you are satisfied?"

Ling Haoran woke up and found that he was sleeping on the sofa in the living room and didn't feel very comfortable, so he got up and went to the bathroom to rinse up. I don't understand why the ontology brought itself here, could it be that tomorrow when Liu Hanyan is furious, let him help persuade him?

But he can't wake up when he's awake, can the two of them go to the reincarnation squatting bathroom?

Because he was not sleepy, he went to the study of the blue-haired Ling Haoran and got a copy of Marx's "Capital" to read. Lying on the sofa and watching for about half an hour, I also fell asleep with my head tilted.

Early in the morning, Liu Hanyan woke up to the sharp chirping of birds and the manic barking of neighboring dogs.

Why is it so noisy today? Are these animals suffering from anxiety en masse?

In a daze, I thought it was in the school dormitory, but I looked around: Isn't this an empty room?!

Didn't Ling Haoran pick me up last night? Why did I come here?

She rolled over suddenly, only to realize that she was the only one on the bed.

When I got out of bed, I opened the door and saw that there was indeed a person walking on the sofa in the living room, and I felt a little more at ease. Then he closed the door and went back to bed.

After a good night's sleep, her pessimistic and disappointed feelings were much better, but she had a little headache.

I guess he came to pick me up again after I passed out, right? Because I was in a coma and couldn't walk, that's why he brought me back to his house?

Hmph, even if you still really like me, you can't find a junior!

Suddenly, Liu Hanyan felt the bed shake.

How could the bed shake?

However, within two minutes, the bed shook violently again, and the window "rattled".

What is the situation? Liu Hanyan got up unconsciously.

The ground shook so violently that she almost fell, and the kitchen pots and pans clanged.

It's not ...... Liu Hanyan couldn't help but shrink his eyes: "Earthquake!

She immediately staggered to the door. But as soon as he opened the door, he collided with a figure rushing towards the room. In a jolt, someone reached out and grabbed her.

Then, the roof was smashed down with plaster and gusset.

"Ahh

In the miasma, someone came to protect her in his arms, and then took her to the west table.

Liu Hanyan choked and was afraid to hide in that warm arms and shivered: "Why is there an earthquake? Will we die?" She is not yet eighteen years old, she is still so young, she doesn't want to die!

"I'm not going to die. Ling Haoran also covered his mouth with one hand and coughed.

As he spoke, the shaking became more and more numerous, and then there was a loud "boom!" outside, which seemed to be the sound of the building collapsing.

Liu Hanyan couldn't help but cover her mouth tightly, and her frightened eyes widened.

"Bang-hmm!" seemed to be two loud bangs in a row. At the same time, Liu Hanyan felt that his body was plummeting.

"It's over, has the building collapsed?" flashed this thought in fright, Liu Hanyan unconsciously hugged the people around him.

At this moment, she felt that it was good to have him by her side. No matter how much resentment and unhappiness there is, what is it compared to life and death at this moment?

Ling Haoran also hugged Liu Hanyan tightly - the girl he loved most in his life.

If the life of this body ends today, then he can't see that his fate after next year is inevitable. As long as he doesn't seriously injure his head, then 75% of his consciousness can still return to his body, and he won't die completely.

So he must protect the girl he loves, and if the reinforced concrete collapses the western dining table, it will be up to my back to resist. Take care, my girl!

Thinking about it, his mouth couldn't help but kiss Liu Hanyan's face.

"Tom......" The wind was flying in the dust, and Liu Hanyan was stunned.

The blue-haired Ling Haoran was in the icy and snowy North Pole at the moment, because the wise professor was doing something near the Arctic Ocean in the middle of the year. The blue-haired Ling Haoran was summoned by the Wise Professor at one o'clock in the morning of China time.

The actual content of the wise professor's content is: leave 60 percent consciousness, 70 percent, and 80 percent consciousness in the body of the blue-haired Ling Haoran, and see what the situation of the blue-haired Ling Haoran will be. Can you let the blue-haired Ling Haoran and Ling Haoran sober up at the same time?

Isn't it equivalent to wasting a manpower by scurrying around like this now? It also worries Ling Haoran's family - that can't be helped, he needs the blue-haired Ling Haoran more time, then Ling Haoran can only sleep for most of the day.

If a meeting point can be found, let the blue-haired Ling Haoran preserve his intelligence and most of his strength, and Ling Haoran can also sit and walk soberly. Wouldn't that be better?

The wise professor thinks that since the blue-haired Ling Haoran's consciousness can be divided into two, which half of the consciousness is a little more and which is a little less, it should also be able to be adjusted, right?

So, he chose this time to do the real yàn.

However, it was very difficult to really operate, and the sixty percent of the consciousness that was originally stored in Ling Haoran was very difficult to distinguish, and it was impossible to use the highest biotechnology equipment he invented to help.

Several hours passed, and seeing that the mountains and rivers were exhausted, the sixty percent of the consciousness that was originally stored in Ling Haoran's mind suddenly split into two parts of about the same size.

The Wise Professor was ecstatic and immediately brought out the half-looking larger-looking consciousness, and the forty percent consciousness of the blue-haired Ling Haoran's body immediately merged with the rest of the slightly smaller part of consciousness.

In the expectation of the wise professor, the blue-haired Ling Haoran did open his eyes and woke up, but his eyes were very blank. The wise professor quickly tested it, and now the blue-haired Ling Haoran's IQ is below the critical state, and his physical strength is less than a quarter of his usual.

This will definitely not work!

So separate and let the slightly larger mass of consciousness merge with the forty percent consciousness of the ontology. The situation seems to be better, the intelligence is just at the critical line, but the physical strength is still less than a quarter of the usual.