Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

When Yuan Minghui came to make trouble, the owner of the bookstore also knew that he wanted to go over to help.

But when he saw Yuan Minghui's face, he stopped in his tracks. After the people had left, he came over to ask Zhou Ling if he was okay.

Seeing that Zhou Ling's arm was hit by the book, where the arm was already red and left a mark, he reached out to apply medicated oil on Zhou Ling's arm.

Zhou Ling said that he didn't like the smell of medicinal oil. After thanking the store manager, he went to sort out the books.

When he got off work, he repeatedly declined the bookstore owner's offer to send him back to school, and left the bookstore by himself with an umbrella.

On the trail, I met Shao Yiluo who came to give him an umbrella. The dormitory originally accommodated four people, but the other two moved out.

So now the two of them live in the dormitory, and both of them know each other's sexual orientation,

Zhou Ling has a soft personality on the inside, and Shao Yiluo is also a knife-mouthed bean and a rotten heart. They are easy to get along with, so they became very good friends.

When Shao Yiluo saw Zhou Ling, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly, bought a bowl of noodles in the small shop, and the two went back to the dormitory.

"I heard that Yuan Minghui is very close to Mu Wanjing from the Department of Journalism," Shao Yiluo cautiously pointed Zhou Ling, telling him to pay attention.

Holding the cold medicine, Zhou Ling paused for a moment, speaking in a low voice.

"We broke up, and he is engaged to Mu Wanjing."

He said with some embarrassment, his hair lay softly on his forehead, but his eyes were clean and bright, as if a meteor had fallen from them.

"Actually, it's not considered a breakup. We haven't started yet. That's fine. I haven't agreed before.

I also thought that I would be separated from him in the end, and now I can avoid future troubles. "

Zhou Ling closed his eyes and quickly took the two cold medicines in his hand, and then he didn't eat the supper he brought back, so he lay back under the bed.

When he went to bed, because of the movement of raising his legs, he hissed, and his delicate brows were also frowned.

Zhou Ling quickly looked at Shao Yiluo, seeing him eating his supper quietly, he let out a sigh of relief and fell down on the quilt.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ling kept coughing, Shao Yiluo got up and poured water for him to drink.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Zhou Ling was called up by Shao Yiluo to go to class, but when he opened his mouth to speak, his voice became hoarse.

Enduring a sore throat, Zhou Ling attended two classes, but after class, he ran into Yuan Minghui again.

"Hey, you're not dead yet," Yuan Minghui said viciously when he saw Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling is now top-heavy, and the two are going to the clinic outside to get an IV.

Yuan Minghui ignored Zhou Ling when he saw him, and his self-esteem would not allow others to disobey him, he approached Zhou Ling and said.

"Don't forget, I can see you sleeping with a man with my own eyes. If you piss me off, you won't be able to stay in school, believe it or not?

But..., if you are sensible, we can discuss this matter. "

Yuan Minghui said pointedly, his eyes kept lingering on Zhou Ling's beautiful neck and thin chest.

If he didn't mention this matter, Zhou Ling still couldn't remember it now, and Zhou Ling's head hurt even more when he mentioned it, and he was angry again.

Now that Yuan Minghui still threatened him with this incident, Zhou Ling coughed angrily and his face turned red.

"you……!"

"Minghui!"

"Dudu!"

Three voices sounded one after another on the small road, and Yuan Minghui was pulled away from Zhou Ling.

And the car that had just honked its horn stopped beside them, and the rear door opened, and an elegant, sinister and powerful man came out.

But when Zhou Ling saw this person, his nerves tensed immediately, and he was about to hurry to Shao Yiluo's side.

"Did I let you go?!"

"Come here," came two more voices calling Zhou Ling to stop.

Zhou Ling turned his back to the two of them. He really didn't want to face that man now, so he looked at Shao Yiluo who was not far away with a look of pleading for help.

But Shao Yiluo thought about it for a while, then walked over to Zhou Ling, and talked to those two seemingly difficult people.

"Zhou Ling has a severe cold now, and he still has a high fever, and his voice is hoarse."

"That's better, I have a car, it's more convenient to take you to the hospital," Fan Sucheng walked up to the car and took Zhou Ling's hand.

When the car door was closed, the sound of the lock being locked was faster than Zhou Ling's movement of trying to open the car door.

Through the car window, you can see the three people standing on the road, and the expressions of the three of them are different.

"Mr. Fan, what exactly do you want?"

Zhou Ling said very tiredly, because of his fever, his exhaled breath was surprisingly hot, and water flashed in his eyes.

Now he is as soft as a piece of soft cotton candy, beautiful and well-behaved, and itchy.

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_(:彡」∠)_I’m sorry, I didn’t update it yesterday, because the text has been edited, and the plot has changed a lot, you can go back and read it, the previous writing feels wrong~ I will update it stably in the future.

Everyone is welcome to leave a message and complain~ The stupid author is super talkative~(〃'▽'〃)