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The blood tank is empty
The air was quiet for two seconds.
"Why are you so sensible, like other children, it's okay to cry and make trouble." Jiang Puqing sighed, feeling a little distressed: "Okay, Dad won't talk about you anymore, go and rest."
Jiang Lingzhi nodded, red eyes, and went upstairs without a word.
Go back to the room.
Jiang Ling knew that the whole person was still a little out of shape.
After the emotions have accumulated to a certain point, the thoughts in the mind are almost all negative.
At that moment, she was almost halfway to the edge of hell.
As long as she takes one step further, she will be doomed.
But now, it has been completely replaced by other emotions.
Jiang Lingzhi closed the door and pressed his back against the door, suddenly thought of something, walked to the balcony, and glanced downstairs.
The place where the boy stood just now was empty.
Jiang Lingzhi was a little disappointed and returned to the room.
She fell on the big bed, stared straight at the ceiling, raised her hand, and lightly touched her lips with her fingertips.
His lips are so soft.
I can still recall that feeling now.
It was obvious that the smoke was making her uncomfortable, so how could she clearly remember the breath of his thin lips.
Remember the touch when he pressed down.
Jiang Lingzhi felt that her blood tank was empty.
So flirtatious, so sexy.
It's over, it's over.
She is really dead.
help~
Jiang Lingzhi hugged the quilt and kneaded on the bed for a while.
The rhythm of the heartbeat is a little chaotic.
She could even hear the beating of her heart clearly.
That was her first kiss.
So, are they kissing?
But not like.
Who kisses. The kiss is like this.
He was clearly educating her just now not to smoke.
Although this method is a bit strange.
In fact, there are still many questions to ask him.
As a result, brain was short-circuited just now, and didn't have time to ask anything.
How could he be here?
Why does he always appear in front of her every time she is in a bad mood.
Every time, she was pulled back when she was about to step into the abyss.
Was he specially sent by God to save her?
Jiang Lingzhi couldn't calm down at all now, hugging the pillow and sitting up from the bed.
After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone from the bedside table.
She remembered a phone call just now.
Called Fu Baixue, but she remained silent.
Jiang Lingzhi picked up the phone, opened the communication log, and only when she saw the name on the top, did she realize that the call she had just made was.
Li classmate.
Jiang Lingzhi: "..."
She made the wrong call.
No wonder he suddenly appeared here.
and.
He also seemed to have said some strange things.
Just like him?
Who do you like?
And that sentence.
When I'm the heroine alone...
Jiang Lingzhi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed down.
Call Fu Baixue for help.
The phone rang twice and was answered.
The girl's cold and lazy voice came from the receiver: "Little Jiang Lingzhi, why did you remember to call me?"
Jiang Lingzhi rested her chin on the pillow and went straight to the topic: "Xiaoxue, I want to ask you a question."
"Huh? What's the problem?" Fu Baixue's voice was lazy: "Don't tell me you have questions about your studies that you want to ask me. If you don't make sense, don't ask."
"..." Jiang Lingzhi said, "I wouldn't ask you that."
Fu Baixue: "Oh, what do you want to ask?"
Jiang Lingzhi lay on the bed and thought about what to say: "If a boy tells you that you are his heroine, what do you mean?"