When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling was stunned for a few seconds.

He looked around and confirmed the guy with blue-gray hair, "Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise, besides you, who else is new here."

On the surface, the boy was stuffing his pockets impatiently, but if you look carefully, you will notice that there is a eager interest hidden under the closed eyes.

"Did you hear that?"

Qian Ling nodded.

"Thank you for your kindness, but the welcome party is unnecessary, it is too much trouble."

The boy suddenly approached, put his hands on the table, and instantly shortened the distance between them.

Qian Ling's eyelashes trembled.

The boy's youthful and energetic breath rushed towards his face, with a taste of the eyes brought back from the basketball court, and the breath of the two of them almost overlapped.

"Are you really not understanding, or are you just pretending to be stupid?" The boy raised his lips, his eyes fell on his face, "You have to come to this welcome party, do you understand?"

Obviously the person in front of him was actually younger than him, but the oppressive feeling on his body still made Qian Ling purse his lower lip nervously and swallow his saliva.

And this time.

The boy who was still speaking harshly last second suddenly stretched out his hand, and pinched his cheek with a wide palm, "I'm asking you something."

Qian Ling was taken aback, and nodded blankly under the aggressive gaze of the boy.

"I'll be there."

The boy hummed.

But he still didn't move his hand away, and then gently rubbed Qianling's cheek with his rough fingertips, "Are you really a boy? Why do you look different from ordinary boys?"

???

Shallow spirituality.

"Are you a girl?"

Qianling: "..."

This guy is really...

Qian Ling heard the laughter from the whispers around him, his face flushed a little, and he stared at the boy in front of him.

"I'm a man, thank you."

"Oh? Then prove it?"

prove?

The hand slid down his cheek and slid to the waist, and his fingers caught the drawstring of the school pants through a layer of material of the school uniform shirt.

The boy said in a deep voice: "Let everyone see it, or you will know."

Qianling stood up abruptly.

His frame is small, and compared to a boy who has just matured and is close to 190 in height, he is much shorter.

Qian Ling could only raise his chin slightly, his eyes were beating with anger, and his blushing face spread to the base of his ears.

"Student, please show me some respect."

The boy spread his hands as if he had heard some joke, and the corner of his mouth smiled ironically.

"Why, it's as if someone wants to touch you."

The surrounding laughter magnified again.

"Ji Jiayu, you can't do it, hahaha."

"Mr. Ji calm down, don't do it, he's a baby, I'll touch your rough hand twice, what should I do if it breaks?"

Different from the uneasiness brought about by the unfamiliar environment in the previous copy, the familiar classroom environment made Qian Ling temporarily forget the potential danger.

"Then please remember your own words and stop having physical contact with me."

The boy didn't seem to have thought that Qianling dared to choke back, with the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and deep displeasure in his sharp eyes.

After Qian Ling spoke, she regretted a little.

Since this is in the dungeon, it means there is a certain degree of danger, and my provocative behavior is very aggressive.

Don't say anything else.

In case this guy called Ji Jiayu wants to beat him up——

Qian Ling's eyes moved down quietly, and fixed on his hand.

If he really suffered two blows, he would probably be cold.

But waited a while.

The conflict Qian Ling expected did not break out, but the boy turned and walked back to his seat after hearing the bell for class.

Qianling breathed a sigh of relief.

He also sat down, his heart would have been in his throat just now.

At this time, a book was handed over on the table.

——Surprisingly, it is the subject of this class.

Qian Ling followed the direction in which the book was handed, and met Shen Linchuan's eyes. Under the cover of black-rimmed glasses, those eyes were extraordinarily cold as if immersed in ice water.

"Have a good class."

Qian Ling nodded, opened the book and began to listen.

But Ji Jiayu, who returned to his seat, just felt uncomfortable all over, and there was nowhere to vent his unreasonable irritability.

Like something, wandering on the verge of losing control.

what happened.

Ji Jiayu kicked the chair at the front table angrily, "It's too crowded, get up there."

The boy at the front desk was thinner, he just lowered his head and looked at him in horror, then quickly turned his head and moved the chair forward a lot.

I was afraid that if I took a step slower, I would be eaten by him.

Ji Jiayu sneered.

This is what counselors should look like, timid and afraid to try their best to show their harmlessness.

Not like that inexplicable transfer student.

He rubbed his thumb and index finger, which seemed to still have the delicate texture of the other party's skin, as well as the faint scent that could only be smelled by getting closer.

Ji Jiayu couldn't help but put his fingers on the tip of his nose, and the faint fragrance rushed into his nostrils, catching up with the irritability in his heart, he rubbed it back and forth repeatedly.

The apex of the heart seems to have a feeling together.

A hot-blooded boy who has never been interested in anyone before, just finds this feeling very strange.

It's obviously just a little coward that he can knock down casually, and it's not even up to the standard in his eyes.

Think so.

However, Ji Jiayu couldn't forget what happened just now, instead, in his mind, he repeatedly smacked every expression shown by the beautiful transfer student.

From being well-behaved and harmless at the beginning to blushing and embarrassing later, her eyes are as beautiful and clear as jewels.

Gee.

He just turned around and walked away.

In the past, let alone sitting in the classroom and listening to lectures, it would depend on his mood whether he could enter the hospital or not.

thought here.

