At the same time, all the students in the school discovered this Weibo and also saw these sets of photos.

When Xiaoxiao entered Weibo to see this set of photos, the dazzling redness made her feel the urge to cry.

In the sunshine, a young man with a pale face and no ordinary agility, his thin white T-shirt was dotted with drops of blood, like a cold plum in the snow, cold and lonely, filled with a faint sadness and a loneliness, and wanted to melt people in his heart.

The only one who was still alive on his body was his bright black and white, unstained ripples. He was looking at the silver sports car parked next to him.

"You see, it's near the Second Hospital. It turns out that Leng Da was taken away by Leng Shen."

"Yes, it's that fork in the road, I only passed by there in the morning."

"Do you want to tell the teacher that Leng Da is Leng Shen?"

"No, the teachers can see the information we can see."

“…”

In the teacher's office building, the voice of a young female teacher came from an office.

"Teacher Huang, look, isn't this a classmate in your class? Is it the same classmate you are looking for?"

"Let me see." When Teacher Huang heard this, he immediately picked up the reading glasses on the table and turned around. "Qianxun, yes, it's him."

"You have been looking for him for a long time, but he ran away with Leng Shen." The young female teacher's words were sour.

I heard that no one in the entire empire has ever taken the Leng God’s car, why?

Why did Leng Shen treat him special?

Teacher Huang ignored her, just find Chihiro. When he got back to his seat, he pulled out a phone number for the old principal.

"Principal, please call Leng Shen and ask him if Chihiro is there?"

"Okay, okay."

The old principal also happened to look at a set of photos sent to him by the office director.

On the third floor of the villa, on a large, flawless bed, a black and gold mobile phone lying there, vibrating silently.

In the room on the first floor below, the owner of the mobile phone reluctantly helped the person on the bed so that Aunt Li could feed him the soup one by one.

He originally wanted Lao Ma to support him, but the three of them seemed a little crowded in this space.

So, he could only go around behind him and help him up, because his right hand was always held in his arms, so he formed a posture of him holding him.

As long as he lowered his head slightly, his chin could touch the millet-colored hair in front of him. The wound had been bandaged, but the hair soaked in blood around him emitted a scent of blood, which was pungent and unpleasant, so that he could only keep tilting his head.

Why should he suffer this sin?

In order to unlock the secrets in him.

Whenever he thinks of this question, he will use this sentence to answer himself.

Leng Qianxun was confused and felt a warm current coming into her mouth, instantly making her blood boil and relax.

A warm feeling came from her back, which made her feel reluctant to feel shrank in, as if she had unconsciously discovered a place to keep warm.

The man behind couldn't help frowning, and his body obviously retreated a little and pulled apart.

He never touched him, and the touch of the chest against the back made him resist, but he was not yet bored.

No matter how far apart you are, the small body panel in front will follow you.

"Young Master, don't move anymore." Aunt Li reminded me that the soup that was fed to the mouth several times was about to sprinkle.
Chapter completed!