Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Li Rong's eyelids trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

Cen Xiaoxu leaned against the table, slightly bent his left leg, lowered his height, and looked at Li Rong at the same level.

An ambiguous atmosphere gradually brewed in the air, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could wrap around Li Rong's slender waist hidden under the cotton-padded coat. The table was also a good tool, the length and width were sufficient, and the height was just right.

Li Rong didn't have much flesh on his body, and the wrist bone was stuck in his tiger's mouth. He could clearly feel Li Rong's pulse beating faster with his fingertips.

Li Rong moved his fingers, the smile on his lips was still there, he raised his eyes to look at Cen Wei, with a smirk in his eyes, suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and pressed his palm down on Cen Wei's bruised place.

"If you like pain, tell me earlier. If you don't tell me, how would I know you have this hobby."

Cen Xiao took a deep breath.

The ribs are already fragile, and it's not comfortable to be pressed by others, not to mention that he was seriously injured.

Cen Ling gritted his teeth for a few seconds, and when the pain subsided, he suddenly wrapped his right hand around Li Rong's waist, his left leg slid lightly, and pressed against Li Rong's heel. Pushing his abdomen hard, he twisted his body and pressed Li Rong on the desk.

This is a very common melee combat technique, but when dealing with others, he always falls to the ground very hard, but when he knocked down Li Rong, he used his right hand to carefully pad Li Rong's waist, preventing him from falling to the edge of the table superior.

Li Rong didn't practice in vain in those two years. Realizing that his foot was not stable, he immediately tensed his back, held Cen Xiao's arm, straightened his head, and subconsciously bent his right knee, ready to attack at all times.

It's just that after the stress reaction, he also knew that he was not in danger, his eyes flickered, and he quietly relaxed his strength, put all the weight of his body on the table safely, and slid his fingers down Cen Xiao's arm inch by inch.

Cen Ling narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth lightly, rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "If I'm injured, I can't..."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from the corridor.

The sound insulation of the school dormitory is not as good as that of normal residential buildings. There is only one door to block it, and there is no difference between indoors and outdoors.

Now is the time for dormitory supervisors to check the dormitory. In order to ensure the safety of the boarding students, the dormitory supervisor must count the number of people every night to confirm that all the boarders have returned.

The small glass window on the door of the dormitory is for the aunt to check people.

Li Rong heard his aunt muttering in the corridor: "Is Liu Mingxiu here? Oh, I see."

Li Rong was lying on the table with his palms spread out, and his soft hair was disheveled.

He panted slightly: "...I'm going to be found."

Cen Ling looked at his warm neck in his soft white coat, his delicate jaw, and moist red lips, he felt his mouth was dry and he didn't bother to care about his aunt and school rules.

With a smile in Li Rong's eyes, he raised his index finger and tapped on the table in a loose manner, and said slyly: "Anyway, I have a bad reputation. At that time, people will only say that President Cen's son is indescribable with others in the dormitory, which will seriously affect the school atmosphere."

Cen Wei was threatened by him once before, knowing that it was just Li Rong's trick, he chuckled: "I actually don't care about President Cen's reputation or the atmosphere of the school."

The dormitory auntie lowered her head and made a tick behind Liu Mingxiu's name, then walked towards the door of Li Rong's room.

From the perspective of the glass window, one can just see a corner of the big desk, and also just can see Cen Xiao's back.

After all, Li Rong still has some sequelae from his previous life, knowing that Cen Xiao doesn't necessarily care about the consequences when he goes crazy.

And their current appearance is really hard to prove their innocence, Cen Wei's upper body is bare, and there are still traces of bruises on his body.

Li Rong swallowed his saliva, his ears were always paying attention to the movement at the door, he raised his palm that was stained with ointment, and asked innocently: "I haven't finished wiping it yet, Cen Wei, are you cold, I'll turn on the air conditioner for you? "

Cen Xiao snorted softly.

Aunt Su Guan walked to Li Rong's door, and first called out: "Li Rong?"