Ji Jiayu couldn't help turning his head, looking at the position in the last row.

Qian Ling was holding a pen in his mouth, frowning and thinking about the content of the teacher's lecture. This section was about physics homework. He seemed to have encountered some difficulties.

Under his crimson lips, his white and neat teeth were biting on the penholder. He turned the pages of the book rattling, and his brows furrowed deeper.

Ji Jiayu originally just wanted to take a look, so he turned around.

But inexplicably, he couldn't move his eyes.

Qian Ling was almost bored to death by these questions.

He was completely at a loss for science projects, let alone physics in the third year of high school. He couldn't write a word with a pen.

After struggling for 10 minutes, Qian Ling gave up.

He slowly approached the boy beside him, "At the same table, can you show me your exercise book%3F"

Shen Linchuan's pen tip paused slightly.

"doing what?"

Qian Ling chuckled, "I'll just take a look, I really don't want to copy."

"Write it yourself."

Qian Ling's whole face collapsed in an instant, and he hugged Shen Linchuan's arm, "I tried my best just now, but I just couldn't understand it, show me the answer, maybe I will learn it."

Shen Linchuan withdrew his hand as if electrocuted.

In the next second, the exercise book full of answers arrived on Qianling's desk.

Shen Linchuan pushed down the thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Thank you~"

Said that Qian Ling wanted to come over again, but Shen Linchuan raised his hand and refused solemnly, "I see, you go over a little bit."

"Hey, good!"

Qian Ling hugged the exercise book contentedly, and began to copy hahahaha.

The tip of the pen danced lightly.

——This man actually refused my Jiabao's approach? ? ?

——Shen Linchuan, can't you?

——Baby is so cute when playing a rascal, who can resist?

——Wuuwuwu don't say it's the answer to the practice questions, it's not a problem to take my life.

……

With the kind "help" of student Shen and Qian Ling's unremitting efforts, today's physics homework was all done before get out of class ended.

awesome.

At this time, the sun projected from the window had already slanted to the west, accompanied by a crisp bell for the end of get out of class.

Today's day of study is over.

The students stepped on the bell and went out, and soon there were only a few people left in the classroom.

The system of this school is different. Even in the third year of high school, there is no need to take evening courses.

Qian Ling cleaned up her desktop.

The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and a touch of blue-gray appeared in front of his eyes, "Hey, give me your contact information."

"doing what?"

"What else can I do, send you the address where I'm going tonight."

"Oh."

Qian Ling took out his phone slowly, and unlocked it reluctantly. Before he could open the software, the phone was snatched away.

"Eh--"

"Slow down, are you a tortoise?"

Ji Jiayu was wearing a shoulder bag, with one hand in the pocket, and the other hand quickly entered his contact information on Qian Ling's phone, and threw the phone back to him, "I added it for you."

Qian Ling looked down at the note on the top of her hand.

"I have already sent you the location and time. If you dare to come one minute late, you know what to do."

After saying this, Ji Jiayu left.

Qian Ling opened it and saw that the so-called welcome party for him was held in a private room of the bar.

Although they are all over the age of 18, as students, it is still a little uncomfortable to go to this kind of occasion.

But this welcome party is most likely a link that cannot be skipped in the dungeon.

Qianling left the school gate.

The dungeon will rationalize the identity of the player, so now his family status is about the same level as his original one.

After changing out of her school uniform, Qianling changed into the most inconspicuous white shirt in her closet, and fastened every button neatly.

When the scheduled time was almost up, he drove to the bar.

He glanced out curiously as the receptionist ushered him past the dance floor and booths.

I met a lot of eyes with ulterior motives.

Qian Ling immediately withdrew her gaze without looking sideways, and followed the receptionist to the designated box.

After Qianling opened the door of the box, the box was spacious and well decorated.

It can be roughly estimated that the consumption level here must not be low.

There are a lot of expensive wines on the table, and the people sitting on the sofa are all familiar faces that Qian Ling has seen in the classroom today.

And Ji Jiayu sat in the middle, playing dice with a group of people.

The person next to him bumped his arm.

"Our protagonist is here."

Ji Jiayu turned his head and saw Qian Ling in a white shirt, with a dazed expression for a moment.

Then he reacted.

"What are you doing standing there, come here."

Qian Ling closed the door and walked over. The whistling and booing of a group of people almost covered the noisy background music.

"Didn't you be asked to come here at eight o'clock? You're late."

"Should I punish myself with three cups?"

"Yes, we're holding a welcome party for you, how can there be any reason for the protagonist to be late?"

In the discussion between you and me, no one knows who has filled the wine glass and handed it to him.

"New classmate, express your interest?"

This is obviously a glass of high-quality liquor.

Qian Ling looked at the wine glass, but didn't pick it up, "I don't know how to drink, can I use something else?"

"No, where is the rule?"

"Unless someone is willing to drink it for you, you must drink this glass of wine today."

Qianling: "..."

He turned his eyes around the box, and found that the boy called "Brother Li" was not there this morning, nor was his deskmate Shen Linchuan.

Among these people, the only one he could name was Ji Jiayu who brought him to this welcome party.

Qian Ling took a look and passed him.

"Nobody can help me."

Ji Jiayu:? ? ? ?

I'm ready, you tell me this?