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

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Qian Ling didn't think too much when she passed by, she just wanted to complete the order quickly and see what the next step would be.

He leans forward.

The mouth that was supposed to touch the upper lip was blocked back mercilessly by a hand.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Shen Linchuan put one hand between him and himself, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "What are you doing?"

--I go? ? ?

——My wife doesn't even accept kisses when she offers them, this Shen Linchuan is broken, let's change it.

——If you want to change me, you don't need to do it baby, I will do it myself.Suck and suck.

——Speaking of which, this dungeon doesn't look very difficult. Although I don't know what the game penalty is, the content of this command is tailor-made for my wife.

——I call it too good.

It's so embarrassing.

Qian Ling wanted to press her lips, but suddenly realized that her mouth was pressing against the other's palm.

Just brushing his palm like this.

Shen Linchuan's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly withdrew his hand like an electric shock. The next second, he realized what this hand had touched.

The movement that originally wanted to push the glasses stopped.

Qian Ling, who hadn't realized that she was rejected, moved forward again.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to stick with you."

Shen Linchuan moved the chair out%2C and moved a stack of books in from the outside, forcing the distance between the two of them.

"We haven't gotten to this level of familiarity yet."

Qianling frowned.

She didn't seem to understand why Shen Linchuan was so afraid of him.

Because of the previous dungeon, Qian Ling thought that the king's order should be completed easily this time, but Shen Linchuan didn't cooperate with him at all.

Qianling looked at his body.

If it was tough, ten of them would not be enough for Shen Linchuan to fight with one hand.

"Then how long do we have to get acquainted before we can stick to each other?"

Shen Linchuan started to cough.

Qian Ling hurriedly wanted to pat him on the back nervously, but he stretched out his hand to refuse, Shen Linchuan looked at him, "What did you say?"

Qian Ling thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it.

Shen Linchuan said: "Kissing is something that only lovers can do, it's not a matter of how long they have been familiar with each other."

Qianling made a sound.

When Shen Linchuan thought he had heard it, Qian Ling suddenly said: "Then can I be your lover for a day?"

Shen Linchuan: "...?"

He stretched out his hand to touch Qianling's forehead, and the temperature from the back of his hand was not as hot as imagined.

not sick.

"Since you don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Qianling grabbed his hand and took it from his forehead.

"I was serious."

Shen Linchuan wanted to pull his hand back, but this time, Qian Ling learned so well that he hugged his arm tightly with both hands and put it in his arms.

Shen Linchuan couldn't move, and was afraid of hurting someone with too much force.

"Do you think I'm not good enough? Why can't I be your lover. Huh?"

When Qian Ling hummed the last syllable, she was a little proud.

He raised his head slightly, exposing his clean and beautiful face to the other party's view, like a pool of clean spring water, swallowing it with a touch of sweetness.

Shen Linchuan took a deep look, and finally retracted his gaze restrainedly, and landed on the table.

"You did all this because of that text message."

Qian Ling, who was poked, showed a guilty expression.

"After all, everyone has received the text message. I am worried that there will really be some punishment if the instruction content is not completed according to the above requirements,"

Qian Ling breathed low, and said softly, "I'm afraid of pain, and I don't want to be punished."

"Are you not afraid that I did it?"

Qian Ling shook her head, "I have already checked your mobile phone, and then you don't need to make fun of yourself, if I don't believe you, you will also be punished."

He lowered his voice mysteriously, "There's another saying, haven't you seen TV dramas where the supporting characters always don't follow the instructions to give away their heads?"

"You're right."

Qian Ling's eyes lit up, thinking that Shen Linchuan agreed with his point of view, a pile of practice papers was placed in front of him.

Shen Linchuan said: "Watch less TV dramas."

He couldn't believe what he said at all.

Qian Ling lowered his head.

But also, if it wasn't for the special environment of the dungeon, he would have thought it was just a simple prank.

He flipped through the science paper in front of him, glanced at it and gave up.

Anyway, it's just a copy, there's no need to really learn it.

He was lying on the table, trying to save some energy, and was thinking about how to get Shen Linchuan to agree to stick with him.

For some reason, Qian Ling thought of the majestic appearance of calling some gangsters, blocking Shen Linchuan in a corner, and refusing to leave without a kiss.

He couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then the table was knocked twice.

Qian Ling thought it was the teacher who came, so she straightened her waist by reflex, and looked carefully that it was Shen Linchuan's hand.

"..."

Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to lie back down again, when Shen Linchuan held his chin a few centimeters away from the table and interrupted his movement.

"Exam paper finished %3F"

"No."

Qian Ling replied confidently, "I don't want to write."

"why?"

"No reason. Don't write."

Shen Linchuan withdrew his hand, and Qian Ling got his wish back on the table. When he thought that the other party was not going to care about him, he heard the faint voice say: "As long as you finish writing this paper, I will promise you just now." Said..."

