I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

Ling Shaoqing did not get out of the car at An Ruo's request. Through the car window, he watched An Ruo riding a small electric donkey into the campus. When her figure gradually disappeared, he turned around and took out his mobile phone to call Wan Xingchen.

"What are you doing?" Wan Xingchen seemed a little impatient, and there was a faint sound of fists hitting flesh.

"Where?"

"In the alley to the left of the entrance to the Arts Gate."

Ling Shaoqing frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something. He hung up the phone without saying a word and got out of the car and went to the place Wan Xingchen said.

Sure enough, there, Ling Shaoqing saw four men lying on the ground after being beaten by Wan Xingchen.

Not bad, pretty good, no disadvantages.

However, his fist still bled somewhat from hitting someone, so Ling Shaoqing walked over against the light with cold eyes.

The men lying on the ground suddenly felt that the air condensed for a moment.

The man who walked towards them step by step carried a terrifying aura that was far more powerful than Wan Xingchen who had just unilaterally tortured them to the ground.

After Ling Shaoqing approached, without saying a word, he raised his foot and stepped hard on the back of the man closest to him.

The quiet alley was so exaggerated that one could hear the cracking sound of the man's backbone being stepped on by Ling Shaoqing.

Wan Xingchen leaned against the wall and panted. He seemed tired. He raised his eyebrows and wiped the blood on his fists, then raised his eyebrows at Ling Shaoqing: "What? I've finished beating you, can I still show you off?"

"Ji Kai handles it."

After saying that, Ling Shaoqing lifted up Wan Xingchen's collar and strode out of the alley.

Wan Xingchen frowned: "Hey, what are you doing? Let go!"

He tried to struggle, but Wan Xingchen, who could beat three or four men with his bare hands, had no room to fight back against Ling Shaoqing.

Wan Xingchen was helplessly dragged out of the alley by Ling Shaoqing due to the suppression of pure strength and momentum.

"Hey, what are you going to do? I feel so embarrassed when you pull me like this, okay?"

Ling Shaoqing ignored him and took him directly to the pharmacy next to the University of Arts to treat the wound on his hand.

The lady at the drugstore saw two handsome guys coming in, a domineering CEO in a suit and tie, and a trendy and cool art student, and she instantly imagined a [-]-word novel.

"Please, treat his wounds."

Ling Shaoqing finally let go of Wan Xingchen. Wan Xingchen straightened his clothes in displeasure and waved his hand: "My injury is a medal, no need to deal with it."

He was very curious. In the past, Ling Shaoqing didn't bother to pay attention to him when he saw him. After all, he coveted other people's little girls.

Why did he change his gender this time and take him to the pharmacy to treat his wounds?

"Hey, old fox, you're not normal."

The lady at the drugstore was even more excited. Is it the story of the old fox and the little hare?

But the next second Ling Shaoqing broke the pharmacy lady's fantasy when she spoke: "I want to thank you on behalf of my girl."

"Tch, I'm doing it for An Ruo. If I want to thank you, she will do it in person. Who wants you to take my place?"

"Don't be poor, quickly take care of the wound and go back to school. I will take care of those people. You should pay more attention to Anruo at school to prevent her from being bullied."

Wan Xingchen frowned, no wonder, it turned out that Ling Shaoqing came to ask him to take care of An Ruo at school.

"Do you still need to tell me? Now that I am near the water, I will get the moon first. Uncle Ling, I will seize the opportunity."

Faced with Wan Xingchen's deliberate verbal provocation, Ling Shaoqing only paid the medical bills and turned around and left.

Even the back view showed disdain for the provocation he had just provoked. Wan Xingchen was so angry that he almost punched the counter, but was stopped urgently by the young lady who applied medicine to him.

"Don't move, we are disinfecting!"

The drugstore lady finally realized that the old fox and the little hare were competing for a girl.

It's a pity that Fu Yan looked at Ren Ji and was excited for nothing.

……

The dormitory life on the first day was quite harmonious except for the little things Fei Jiaoran caused.

In the evening, Li Qian and Ainur clamored to treat An Ruo to the canteen. After all, they borrowed An Ruo's light to have a big meal at noon.

An Ruo didn't have many friends before, and she tried her best to get along with Liu Taoer.

If Liu Taoer is nice to her, she will find a way to return it a thousand times. She has a somewhat flattering personality, so when Li Qian and Ainur rush to treat her, An Ruo will only feel uneasy. .

"Oh, you can do it. It's just a meal in the canteen. It costs tens of dollars. Whatever you rob, I'll pay for it."

Fei Jiaoran ordered a clay pot set meal, took out her meal card, and handed it to the cafeteria staff with a superior expression: "Here, swipe mine, and swipe the three of them's too."

"do not……"

"Need not……"

"Brush me!"

Li Qian and Ainur stopped arguing and stopped Fei Jiaoran. An Ruo took the opportunity to hand over her card.

There was a beeping sound, and then the voice bill rang out, which not only shocked the three roommates, but also the cafeteria staff were stunned for a moment.

【Today’s consumption is 65 yuan, and the remaining balance is yuan. I wish you a pleasant meal. 】

An Ruo calmly put away the card, took the Sanxian rice bowl she ordered, and went to find a free table.

"Li Qian, you guys come here, there are vacancies here."

Li Qian and Ainur quickly let go of Fei Jiaoran, picked up their set meals and trotted towards An Ruo.

"Look at the two of you!" Fei Jiaoran rolled her eyes and then walked over with her portion of the clay pot meal.

A few people found a table and sat down. Li Qian sat opposite An Ruo, the look of surprise in her eyes had not subsided: "An Ruo, did I hear you right? You have a balance of more than 9000 in your card?"

Ainur, who was standing next to him, was also full of envy: "Why do you charge so much money on your meal card? You can't finish it in four years of college."

"Well, it's not that exaggerated. My parents probably thought it was troublesome and gave me more money at once."

"I said, are you a rich second generation?"

An Ruo shook her head quickly: "It's really not true."

She didn't lie. She was not a rich second generation. Her mother died when she was born. She didn't even know who her father was. Let alone a rich second generation, she didn't even know whose second generation she was. .

Although Ling Shaoqing is very rich and ranks at the top of the world's richest list, it has little to do with her.

Fei Jiaoran came over with a crock pot and took out a disinfectant paper towel from her pocket with disgust. She first wiped the stool carefully and sat down, then wiped the table and hands.

"I'm a bit of a germaphobe. I always feel that the cafeteria is not very clean after so many people have sat there. Would you like to wipe it down? I have disinfectant wipes here."

The cafeteria of the University of Arts is very clean, and the tables are all polished and polished. Fei Jiaoran's actions will only make people feel pretentious, and no one will answer her words.

She made a cut and twisted her waist to sit down and pick up her chopsticks to eat.

He frowned after taking just one bite: "What is this? It tastes so bad!"

Li Qian also ordered a clay pot. She was eating it with gusto, but Fei Jiaoran was disappointed: "What's wrong with it? I think it's quite delicious."

Fei Jiaoran threw her chopsticks on the table: "It has no taste at all. If you give this to dogs, they won't eat it!"