Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The great little Liuxing was ignored by his guide expressionlessly.

Ling Huang was so busy that he returned to the dormitory after dinner time. He only took two or three mouthfuls of the dinner provided by the college before he couldn't swallow it anymore.

They used to be in the same room when helping Li Chu quit. At that time, Ling Huang could regard Li Chu as air, but now there is a tall but naive sentry sitting opposite him, Ling Huang can't calm down.

Feeling Ling Huang's gaze, Li Chu raised his head and chewed his rice to laugh at Ling Huang.

Ling Huang glanced at him in disgust, put away the lunch box and prepared to throw it away.

"I'm not full. If you don't want to eat, give it to me." Li Chu grabbed Ling Huang's wrist.

With a loose hand, he threw the lunch box on the table with a slap, Ling Huang shook off his hand and went to the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Lying in the room at night, I tried to call Yin Heng a few times, but no one answered. I picked up a book and flipped through a few pages absently, but received a voice message from Yin Heng.

"Mr. Ling, the commander-in-chief ordered the communication to be controlled. There is no emergency and no private contact with the rear. Remember the secret order and execute it immediately after receiving the instruction. I am fine, and I hope you are better."

Since it is a communication control, presumably Yin Heng's news must be monitored and checked before it will be released.

Ling Huang's voice replied: "Teacher Yin, everything is fine in the rear, please tell the commander-in-chief that I will follow orders. Please take care."

I hope that this one of mine can also be released to Yin Heng.

Li Chu was holding a bowl of white fungus soup at the door of Ling Huang's room and gnashing his teeth loudly.

I thought that Teacher Ling would be depressed after being locked up for a while, whether he couldn’t eat before, or returned to his room silently after taking a shower, Li Chu felt that Ling Huang was sending a signal to him: I’m angry , come and coax me.

It was the first time in his life to cook desserts, and Li Chu put three times more sugar in the sweet soup than his own taste.

Thinking that Teacher Ling, who is eating sweets, will definitely be happy, maybe when he is happy, he will wipe out the previous misunderstandings, and he can love Li Chuen and love him forever.

Although the effect of the consciousness-level intercommunication after the last mental pairing faded over time to the point where Li Chu could hardly perceive Ling Huang's emotions, the young man was blindly optimistic that his own judgment was also a special interpretation of the consciousness level. There will be mistakes.

With keen hearing, Ling Huang voiced Yin Heng, saying Wanwang take care?

Wow, is this teacher eating Li Chu in the bowl and looking at Yin Heng in the pot?

Sure enough, he was still indiscriminate, he deserved to be locked up, and he deserved to be hungry.

Ling Huang was a little feverish again, and found out from the drawer Dr. Cheng left the last time, Ling Huang did not finish the pressed tablets combined with heat, and found that there was no water in the room.

Holding the medicine and leaving the bedroom, he saw Li Chu Dasa sitting on the sofa in the living room enjoying a bowl of white fungus soup.

Sentinel tastes light, can this guy tolerate such a sweet soup?

Ling Huang only glanced at Xiao Liuxing, then turned around and went to the refrigerator to get water, threw the medicine into his mouth and twisted open the water bottle to drink, but his wrist was grabbed again.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Li Chu lowered his head to look carefully at Ling Huang's face, "Why are you taking the medicine? Why is it uncomfortable?"

As long as it touches your skin, it will be uncomfortable anywhere.

Ling Huang broke free from Li Chu's restraint, took a sip of water and swallowed the medicine.

Combining heat can be suppressed once, but not for a lifetime.Dr. Cheng had run out of medicine, and ordinary humans in the academy had already evacuated, making it difficult for the infirmary to function normally.

If Ling Huang couldn't prescribe new medicine, he had to bear it by himself.

But Li Chu didn't have the slightest awareness of the need to keep a distance, and leaned over every now and then to pinch Ling Huang's arm and grab his hand.

"Don't..." Ling Huang struggled and retreated to the wall for an unknown number of times, leaning his back against the wall weakly, panting heavily with blushing cheeks, "Don't touch me, stay away from me."

No matter how young and ignorant, and as dull as Li Chu, when he heard the trembling breath in Ling Huang's voice, and the strong longing in his hoarse voice, he could still make a good guess.

"Teacher Ling." Li Chu's rare serious proposal, "If it's a combination fever, I can help you."