Qianling turned her head expectantly.

The scorching gaze made Shen Linchuan feel a little uncomfortable. He paused for a few seconds before uttering those two words in an extremely unskilled manner, "I will stick with you."

"Okay! It's a mouth stick."

Shen Linchuan hummed in a low voice.

Because of the reflection of the lens, Qian Ling couldn't see the specific expression of the other party.

But that's enough.

Qianling spread out the test papers full of motivation, and struggled to retrieve the few memories of cultural lessons. After 10 minutes of hard work, the whole person was sluggish.

Li Zong, it’s really not made by humans!

"Student Shen, can you change the condition?"

This set is a basic question.

Xueba's "Basic Questions".

Qian Ling promised that he had tried his best, but the gap between them could be understood by flipping through the book from time to time.

Shen Linchuan glanced at the clock.

There are still 7 hours after school, you still have time.

Not to mention seven hours, even for seven days, Qian Ling couldn't do it.

Ji Jiayu has been observing Qian Ling's movements.

After seeing him sitting in the seat all morning, scratching his head and scratching his hair, the whole hair was in a mess, like a whole sweet and soft cotton candy.

After school at noon, Qian Ling was still sitting in her seat.

Ji Jiayu walked over, curiously lowered his body to see what he was tinkering with, so seriously.

Then he saw a paper that was written in a mess, and the draft paper next to it recorded Qian Ling's mental journey of collapse.

"What are you doing?"

Qian Ling was taken aback by Ji Jiayu's sudden sound.

"Do the question."

Ji Jiayu gave a long groan, and suddenly reached out and took out his paper.

Qianling groaned, reaching out to take it back.

"give me back."

Ji Jiayu put his hand on Qianling's head, rubbed it, and held the test paper with the other hand, "I wrote so many questions in one morning? I didn't expect you to be a scumbag than me."

Qian Ling snorted.

Ji Jiayu said: "I can finish your paper in one noon."

"I do not believe."

This man has his hair permed and doesn't listen to the lectures well, so he is also a scumbag just like him.

"That's fine." Ji Jiayu folded his paper, "You go to dinner, and when you come back after dinner, I will finish writing for sure."

A thought popped up in Qian Ling's mind.

——Shen Linchuan only said that he had to finish the test papers, but he didn't say that he had to do it himself.

Thinking of this, Qian Ling looked at Ji Jiayu, and suddenly felt that this person was not so annoying.

"I'll leave the test papers to you!"

After finishing speaking, Qianling handed him both the scratch paper and the fountain pen, "Write the answer here, and I will copy it on the test paper myself later. Thank you!"

Ji Jiayu took it, and Qian Ling was already yelling for dinner, and ran away until there was no one left.

And the palm that touched Qian Ling seemed to still have the soft touch and faint fragrance of the other's hair.

Looking at the test paper and draft paper in his hand, he cursed in a low voice.

Even Ji Jiayu himself didn't understand why he agreed to help someone write the questions.

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After Qian Ling finished her meal, she bought milk and bread at the small shop, and returned to the classroom early.

He put bread and milk in front of Ji Jiayu.

Ji Jiayu didn't lie, he had already written the last question, and the draft paper was full of checking steps.

After writing the last character, Ji Jiayu threw the test paper and draft paper to him.

"Got it, idiot."

Qianling caught it contentedly.

"Well, I'm an idiot, thank you." He pushed the milk and bread on the table away, "I bought it for you, remember to eat."

Ji Jiayu looked at the strawberry-flavored milk, curled his lips, reached out to pick it up, and poked it in with a straw.

Strawberry flavor, sweet and greasy.

He turned to look sideways, and Qian Ling, who got the answer to the test paper, smiled brightly, with a small crescent moon in the corner of his eyes.

This kind of sweet thing is what he likes.

Even though Ji Jiayu thought so, he still drank the whole carton of milk in the end.

Qian Ling, who had the answer, fiddled with it in the afternoon, pretending to be very embarrassed, and after a while, when Shen Linchuan didn't notice, he opened the draft paper and copied some answers.

It's time to leave school in the afternoon.

The slanting afterglow of the setting sun shone in from the window, and the classroom was already empty.

Qian Ling wrote (copied) the last word and handed over the test paper.

"It's finished!"

Shen Linchuan hummed, took his test paper and began to read it carefully.

Qianling stood beside him nervously.

Shen Linchuan patted the chair next to him, "Sit down, I'll ask you something."

He circled a simple multiple-choice question.

"I have done such a basic question wrong, how can I know how to do the following big questions?"

This.

Qianling hissed.

"It's careless."

In fact, when he copied the answer, he forgot to change what he wrote earlier.

Shen Linchuan flicked his pen, and circled several other questions.

"You've been careless a lot."

Qianling bit her lower lip.

"Then these questions that are done correctly, you can explain the idea of ​​the questions."

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