private marriage

possessive?
Ling Nuanqing would not admit it even if she was beaten to death. These three words only apply to Ling Shaocheng, and the word "abnormal" must be added in front of it.

"No."

She continued to be stubborn.

Ling Shaocheng forced her to Yu Changkai's room, "Where's the key card?"

"What?"

"Go in and have a look."

Ling Nuanqing refused to give it to him, so Ling Shaocheng simply put his hand into her pocket, took out the key card and went in.

The room has not yet been furnished, but it has just taken shape. The words HAPPY are pasted on the wall. Ling Shaocheng bent down to pick up the pomegranate red balloon on the ground, "Will Fan Xiaozhu like this?"

"Why don't you like it? Yu Chang is the one who proposes, as long as the person is right."

Ling Shaocheng was thoughtful, the normal life order of the two should be the same as that of Fan Xiaozhu and Yu Chang.

Fall in love, get married, and have a child of your own.

But everything between him and Ling Nuanqing was in chaos.

Ming Yue called, and the person who had made an appointment with Ling Shaocheng would be there soon. He put down the balloon in his hand, "I have something to do, you can arrange it here first, and I will take you to dinner after I finish talking."

Ling Nuanqing sat on the edge of the bed without speaking, listening to Ling Shaocheng's footsteps going out.

He was afraid that she would be hungry, so he hurriedly finished talking and knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room.

Ling Shaocheng guessed it, Mingyue was waiting for him at the door when he went downstairs. "Mr. Ling."

"she left?"

"Yes."

He didn't say anything more, some things can't be rushed.

In the evening, Ling Nuanqing had to go to class, so she didn't eat dinner, so she passed a bakery and bought a cheese bun.

She and Wu Juan didn't mention anything about the circle of friends last time. Ling Nuanqing saw that she looked sleepy these days, as if she was in a bad mood.

Ling Nuanqing didn't ask much, after all, she wasn't familiar with her to that extent.

After class for a while, there was a sound from the back door, maybe someone was late.

Ling Nuanqing stared at the front intently, writing down some important points in the notebook with a pen.

There was the sound of a chair being pulled nearby, and she couldn't help but look back, it was Ling Shaocheng.

Ling Nuanqing became anxious, seeing the man sitting still, she stretched her legs and wanted to kick him.

The man looked at her and motioned her to look up in the teacher's direction.

Ling Nuanqing suddenly lost her mind, and secretly took out her mobile phone to send a message to Ling Shaocheng: "What are you doing?"

"I don't overwhelm myself with too many skills, I paid the tuition fee."

After Ling Shaocheng's company was vacated, he became an idler, and he had to recuperate from his illness, so now he has plenty of time.

He opened the teaching aids, which contained a full set of paper and paintbrushes.

Ling Nuanqing felt uncomfortable, even if she didn't stare at Ling Shaocheng, she just glanced at him lightly from the corner of her eye, she knew he was staring at her.

Ling Nuanqing raised her hand to cover her face, and Ling Shaocheng drew a line on the paper with a pen.

About half an hour later, the teacher turned off the computer. "Take a 15-minute break."

There was a knock on the door, and Ling Nuanqing saw several people entering in a file, some were carrying Starbucks takeaway boxes, some were delivering pizza, and the person walking at the end was carrying a dozen portions of fruit.

Wu Juan clapped her hands. "Someone has a treat."

Who is so kind and spends so much money?
A group of people rushed over, they were no longer children, but they were still very excited to see that there was food and drink.

Sitting in the seat, Ling Nuanqing saw the teacher looking at her with a smile, "Everyone would like to thank Student Ling, you are so considerate, and even prepared a supper for us."

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly glanced at Ling Shaocheng.

He held up the painting that was almost finished in his hand, "Does it look good? Does it look like it?"

Ling Shaocheng doesn't have any drawing skills, his level is not as good as words, he can only draw Kazilan's big eyes and small cherry mouth.

Wu Juan went up to get a lot of food and drink, and gave Ling Nuanqing a portion when she came back. "It's all done today, thank you Nuan Nuan."

She raised the corners of her mouth unnaturally, Ling Shaocheng carefully placed the painting in his hand on the table, the phone in his pocket vibrated, he stood up and walked out.

Ling Nuanqing looked at the coffee on the table, she bought her favorite flavor, she took it and held it in her palm, her fingers were cold, just to warm it up.

"Wu Juan."

"Yeah." The person next to him took a bite of pizza.

"Is your boyfriend coming to pick you up later?"

Wu Juan's expression darkened, "Don't mention him."

"what happened?"

"broke up."

"Ah?" Ling Nuanqing didn't know it at all, didn't she have dinner together last time, "Why?"

She blurted out the question and felt bad again, but the words had already been said.

"When we first got together, we didn't think so much, and when we got together, we found out that it wasn't suitable."

That's right, Wu Juan is relatively an honest girl, but that boyfriend is not a down-to-earth person at first glance.

Ling Shaocheng was standing in the corridor smoking a cigarette, he casually talked to the person on the other end of the phone, a figure appeared in his sight, walked quickly, and rushed past him.

Ling Shaocheng raised his eyelids slightly, and saw half of the man's face from the side.

It seems to be that Wu Juan's boyfriend.

It's not time for get out of class...

"Mr. Ling?"

The person on the other end of the phone thought he wasn't listening, Ling Shaocheng pulled himself back to his senses. "Go on."

After the man entered the classroom, he pushed the door shut, and all the people inside gathered together to brag, and no one would notice the door.

He walked to the back door, closed it and locked it, and pulled a chair to block the door.

Ling Nuanqing was swiping her phone when someone approached her on Weibo to inquire about tattoos.

Wu Juan was talking next to her, but suddenly the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground, and the dark brown liquid splashed onto Ling Nuanqing's instep, but fortunately it was not hot.

But a burst of warmth came right after, and landed on Ling Nuanqing's face and neck.

Her eyes closed involuntarily, and it was as if a pot had exploded around her. There were the sounds of falling chairs and objects falling on the ground, and the sound of messy footsteps came one after another. Ling Nuanqing got a strong blood in her nose. taste.

A man in a slightly older grade wanted to step forward to stop him, "What are you doing?"

Wu Juan's boyfriend waved his arm, and Ling Nuanqing heard a scream.

She opened her eyes and saw Wu Juan lying motionless on the table next to her, her neckline was covered in blood, and her boyfriend seemed crazy, waving a knife at anyone he saw.

The small classroom instantly turned into a place of purgatory. Ling Nuanqing was in a daze. She pushed Wu Juan and called her name.

Wu Juan started to twitch all over, Ling Nuanqing backed away in fright, someone bumped into her shoulder, "Run away!"

"No one wants to escape, I will not let anyone go today."

Ling Shaocheng heard the voice, dropped his cigarette and hurried over.

Someone threw himself on the transparent glass, screaming, "Help, help—"

Two bloody palms were printed on it, and when it slid down, two strings of long bloodstains came out. Ling Shaocheng pushed the door and it was locked.

The door panel was not strong, and the lock was even more of a decoration, Ling Shaocheng kicked it open.