Song Qinrong was a little drunk.

He moved to the dormitory door in one step and opened the door while answering the phone.

"You said the painting I gave Xiao Nuo? That's not the real thing, it's just me who painted it! Someone else is eyeing it? Then you look at it, and it's okay when they figure it out. Really, a group of fools hahahaha...uh?"

As soon as she pushed open the door, Song Qinrong's voice stopped. She cut off the phone and rubbed her eyes in shock.

"Fu Sichen?!"

I saw a man appeared in her small single dormitory at some point.

The man was wearing a delicate white shirt and sat upright at the cheap paint-off desk, with his slender fingers flying on the keyboard, obviously dealing with the matter.

Hearing the sound, the man closed the computer and turned his head to reveal a face that was inverted by all living beings.

It’s really Fu Sichen!

"Why did you come to me?!"

Song Qinrong woke up most of her wine instantly.

This Fu Sichen was chased by her for half a year and also hid from her for half a year. Every time she saw her, she was like seeing a plague god.

I took the wrong medicine today, right? I actually came to find her!

Fu Sichen's voice was indifferent, and she was also different from her nonsense: "Give me the jade pendant."

"What jade pendant?" Song Qinrong's eyebrows jumped.

She just stole Fu Sichen's jade pendant yesterday and wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but was arrested today?

She quickly said "Ouch" and rubbed her temples and walked listlessly to the bed: "I'm drunk too much, my head hurts so much. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow?" the man chuckled.

"Yes! Ming..."

Before Song Qinrong could finish her words, a strong force suddenly hooked her arm. Before she could exclaim, the next second, someone was pressed against the wall.

When she realized that Song Qinrong realized that the handsome and delicate cheeks of the man in front of her were less than ten centimeters away.

At such a close distance, breathing can be heard.

Song Qinrong's face turned red. She widened her eyes and reached out to her broad chest, like a panicked rabbit: "You, you?"

Fu Sichen stared at her straight, his eyes as sharp and deep as an eagle: "Don't you know? I'll leave tomorrow."

Perhaps because of the closeness, his voice was a bit hoarse and sexy.

Song Qinrong's heart was thumping, and she was about to jump out of her throat.

Of course she knew.

For Fu Sichen, s City was a place to stay for a short time to do project research.

Just like her, she came here just to learn medicine. After she finished her studies, she would leave and return to her mother who was dependent on each other.

They had no intersection.

Even now, except for hearing people around her calling him Fourth Master, she almost knows nothing about Fu Sichen. And Fu Sichen may not even know what her name is.

If it weren't for the fact that Fu Sichen had something to ask for help from his master, how could she have seen Fu Sichen and fall in love with him at first sight?

Song Qinrong felt sour.

She fell in love with Fu Sichen at the age of seventeen, and chased her with great fanfare to adulthood at the age of eighteen. Before the other party could respond, she waited for the news that Fu Sichen would leave here after the end of the project.

Song Qinrong was drunk.

Her first relationship ended in failure.

Maybe seeing the girl's expression was really aggrieved, Fu Sichen calmed down and said, "Girl, the jade pendant is very important to me."

That was the jade pendant that the late grandfather gave him before his death, and he never left him.

But last night, the jade pendant disappeared.

No one could approach him, except for Song Qinrong who could not stop him even if he was stuck on him all day long.

"You said it's me, it's me? You know how to bully me!" Song Qinrong pushed the other person away with red eyes and sat on the head of the bed, "Today is my birthday, you don't have any gifts, so I'll settle the score with me as soon as I come. I like you so much..."

"Birthday?" Fu Sichen was a little surprised, and then rubbed his eyebrows, "What gift do you want? I can give it to you. But I have to return the jade pendant to me."

"Really?" Song Qinrong looked up with a shiny look in her eyes, "Is any gift okay?"

"Um."

Song Qinrong hooked his finger at him and said mysteriously: "Then come here."

Fu Sichen frowned, but still took a step forward obediently and approached Song Qinrong.

"I am eighteen years old and adult." Song Qinrong stood up and climbed up Fu Sichen's neck with both hands. "Since everyone is an adult, the gift you gave must be worthy of being an adult."

Fu Sichen frowned, and just as he was about to ask "What gift is worthy of", he felt a slight stinging pain on his neck.

"419. A gift for adults." Song Qinrong's voice was bewitching.

The next second, she pulled out the silver needle. Fu Sichen then leaned back and fell on her small bed.

"You dare..." Fu Sichen's voice was cold, and there was a huge anger in his deep eyes, "How could you have this medicine?"

At this moment, an indescribable feeling surged in his body.

"Why don't you take the opportunity to make a fuss? Do you think I'm a fool?" With the help of alcohol, Song Qinrong came over with courage.

What steps are coming?

She tried to recall the plot she had watched on TV.

It seems that I should kiss first! Thinking of this, Song Qinrong closed her eyes and kissed her.

"you……"

The girl's kiss was like a clear spring, which made Fu Sichen soothe instantly.

"You are looking for death!" Fu Sichen gritted his teeth.

Song Qinrong opened her eyes and stared at the other party. Shui Yingying's eyes became more and more charming, making Fu Sichen feel uncomfortable again, as if countless ants were crawling densely on her body.

"Do you really don't want to try it? I'm actually pretty good."

As the button was unbuttoned, the girl pointed her jade-like fingers on his delicate collarbone, making Fu Sichen's eyes dyed with blood, and her arms were bulging.

"Since that's the case!" He seemed to have finally broken the last string in his mind, turned around and took the initiative.

"This is what you said."

...

The next day.

Fu Sichen fell into a drowsiness.

Song Qinrong was nestled by his side and felt unbearable pain all over his body.

But she still forced herself to get up.

When Fu Sichen wakes up and has the energy to settle the score, she will definitely be done.

It’s better to run away quickly!

Song Qinrong put on her clothes, took out the jade pendant under the pillow, and gently put it into Fu Sichen's palm.

"I've returned the jade pendant to you." Song Qinrong smiled desolately, "From now on, we will no longer owe each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly lit up.

Her eyelids twitched and she quickly answered before the ringtone rang.

"Hey?" She continued quietly while opening the door and going out.

"What did you say? Xiao Nuo was kidnapped by those people?!" Song Qinrong's tone suddenly became the top, "What about now!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinrong ran towards the hospital quickly.

"The painting "Yao Chi Cold" you gave to Xiaonuo is so fake and real. The people from that gang are really chasing this painting recently. Not long after Xiaonuo held your painting, he was targeted by that group of people..."

"Xiao Nuo's heart is not good at all. Those people arrested him. Before he was tried, just..."

"You'd better come to the hospital for a look!"

These words echoed in Song Qinrong's ears over and over again, and she ran like crazy.

When I rushed into the hospital, the door of the emergency room opened and a body covered with white cloth was pushed out.

Around me, several familiar faces were all following behind the corpse and crying heartbrokenly.

Xiao Nuo!

Her legs became weak and she knelt straight on the ground.
Chapter completed!