Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 97 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas
"All right."

The doctor quickly unfastened the instrument.

Ling Chan was still in a daze, the boyfriend behind her nodded her shoulder: "Get up."

Ling Chan stood up, still thinking, why did she pursue her boyfriend?
She feels that she should not be a person who yearns for a romantic relationship.

She and her boyfriend are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, but she doesn't like him very much, and he doesn't seem to like her very much either?
Ling Chan stared at her boyfriend, seeing him sitting on a chair with his right hand stretched out on the table, his eyes were cold and tired.

Her boyfriend is always like this, wandering aloofly in the world, he doesn't care about anyone.

The person may not like her at all.

...Don't like her, but accepted her confession?

Ling Chan dragged the chair that no one wanted, and sat next to her boyfriend, staring straight at him with a pair of beautiful cat eyes.

The doctor patted his boyfriend's smooth and thin forearm, "Student, relax and don't be nervous, we are just measuring the heart rate, not drawing blood."

The boyfriend smiled politely and relaxed the muscles in his body.

With a beep, the cyan coarse cloth began to tighten, and the broken lines on the LCD screen began to fluctuate.

Instruments and the boyfriend's right hand were placed on the wooden table. Under the wooden table, the boyfriend's two long legs were lazily overlapping, and his left hand was hanging by his side.

Does he like me?

Ling Chan stretched out her hand, and her white fingertips brushed the back of her boyfriend's hand vaguely.

The boy's strong forearm muscles tightened.

Ling Chan blinked, and nimbly slipped her ten fingers into the boy's fingers, and interlocked with him.

She is very thin and doesn't have much flesh, but she is unexpectedly soft. Holding it in her hand is like holding a handful of delicate young bamboo. It is flexible and strong, and the hand is full of fragrance.

The LCD screen on the table seemed to stop for a short while, the wind stopped flowing, the laughter and laughter of the students on the playground disappeared, and the world became a still picture.

Ling Chan was a little strange.

Drop drop-

The instrument in front of her made a loud noise, and the folding line climbed rapidly, so frightened that the doctor hurriedly turned off the instrument. She frowned and looked at the young man in front of her. Just as she was about to say something, Ling Chan spoke first, "Do you want to go to the hospital?" take a look?"

She looked concerned, and she couldn't see that it was the culprit at all. "The instrument was beeping so loudly just now, and I felt very serious."

The boyfriend nodded docilely and said, "Will you accompany me that weekend?"

The doctor was so angry and funny that he couldn't express his temper anymore. He just knocked on the table and warned: "Don't do any more nonsense! Test it!"

Ling Chan was said to be a little shy, and wanted to pull out her hand, but her boyfriend tightened his fingers and clamped her hand tightly, not allowing her to leave.

The two held hands and hid them under the table, making Chan's face more and more red, but her boyfriend looked calm and thanked the doctor with a gentle smile.

After receiving the medical examination form signed and stamped by the doctor, he was finally willing to let go of Ling Chan. Ling Chan hid her hands in her sleeves and did not lower her head to check her hands until she was out of the doctor's sight.

The roots of Bai Shengsheng's fingers were already stained with a ring of red, slightly swollen, like rings.

Actually it doesn't hurt much.

But Ling Chan was very angry.

She turned around and kicked her boyfriend who was following behind, and asked coldly, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Boy friend:"?"

he does not know.

But after 77 reincarnations, he vaguely grasped a little trick for human couples to get along.

He apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Ling Chan said with a cold face: "You are not sincere, you don't think you are wrong at all, you just want to perfunctory me to fool you."

"I really don't quite understand." The boyfriend looked at her sincerely, with a low posture, "You can teach me, and I will correct my mistakes."

"I don't fall in love to be a mother to others."

She rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, turned around and left.

Running back to the classroom in one breath, she stood at the door in a daze, where is her seat?

"Chanchan!" The girl by the window in the middle waved her hand, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come here!"

The girl is of Germanic race, with blond hair and blue eyes, three-dimensional and deep facial features, and she is as beautiful as a doll.

As soon as Ling Chan saw her, she was filled with joy. She and Doll must be good friends!
She rattled over, sat on the empty seat next to the girl, hugged her arm and began to complain, "My boyfriend is an idiot! I've been pissed off all day today!"

"During the physical examination just now, he secretly held my hand, and I refused to let go no matter how hard I tried." Ling Chan was terribly wronged, "Maybe many people saw it! It's so embarrassing! It's all his fault!"

She stretched out her hand and showed her good friend the red mark that had been pinched vigorously. There was only a little pink mark left on the base of the finger that was just swollen, and it was almost gone.

The good friend looked blind, took her hand in distress, blew, and said dissatisfied: "I really don't know why you fell in love with him? He has a bad temper and pretends to be like a dog every day. In fact, he is just a You bastard, you will take advantage of the little girl all day long."

"That's right! I'm also very strange now! Why on earth did I fall in love with him... Ah, your hand!"

When the good friend raised his hand, the cuff slipped off, revealing a large scratch, which was red.

Ling Chan finally noticed that her good friend was injured. She grasped the hand of her good friend who was about to withdraw, and carefully opened the sleeve. Long and messy red marks spread from the wrist to the tip of the elbow. .

"Let's go!" Ling Chan jumped up, "Go to the infirmary and get some medicine! Why don't you say something when you're injured?"

"It's just a fall, don't make a fuss..."

The class bell rang, and the teacher came towards me with a book under her arm. Ling Chan held her good friend in one hand and gave a playful salute with the other. She walked forward and said, "Hello, teacher, she is hurt, I'll take her to the infirmary to rub some povidone iodine!"

The teacher said angrily: "She hurt her hands, not her feet! Come back to class for me!"

Ling Chan took her good friend and ran away, and turned around with a smile, "I don't worry about her being alone! We will be back for class soon!"

……

Ling Chan opened her eyes, and what she entered was the soft curtain of the bed curtain, and the palace bed of the castle under her body.

She was still in a daze, her head hurt, and she didn't sleep well last night.

But it seems to be a pleasant dream. If there is no accident at Feng's family, he should be living such a happy campus life, right?

The boyfriend who often made her angry, the good friend who talked about everything...

She rubbed her temples vigorously, and after a brief wash, opened the door.

Nan Bowan stood at the door, his elbows leaning back on the railing, leaning lazily, with a stiff posture and distorted limbs, like a dislocated Lego.

"I've found a player to cooperate with." He didn't mention the previously agreed one-day teammate, and sent out the invitation as it should be, "Shall we go to blow up the altar together?"

[Drip, your security guards are in place! 】

【Okay, you guys are still somewhat self-conscious. I agree with this security guard position! 】

"...You stand up straight first." Ling Chan said speechlessly.

Opposite her, Nan Bowan suddenly blushed.

　I'm in the top [-]!thank you all!Thanks! (clang, bang, kowtow) (scattering flowers wildly) (joyfully) (beating gongs and drums)
　　I am really grateful to all the angel investors for their capital injection! (Secretly make a wish to stabilize the ranking and not fall out ~) (happy dancing)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)