"Here!" Li Rong hurriedly leaned on the table with his elbows, barely propped himself up, the white cotton coat slid down his shoulders, hung on his upper arms, and the static electricity sizzled a few times.

After answering, taking advantage of Cen Xiao's relaxation, he immediately got out and quickly put on clothes for Cen Xiao.

Auntie looked around and saw two people gathered around the table, Li Rong's hand was still clutching the clothes and resting on the other person's shoulder.

The aunt didn't think much about it, and put a check mark behind his name: "Let's still teach people, let's go to bed early."

She knew that Li Rong's family was confiscated, and it was pitiful for a third-year student to earn living expenses by himself, so when she was on duty, she would try to provide convenience to Li Rong as much as possible.

Li Rong glanced at the door from the corner of his eye: "Yes, we'll be 'on' right away."

For the last two words, he lowered his voice, gnashing his teeth a little bit.

When Auntie left, Li Rong shook his hands, without the slightest sign of guilt: "Tsk, the ointment is all on your clothes."

In desperation, he grabbed Cen Xiao's coat and accidentally wiped the remnants of his palm on the collar.

Cen Ling glanced at the neckline, but looked at the door of the dormitory: "The dormitory is just for people to see?"

He really didn't know before, it turned out that the small glass was specially reserved for the aunt in the dormitory to check, but the dormitory was full of boys, so it was inconvenient anyway.

Li Rong pouted reluctantly: "Otherwise, this is not my home."

That's why everyone didn't dare to mess around in the dormitory, for fear that people would see something they shouldn't see.

Cen Ling shook off his clothes, and said softly, "I'll help you apply for exemption from inspection, and you can cover the windows."

Li Rongman didn't care: "Just watch it, I'm used to it."

Humans are creatures that are very adaptable to the environment. No matter how unbelievable they were before, they accept it when they encounter it.

Because those who cannot accept change are eliminated by nature.

Cen Ling took a deep look at him: "I'm not used to it."

I am not used to being seen when he is wearing pajamas and sleepy, not used to being seen with his hair wet after taking a shower, not used to being seen with his secret but cute little problems.

Because once you see it, you will never forget it.

Li Rong frowned, tilting his head in thought.

Cen Wei's tone was very similar to that of the previous life, he seemed to have said similar things to him a long time ago, but it took a long time for Li Rong to realize that those words were not because of Song Yuanyuan's jealousy, but because of him.

Li Rong silently swallowed the throbbing in his stomach, squeezed some ointment and applied it on his hands, and massaged Cen Xiao's wound, this time he did not act lightly, rubbing away some hardened blood.

Cen Xiao tensed his muscles, and didn't even frown.

Li Rong finished applying the medicine, threw the used ointment into the trash can, and let out a sigh of relief: "Okay, if you don't go back, your driver won't be able to wait."

Cen Ling put on a sweater, watched Li Rong wipe his palms with a piece of paper: "My driver believes in my self-protection ability."

Li Rong was wiping his hands, and said casually: "Really, then he must not know how you got this injury."

Cen Xiao asked calmly, "Do you know?"

Li Rong clenched his fists, rolled up the waste paper in his hand, pressed it in his palm, and smiled lightly, "If you want to talk, I really want to know."

Cen Wei suddenly said, "Oh? I thought you weren't curious."

After all, Li Rong never showed curiosity, as if he already knew the reason.

Li Rong looked at Cen Xiao quietly and shrugged innocently.

Several questions popped into his mind.

What is the attraction of District Nine?

How powerful is the ghost eye group?

Why did the department that was supposed to supervise the abnormal business practices of the entire United Chamber of Commerce disappear in the bankruptcy of his father's equipment company this time?

Because of the silence in the Ninth District, more Hongsuo insiders believed that there might really be a problem with Li Qingli and Gu Nong.

Otherwise, the Ninth District will definitely find out something, and they will never let anyone with evil intentions go.

Cen Xiao lowered his head, lightly sniffed the scent of the medicine on his neckline, and didn't ask the bottom line.

He stretched out his hand and picked up a broken hair that fell on Li Rong's shoulder, and pinched it with his fingertips: "Remember to block the window."

