Chapter 198 School bully, Hello student character has been set (35)

Jiang Ce wants to carry out the character design of a good student to the end.

But my luck is really bad.

I met several high school classmates in college.

I did nothing in my college years, and relying solely on those past deeds, it was rumored to be rumored.

It was just a rumor at first, but it was completely confirmed later.

Jiang Ce expressed helplessness, but it was obvious that Yan Chumiao didn't care, so he was too lazy to care.

Anyway, no matter how scattered it is, it has nothing to do with him.

His entire university life can be said to be around Yan Chumiao.

In addition to college life, we also handle all matters in the company.

Both of these take up all his time except for sleeping.

Until this day, he received a message...

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Tianyi Bar is the most famous bar in the city.

Jiang Ce arrived in front of the hotel door and subconsciously frowned.

The look in his eyes couldn't tell whether it was anxiety or worry.

Although he had done a lot of bastards in the early years that gave Jiang's father a headache.

But some aspects are not at all.

For example, love, and various bars.

The most he has done is to clean up people every day.

How could the little fairy suddenly come to such a place?

He was confused and walked in.

His extremely outstanding appearance attracted a lot of attention.

Someone even came over with the courage to come over directly.

But they were all blocked by the few people brought by Jiang Ce in advance.

These people are tall and strong, with a stern face, and have a bit of momentum. Just looking at them is a bit scary.

The person was blocked, and Jiang Ce walked straight in.

His goal this time is to have a private room on the third floor.

After the person arrived at the door, he knocked on the door.

After not seeing any movement for a long time, Jiang Ce felt even more worried.

The door was not locked, so he twisted the door handle and opened it directly.

Looking back, he said to several people behind him.

"You can just wait for me outside."

These people nodded immediately and stayed outside.

After giving instructions, Jiang Ce entered the private room.

He glanced around and soon saw a very familiar figure sitting alone on the sofa.

There was no other person in the entire private room except that figure.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of wine, not strong.

Jiang Ce was slightly relieved.

He closed the door and walked towards the little fairy.

The little girl sat on the sofa, sitting straight, and her hands were neatly stacked on her thighs. From a distance, she looked like a good student.

After walking in, Jiang Ce found that her eyes were a little different from usual, wet and confused.

Is this drunk?

He shouted as he guessed in his heart.

"draw?"

But the little fairy did not respond to him, and just kept a posture and remained motionless.

His eyes swept the bottle of open wine on the table.

I visually found that not much of it was poured out, and the amount of about a cup was about one.

Jiang Ce sighed helplessly.

He first reached out and moved the remaining wine on the table aside.

After doing all this, I turned my head and met the little girl's gaze directly.

The little girl stared at him like this, looking at him stupidly for a moment.

"I can't let you drink again in the future." Jiang Ce murmured.

In this case, if you get drunk, not everyone can cheat you away.

It seems that he will have to be more cautious in the future.

He sighed in his heart and stretched out his hand to the little girl.

"Good painting, can you take you back, brother?"

My hands approached little by little and soon arrived in front of the little girl.

But the next second, Jiang Ce didn't see clearly how the little girl took action. He just felt that his wrist was being held. The strength was very strong, and he felt like he wanted to crush his wrist.

This feeling appeared less than a second, followed by several bangs.

His whole body was pressed on the glass coffee table, and the back of his head could be said to be hit hard. In an instant, he subconsciously gasped and his brain became dizzy.

The coldness coming from his neck and the sense of crisis in facing death made him forcibly awaken his brain.

His eyes struggled to see everything in front of him.

The little girl held his wrist in one hand and pressed it on the glass coffee table.

The strength made him even wonder if the glass coffee table would be crushed. His whole arm was already numb, let alone moving slightly.

The other hand was probably holding a cold knife, which was pressed directly against his neck at this moment.

As long as he stroked hard, he would definitely die.

Life is in absolute danger.

But he looked up very hard and met the little girl's eyes.

The almond eyes that were still dumb and stupid were only endless indifference at this moment, the coldness that oozed out of his bones. In this most absolute indifference, he saw another endless desolation and death silence...

It seems that all the vitality has been stripped away. This is not like a person, but more like a cold weapon.

There was a dense pain spreading in his heart, and he could hardly breathe.

There was obviously no wound, but he felt that the pain on his wrist was less than one thousandth...

"Draw..." His voice trembled a little, and it was gentle and gentle.

Yan Chumiao did not move, she just maintained a posture, and her facial expression lasted for more than ten minutes.

During this period, Jiang Ce called her countless times, but she did not respond at all.

The knife in his hand did not move forward a little.

It seemed that the cold weapon had stopped running.

Nearly twenty minutes passed like this.

The force on the wrist suddenly relaxed, and the cold feeling on the neck also left.

The little girl sat back on the sofa, just like she had just done.

Jiang endured the severe pain on his body and sat up with great difficulty.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Chumiao, who was sitting on the sofa, his movements and postures were no different from those just now.

Everything that just happened was more like a dream.

But the physical pain clearly reminded him that this was not a dream...

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Yan Chumiao was awake at dawn.

She knew that she had a poor alcohol tolerance, even very poor.
To be continued...