Possessed?

Ling Nuanqing will not admit it even if she beat her to death. These three words only apply to Ling Shaocheng, and the two words perverts should be added before it.

"No."

She continued to be stubborn.

Ling Shaocheng forced her to Yu Changkai's room, "Where is the door card?"

"What are you doing?"

"Go in and take a look."

Ling Nuanqing refused to give him the gift, so Ling Shaocheng simply put his hand into her pocket, took out the door card and went in.

The house has not been arranged yet, but it was the first time I saw the prototype. The words "Happy" were posted on the wall. Ling Shaocheng bent down and picked up the pomegranate red balloon on the ground, "Will Fan Xiaozhu like this?"

"Why don't you like it? Yu Chang is the one who proposes, as long as the person is right."

Ling Shaocheng thought about it, and the normal life order of the two should be like Fan Xiaozhu and Yu Chang.

Fall in love, get married, and have another child of your own.

But there was a chaos between him and Ling Nuanqing.

Ming Yue called and the person who had made an appointment with Ling Shaocheng arrived soon. He put down the balloon in his hand, "I have something to do. You can arrange it here first. After I finish the talk, I will take you to dinner."

Ling Nuanqing sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, listening to Ling Shaocheng's footsteps walking out.

He was afraid that she would be hungry, so he hurriedly finished the conversation and went to knock on the door, but there was no noise in the room.

Ling Shaocheng guessed that Mingyue was waiting for him at the door when he went downstairs. "Mr. Ling."

"She's gone?"

"yes."

He didn't say anything else, and he couldn't hurry up.

In the evening, Ling Nuanqing had to go to class, but she didn't even eat dinner, so she bought a cheese bag through a bakery.

She and Wu Juan didn't mention anything about her last time in Moments. Ling Nuanqing looked depressed in her past few days, as if she was in a bad mood.

Ling Nuanqing didn't ask much, after all, she was not so familiar with it.

After class for a while, there was a noise from the back door, maybe someone was late.

Ling Nuanqing stared at the front with a pen and wrote some key points in his notebook.

The sound of a chair pulling came from beside her, and she couldn't help looking back. It was Ling Shaocheng.

Ling Nuanqing looked anxious. As she watched the man sit down, she stretched out her legs and wanted to kick him.

The man looked at her and signaled her to look up at the teacher's direction.

Ling Nuanqing suddenly lost his mind and sneaked out his cell phone to send a message to Ling Shaocheng: "What are you going to do?"

"I paid the tuition fee."

After Ling Shaocheng's company was taken away, he became a idle person and had to recuperate, so he had time now.

He opened the teaching materials, and there was a complete set of paper and brushes inside.

Ling Nuanqing was uncomfortable all over. Even if she didn't stare at Ling Shaocheng, she just glanced over with the light, and she knew that he was staring at her.

Ling Nuanqing raised his hand to cover his face, and Ling Shaocheng outlined it one by one on the paper with a pen.

About half an hour later, the teacher closed the computer. "Let's rest for fifteen minutes."

There was a knock on the door outside the door. Ling Nuanqing saw several people entering in a row, some carrying Starbucks packed boxes, and some coming to deliver pizza. The man walking at the back was carrying more than a dozen servings of fruit.

Wu Juan clapped. "Someone treats you."

Who is so kind and spends such a lot of money?

A group of people rushed over, but they were no longer children, but they were still very excited to see those who had food and drink.

Ling Nuanqing sat in her seat and saw the teacher looking at him with a smile, "Everyone wants to thank classmate Ling. It's so considerate. I have prepared a midnight snack for us."

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly glanced at Ling Shaocheng.

He held up the painting he had almost finished in his hand, "Does it look good? Does it look like it?"

Ling Shaocheng has no basic skills in painting, and his level is not as good as Yanyan, so he can only draw a large eyes and a cherry mouth.

Wu Juan went up to get a lot of food and drinks, and when she came back, she gave Ling Nuanqing a portion first. "I benefited from it today, thank you Nuannuan."

She lifted the corners of her mouth unnaturally, and Ling Shaocheng carefully placed the painting in her hand on the table. The cell phone in her pocket was vibrating. He stood up and walked out.

Ling Nuanqing looked at the coffee on the table and bought her favorite flavor. She took it and held it in her palm. Her fingers were a little cold, just warming up.

"Wu Juan."

"Yeah." The man next to him took a bite of the pizza.

"Will your boyfriend come to pick you up later?"

Wu Juan's expression dimmed, "Don't mention him."

"What's wrong?"

"Break up."

"Ah?" Ling Nuanqing was completely unaware of it. Didn't she have a good meal last time? "Why?"

She blurted out, but she felt it was not good, but she had already said it.

"When I first got together, I didn't think so much. When I was in a relationship, I found it was inappropriate."

Yes, Wu Juan is relatively honest girl, but that boyfriend is not a down-to-earth person at first glance.

Ling Shaocheng stood in the corridor smoking. He casually talked to the person on the other end of the phone. A figure appeared in his sight, walked very quickly, and rushed past him.

Ling Shaocheng raised his eyes lightly and looked at half of the man's face.

It seems to be Wu Juan’s boyfriend.

It's not time for get out of class to end...

"Mr. Ling?"

The person on the other end of the phone thought he was not listening, so Ling Shaocheng pulled him back to his senses. "You keep going."

After the man entered the classroom, he pushed the door up. Everyone inside gathered together to brag, and no one would notice the door.

He walked to the back door, closed the door and locked it, pulled another chair to block the door panel.

Ling Nuanqing is browsing her phone. Someone on Weibo asked her to ask about tattoos.

Wu Juan was talking beside her, but suddenly the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground, and the dark brown liquid splashed on Ling Nuanqing's instep, but fortunately it wasn't hot.

But a warmth came immediately, which fell on Ling Nuanqing's face and neck.

Her eyes couldn't help but close, and it seemed like a pot was blowing up, there was a sound of falling down from the chair, and the sound of something falling to the ground. The sound of messy footsteps came one after another, and a strong smell of blood came into Ling Nuanqing's nose.

A man in his grade wanted to step forward to stop him, "What are you doing?"

Wu Juan's boyfriend waved his arm, and Ling Nuanqing heard the screams.

She opened her eyes and saw Wu Juan lying on the table next to her motionless, with blood on her collar. Her boyfriend was like crazy and waved his knife when he saw someone.

The small classroom instantly became a purgatory field. Ling Nuanqing was confused. She pushed Wu Juan and called her name.

Wu Juan began to twitch all over. Ling Nuanqing was so scared that she stepped back. Someone next to her hit her shoulder, "Escape quickly!"

"No one can escape, I will not let anyone go today."

Ling Shaocheng heard the sound and threw away the cigarette and walked over quickly.

Someone pounced on the transparent glass and shouted, "Help, help--"

Two bloody palms were printed on it, and when they slid down, they brought out two long strings of blood. Ling Shaocheng pushed the door down and was locked.
Chapter completed!