Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 113

Ai Xiaoqi reacted incredibly quickly and kicked the black shadow away.

With a muffled sound, Millie took out her lighter.

"Zhan Ze, what are you doing?" Millie asked stealthily, afraid to alarm the teacher on duty.

Zhan Ze protected his chest for a long time before saying, "I want to talk to Xiao Qi."

"Fuck...what can't you say in broad daylight? Why do you have to hide here and scare people?" Millie began to doubt her life.

Zhan Ze didn't expect them to come back so late. He was waiting anxiously and didn't notice that it was already this late.

After leaving Qi Yue Nu Jiang, Xing Xue started quarreling with him, and it was a very fierce quarrel.

She said something very unpleasant: "You flirted with Ai Xiaoqi in front of me, are you still a human being? You are a scumbag."

Zhan Ze used cold violence against her and ignored her.

Xing Xue burst into tears and roared, "Break up..."

"Don't regret what you said."

Xing Xue was stunned. Zhan Ze didn't say anything no matter what she said. When she said break up, she immediately responded, "Is he really going to dump her?"

Zhan Ze turned and left, ignoring Xing Xue who was squatting on the ground and wailing.

He had wanted to break up for a long time. This time it was Xing Xue who proposed it, so let's break up! He couldn't stand her for a long time.

Everything that happened today made him uneasy.

He knew that he could no longer reach Ai Xiaoqi's height, but he still admired her and thought it would be nice to be friends with her.

So, he has been waiting for Ai Xiaoqi.

Express your feelings to him.

……

Zhan Ze also felt a kick from Ai Xiaoqi and felt like a ball that rolled around for a few rounds. His throat felt sweet and his chest was torn so he dared not breathe.

If Xing Xue dared to do this to him, he would fight back without hesitation.

Now he didn't dare to get angry with Ai Xiaoqi.

Zhan Ze’s heart is bleeding and crying?

That frivolous, arrogant, conceited bastard who thought he was giving love to Ai Xiaoqi missed the purest love.

He knew he was wrong, terribly wrong.

After all, there was no deep hatred, and Ai Xiaoqi felt a little guilty. It was too dark, and Zhan Ze suddenly ran out, so she really couldn't see clearly.

Millie grinned, "Why are you hiding this? No one will recognize you if you're so sneaky."

Ai Xiaoqi squatted down and asked him softly: "How is it, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhan Ze was still sitting on the ground, waving his hands gently, not daring to speak loudly.

Zhan Ze gritted his teeth and insisted that he wanted to take advantage of Ai Xiaoqi's guilt towards him to say what he wanted to say.

"Xiao Qi, I really broke up with Xing Xue this time. Do I still have a chance?"

Ai Xiaoqi frowned and answered coldly: "No."

"You just hate me that much."

Ai Xiaoqi was calm: "Yeah, annoying."

Zhan Ze's chest hurt even more. Ai Xiaoqi really didn't give him any face.

The voice became dark, and it seemed that he had really left the stage: "Can we be friends? I mean..."

Zhan Ze was still thinking about the words, but Ai Xiaoqi saw his sincerity and nodded directly: "If you don't bother me anymore, we can be friends."

Zhan Ze smiled, a miserable smile: "Ai Xiaoqi, keep your word."

"count."

Zhan Ze walked away holding his chest, and in the distance he could hear a light cough that he did not dare to use.

Ai Xiaoqi and the other person stood downstairs of the girls' dormitory, looking up at the dormitory.

"Sister Qi, you first, I first."

"you."

"Okay, watch me."

Millie planned her route, jumped from the spot, climbed onto the iron window guardrail on the first floor, jumped onto the windowsill on the second floor, moved to the smooth drainpipe, grabbed the windowsill on the third floor, and plopped into the dormitory.

Ai Xiaoqi's route was the same as Millie's, only smoother and effortless, and she jumped in with Millie.

It was too late and there was no hot water.

