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Chapter 117 Gospel(2/2)

The address is at Mingcheng University, at 7:30 in the evening, Mingen Lecture Hall.

Walking into Classroom 403, he put away his tickets and saw Yang Qinglan sitting in the middle against the wall, sleeping on the table.

That location is relatively hidden. If you didn't know there was anyone inside, you would subconsciously ignore it at first glance.

Li Changzhou stepped lightly.

The side face, as crystal white as a magnolia flower, was covered by a few strands of black hair.

She was already beautiful, but now she looked more like a sleeping beauty in her sleep.

Li Changzhou watched her quietly.

Yang Qinglan is a perfect girl. When he saw her for the first time on the No. 5 bus from the Life Plaza to the Science and Technology Park, he had the idea that "it would be great if he had money."

She is the first girl who can make him feel like this.

Listening to her even breathing, Li Changzhou couldn't help but reach out his hand and use his fingertips to brush away a strand of black hair that fell on her pink lips.

"Brother? Qinglan?"

Li Qianxia's voice came from the empty corridor.

Li Changzhou withdrew his hand like lightning.

Li Qianxia came in from the back door: "Are you here? Qinglan, I'm sorry for making you wait. Are you asleep?"

Yang Qinglan slowly sat up: "Yeah."

"Huh? Are you hot? Your face is a little red." Li Qianxia asked.

Yang Qinglan's skin is very fair, so as long as it is slightly red, it becomes pink and rosy.

She put the back of her right hand against her cheek, and it was indeed a little warm.

At this time, she noticed Li Changzhou's gaze.

She moved her right hand, covering her lips and nose with the back of her hand, and faced Li Changzhou with her plain white palm.

"What are you looking at?" Her tone was calm, but her voice was a little buzzing and her eyes seemed a little moist.

"It's nothing, cough." Li Changzhou wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch the corners of his eyes, raised it halfway and put it down again.

"Let's go! Hurry up and grab a seat in the front row until dinner is over after the lecture!" Li Qianxia urged.

Yang Qinglan put down her right hand, stood up, and told Li Changzhou: "Get the book."

"Oh." Li Changzhou held Yang Qinglan's teaching materials in his hand.

Li Qianxia snickered and pretended to whisper to Yang Qinglan: "Do you think my brother is as good as a running dog?"

The lackey, Li Changzhou, followed behind the two of them, and when he closed the classroom door, he punched them.

Yesterday's "Ms. Yang's reply: No, thank you, goodbye." was indeed a joke!

"Yang Qinglan absolutely likes me!" Li Changzhou was full of confidence.

When you are rich, your strength is number one in Xia Kingdom, and your life is stable, you will confess your love immediately!

Mingen's lecture theater is the largest lecture theater in the school. It can accommodate at least a thousand students attending classes at the same time. In the past, sitting in the middle seat, one could hardly see the professor's face.

The three of them came here without eating dinner. As a result, not to mention the middle row, the relatively good ones in the last row couldn't get their turn, so they had to squeeze into a small corner against the wall.

"Brother, Qinglan, don't you think this position is particularly suitable for something?" Li Qianxia secretly said excitedly.

The classroom is noisy, there are everyone there, but there are only a few students.

Everyone's voice was not loud, but together they filled the entire lecture hall.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yang Qinglan's tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"Where were you thinking? I mean sneaking snacks and playing cards!"

Yang Qinglan did not blame Li Qianxia.
Chapter completed!
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