In self-study the next morning, Yang Fenfang was checking hygiene in the class, and walked to Lin Qin's desk, she knocked on Lin Qin's desk, and said earnestly: "Although you are taking an art test, the cultural class is also very important, you should try not to delay it." Make up lessons during evening self-study, I see you left after school yesterday without even taking your schoolbag, I told your parents."

Lin Qin quickly stood up, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Yes, I will try to adjust the time in the future."

He is really suffering.

If it wasn't for Jian Fu, he would definitely be able to come back early, and his parents would not find out that he had escaped the evening self-study.

Now his parents thought he was out of his mind and didn't take his studies seriously, so they nagged him for two hours.

Originally, he only wanted to buy a painting, but Jian Fu insisted on dragging him to look at the skis. It was not enough to look around, but he had to go to the indoor ski resort to experience it.

Jian Fu couldn't wait to Amway his own hobbies, so Lin Qin had no choice but to accompany him reluctantly.

It's a pity that skiing is too difficult to master. Lin Qin is on the verge of falling when he steps on it. He seldom slides down a few times, and most of the time he falls.

Jian has a high level of recovery, pressing the board, squatting on the place where he fell and gloating.

"No, little star, with such poor balance, how can you learn to dance?"

Lin Qin's hair and collar were covered with snow foam, and his ears and neck were red from the cold.

He was not as sharp-tongued as Jianfu, and finally sat down in the snow, threw the board aside, and refused to cooperate.

Jian Fu found that her aggressive method had the opposite effect, and the other party completely gave up the idea of ​​skiing.

He frowned, tugged at Lin Qin's clothes, and softened his tone a little: "Hey, you can't do it? Even if Li Rong doesn't necessarily like skiing, there are many people in the entertainment industry you want to join. You have to understand Click it, or else you won’t be able to get in your mouth when people are chatting in the social arena.”

Lin Qin coaxed, "You know again."

Jian Fu let out a "tsk", and muttered inexplicably, "Why have you become more and more tempered recently?"

In the end, they listened to Lin Qin, and they bought the painting before the shop closed.

Jian Fu couldn't be bothered to think about it, he spent money to frame the painting, thinking it was a gift from them together.

Li Rong glanced at Lin Qin from the corner of his eye, and shook his head secretly: "Hey, Lin Qin has never been criticized by the teacher before. Since he got mixed up with us, he has been called more and more times."

Cen Wei let out a soft "heh", and said flatly, "You dragged him in, and it has nothing to do with me."

Li Rong looked him up and down, and couldn't help laughing: "You won't...be jealous of Lin Qin, will you?"

It was hard for him to imagine that Cen Xiao would have such a childish mentality, but it seemed that every time he mentioned Lin Qin, Cen Xiao would always react a bit.

This situation probably started when Lin Qin gave him the bottle of hot milk.

Cen Xiao sneered: "I, do you want to be jealous of him?"

Li Rong bumped Cen Wei with his shoulder, and murmured in a low voice, "I am also very kind to you, and I even gave you medicine."

Cen Xiao lowered his head and flipped through the textbooks, brand new pages flicked across his fingertips, it could be seen that he was not focused on his studies.

Cen Wei followed lightly: "I haven't fucked you before?"

Li Rong crossed the [-]th line between the two of them, put his hand on Cen Xun's book, and touched the back of Cen Xun's hand with his fingertips: "I only made fried rice noodles for you, no one else has any."

Cen Wei raised his eyes, closed the book, and asked, "Have I ever fed boiled sweet potatoes to others?"

The silent magnetic field seesaw between the two. Although it is an extremely childish game, it seems that the one who loses will be inexplicably wronged.

No matter how mature a person's mind is, when it comes to feelings, he has to pull his IQ below the average line.

The morning self-study bell rang piercingly, Yang Fenfang turned around and left the classroom, Jian Fu rushed to Cen Xiao's desk heartlessly: "What are you talking about, add me!"

Li Rong pressed the center of his eyebrows, silently took the thermos, and drank water.

Cen Xiao lowered his head and turned over the textbook again.