Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 500 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (66)

Xie Zhinian is in the north, Qianqiu is in the south.

Sui said that they are in the same university, in the same city.

Such a distance can take up to three hours by car.

Top schools around the world.

Classwork is not easy, all kinds of case materials, all kinds of theoretical knowledge.

The accumulated in-class materials can be described as piled up like a mountain, not to mention extracurricular knowledge.

He has to go to class every day, or rush to major hospitals to observe the operation process and record it.

After returning, it will take a whole night to sort out the content.

Even on weekends, it's hard to catch a breath.

However, he will still find time to go to the campus where Qianqiu is.

Or every night, meet via online video.

This situation has lasted for nearly four years.

Xie Zhinian is 22 years old.

Qianqiu's 19th birthday is coming soon.

……

It was still late at night.

In the independent dormitory, the lights are on.

On the desktop, the former boy has grown into a tall and straight youth.

He still wears the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, but his greenness has faded away, and his outline is exceptionally tough and smooth. His fingers with sharp phalanges rest on his thin lips, flipping through the documents in front of him.

In front of him was a mountain of messy materials and computers.

A ticking clock hung on the wall.

When the clock, twelve o'clock in the morning.

He slightly raised his eyes and glanced over, as if waiting for something.

On the computer in front of Xie Zhinian, a video call request popped up on time.

His beautiful thin lips, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, outlining a nice curve.

With the hand of the young man with clear fingers, he clicked agree.

soon.

The picture from the other end of the computer screen came.

It was also a table, and all kinds of materials were placed on it in an orderly manner.

Qian Qiu lay on that table, propping his face with one hand, with sleepiness on his face.

"I knew you weren't asleep yet." She said lazily, flipped through the contract materials in front of her, and signed her name.

Xie Zhinian quietly looked at Qianqiu's lazy look.

A year ago, after Qianqiu turned eighteen.

The first father called him a good name, and he handed over half of the business to Qianqiu.

He said it was tempering and tempering, but he had already traveled around with his first mother behind his back.

She seemed reluctant.

In fact, the business was developed abroad during the year.

"You didn't sleep either, did you?"

The young man's voice is deep and magnetic, and has an extraordinarily attractive charm in the night.

Qian Qiu looked up at the little brother in the video.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were gentle, as if with a soft light.

Oops.

It's a heartwarming feeling.

Qian Qiu narrowed her eyes slightly, and stretched out her hand to cover Xie Zhinian's face in the video.

Xie Zhinian couldn't help laughing at such a childish behavior.

He propped his chin and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Qianqiu said.

"Liar." Xie Zhinian's voice sounded, and he said lightly, "You used to be able to sleep all day."

Qianqiu let out an oh, and said in a more lax tone, "That's because you're here."

With her little brother here, she wanted to sleep very much.

The little brother is not here, but she is very energetic.

Xie Zhinian was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looked away, and lowered his eyes.

"Talking nonsense."

"I don't have one." Qian Qiu looked at Xie Zhinian at the other end, and continued:

"If you don't believe me, you can touch my conscience..."

"of course."

Qianqiu's tone paused, and then there was a trace of evil, "You can't touch it either."

Xie Chinian: "..."

(End of this chapter)