Ai Xiaoqi, who loves cleanliness, did not take a shower and lay on the bed.

Millie fell silent as soon as she touched the pillow. She had been busy all day, demanding things in a vengeful manner, and was exhausted.

Ai Xiaoqi took out her cell phone and saw that Feng Yao had sent her a message an hour ago.

"Good night, Xiaoqi."

Ai Xiaoqi replied: "Are you asleep?"

"No."

Feng Yao sent a voice message directly, his voice was low and sleepy: "Just got back?"

"Ah."

Ai Xiaoqi knew that Feng Yao was suffering from insomnia again.

"Go to sleep."

Feng Yao's voice was sexy and deep: "Do you miss me?"

Ai Xiaoqi held the phone tightly, bit her lip, and refused to speak.

"Missed me? ... Right? Don't you want to say it?"

"Then when Xiaoqi said goodnight, I knew it."

Feng Yao set a trap and coaxed her gently.

Ai Xiaoqi mustered up her courage and said, "Good night, good night."

Feng Yao hugged the pillow and raised the corners of his lips. No matter how late it was, Ai Xiaoqi would reply to his message. Xiaoqi missed her. Feng Yao felt a little sweet and even less sleepy. The big bed was empty but very comfortable.

Su Ran did not return to the dormitory, and the last roommate had not arrived yet.

The empty dormitory was filled with only Millie's comfortable breathing.

Ai Xiaoqi was lying on the bed looking at Millie across from her, and suddenly felt that it was great to have friends.

She looked through her phone again. She had not deleted any of the messages with Feng Yao. She had read them many times.

Every word Feng Yao said was full of tenderness.

Whenever she misses him, Ai Xiaoqi will look at it, and every time she looks at it, she will miss him more.

She likes Feng Yao, and she follows her heart obsessively, goes with the flow, and forces herself to forget her identity and situation.

Throw away all reason.

It was late at night and there was a faint light outside the window.

The silence reminded Ai Xiaoqi of the future.

As soon as these two words popped up in her mind, Ai Xiaoqi covered her head. She didn't want to think about this. She didn't dare to think about the future.

She suffers from insomnia.

The next day, Ai Xiaoqi got up a little late.

Millie pushed open the dormitory door and called her generously: "Xiaoqi, breakfast is on the table! Get up and eat, I'm leaving first..."

He was still mumbling, "Brother is very good at predicting things. Sister Qi needs someone to take care of her."

Ai Xiaoqi stretched and got up, checked her phone, and saw that she still had time. She washed up and ate two buns.

Enter the classroom before the bell rings.

The classroom was already packed, but still relatively quiet, with only quiet polite conversation and laughter.

A student in the front row reminded: "Student, sign in front."

Ai Xiaoqi looked back and saw the blackboard full of names, each with its own unique characteristics.

He also walked up to the podium and wrote his name on the edge: "Ai Xiaoqi." It was a standard printed font that could rival that in Chinese textbooks.

No one noticed Ai Xiaoqi's arrival. She stood on the podium and looked around. There was an empty seat by the window in the second to last row.

Ai Xiaoqi walked over and sat down as quietly as possible.

Because this deskmate is sleeping.

Ai Xiaoqi had a black line on her forehead. Do all my classmates like to sleep? I wonder why no one wants to sit here.

A chill came over me, and the boy sitting next to me said, "I don't need a desk mate, go away."

Ai Xiaoqi was stunned. It turned out that it was not because of sleep, but because of brain damage.

Ai Xiaoqi didn't move. Miyato Junxiu climbed up from the table dangerously, looking at Ai Xiaoqi with murderous eyes.

The moment of looking at each other.

The two of them narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Baby face? Miyato's little follower?

A female con man? Why is he here, coming after me? What is his purpose?

The classroom suddenly became quiet.

Ai Xiaoqi turned to look at the teacher at the podium and almost cursed out a green plant.

"Sha Xiaoguang, why is he here? Isn't Lu Hao's arrangement too meticulous..."