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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

The white home lace trim dress, the half of the calf exposed under the skirt is smooth and delicate, and the orange light still shines with a milk-colored white and tender luster.

Looking up along the straight calves, the flat lower abdomen without a trace of fat, the towering pride, the swan-like graceful neck, an elegant and intellectual face, a row of long hair rendered in ink are casually draped behind the back, stepping on slippers with a cartoon flavor, and walking in style.

After seeing the face of the person who came, the muscles of his whole body that were tense due to the unfamiliar environment suddenly relaxed, and his slightly raised body fell heavily on the bed.

The sudden sound made De Qianying tremble slightly, and hurriedly quickened her pace to the bedside, and after looking at the pair of dark eyes, she took a long breath of orchid fragrance, and finally let go of her hanging heart.

Her fair-skinned beautiful hand touched Wang Yue's forehead, and the moderate body temperature made the corners of her lips purse a trace of stunning arc, and the voice of the trickling stream sounded: "Wake up." ”

"Hmm." Wang Yue's nose snorted softly, his eyes swelled up a little moist, looking at Han Jinhe, who was sitting on the edge of the bed as gentle as water, his throat seemed to contain a handful of sand, and he said hoarsely: "I owe you, I guess I won't be able to pay it off in this life." ”

Wang Yue twitched a little reddish nose, in the school competition, she protected him again and again, the competition, she escorted him, cat ear alley, elegant she disregarded the posture, bare little feet rushed to the hospital, she has been with him, now, he is bleeding and unconscious, the first thing he sees when he wakes up is her.

Han Jinhe smiled gently and said lightly: "Isn't it natural for teachers to help students?" ”

Wang Yue knew better than anyone else in his heart that everything Han Jinhe was for him was far beyond the scope of the teacher, he exhaled a breath and sprayed it on his face to make himself more sober, glanced at the darkness outside the window, and asked, "What day is it, what time is it?" ”

Han Jinhe knew what Wang Yue was thinking, and his fingers opened the slightly longer bangs that covered Wang Yue's eyes, and said softly: "The day after tomorrow is the date of the championship competition, and it is now one o'clock in the morning." ”

Hearing that the championship match was not delayed, Wang Yueru breathed a sigh of relief, his dark eyes turned a little dazed, and asked Han Jinhe, who was sitting next to him, "Is Yanjing big?" ”

"It's huge." Han Jinhe knew the purpose of Wang Yue's question, and she knew the consequences of saying this, but she couldn't deceive Wang Yue, so she could only use a calm tone to tell it.

Wang Yue's mind echoed with two figures, one was Situ Luo, who humiliated him with 11 million, and the other was Lin Jingxi, who was handsome and unparalleled.

For the former, Wang Yue didn't take it too seriously, for people who are used to solving things with money, you can also use money to settle him, and the fear in Wang Yue's heart is the man named Lin Jingyi in the latter.

Lin Jing's evil pupils only turned slightly, and his whole person seemed to be frozen in life, and the secrets of his whole body poured out in one go, and they were all swallowed up by those eyes that were as deep as black holes.

Jiang Xuanye's gaze made Wang Yue feel a kind of fear and uneasiness in his heart, but Lin Jingye's gaze made Wang Yue's heart become as calm as water, but Wang Yue could feel that under the calm lake there was a whirlpool of destruction from hell, Wang Yue had a faint premonition that Lin Yue would be his lifelong enemy.

Han Jinhe, who listened to the whole story, put the black silk of the chance of running in front of his forehead behind his ears, and said softly: "You are no worse than them." ”

Wang Yue gritted his teeth slightly, he didn't want to lie down, he wanted to sit up, he moved, and he couldn't exert the slightest strength except for the pain in his heart.

Han Jinhe held Wang Yue's shoulders, she didn't have much strength, she couldn't help Wang Yue with the strength of her hands alone, she got up, held Wang Yue in her arms, and used the strength of her whole body to let Wang Yue lean on the head of the bed and sit up.

Wang Yue's gloomy eyes looked out of the window, there were no stars, no moon, and some were just pitch black with no fingers in sight.

"It's not dawn yet." Han Jinhe said pointedly.

Wang Yue raised his arm, hugged Han Jinhe's soft and slender willow waist, and with a slight force, he hugged Han Jinhe's whole person in his arms.

Wang Yue found support like a child, lying on Han Jinhe's shoulder and crying loudly, without the slightest pretense of suppression, crying cowardly, crying grievances, and crying unwillingly.

Before dawn, he wants to use this period of time to cry all the tears he has passed, the so-called cowardice, grievance, unwillingness, he wants to cry all in this dark night.

Han Jinhe was a little overwhelmed by Wang Yue, feeling the wetness on her shoulder, listening to the hoarse cry, her heart gushed with pain, she didn't feel that his crying was cowardly at all.

He lost so much, he took too much, there were a few people who could resist the temptation of a check for 11 million, how many people could not be crushed by the flying money, he didn't fall, he was great!

Han Jinhe stretched out his slender arm with some distress and gently hugged Wang Yue's back, there was not the slightest gap between the two, so he wanted him to cry once.

The next day, the air was fresh and the birds were singing.

A white BMW slowly stopped at the gate of Youth University, and the security guard at the door routinely checked, glanced at Han Jinhe through the sliding glass, and immediately nodded respectfully at him, and when he retracted his gaze, he inadvertently glanced at the young man sitting in the co-pilot.

A pair of dark eyes did not blink, the pupils were lifeless, and there was no trace of life, only an endless darkness, and the corners of the thin lips hooked up a smile that seemed to be sad and joyful, but it seemed that nothing resembled.

Because Han Jinhe is a person every time, today there was suddenly an extra young man, so that the security guard looked at the ordinary young man a few more times, and after a while, the security guard retracted his gaze, signaled for passage, and the white white carriage started and slowly drove into the Youth University.

Out of due diligence, the security guard opened his eyes and looked carefully, and after checking, his eyes were a little dry, and then he closed his eyes, trying to smooth the dry eyeballs.

The moment he closed his eyes, the security guard suddenly shivered, and he blinked his blank eyes, not knowing where this cold tremor came from.

As if his eyes were being pulled, looking in the direction of the white BMW, he quickly understood that the reason for this shiver was from the plain young man, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, a young man in his early twenties, he actually made him shiver in his forties, which was simply incredible.

The BMW drove steadily into the parking area, and Han Jinhe said to Wang Yue beside him while unbuckling his seat belt: "Go and meet Xuanxuan and them, they are all in a hurry when you have been in a coma for a few days." ”

"Don't worry, I still have to meet an important person." A cloud of darkness danced in Wang Yue's pupils, and the corners of his lips curled with a smile, it was time to meet the crow.