Headache……

The feeling of a splitting head is also a kind of discomfort I have never experienced before...

Ling almost felt that his head was about to explode.

It seemed that Lu Ban's laughter and urged to drink last night were still echoing in his ears.

That bastard, while saying that he had to work at night, he was filling Ling's mouth with a bottle!

This is the first time Ling has officially drunk alcohol - drinking Xiao Hei's wine before doesn't count, after all, drinking too little doesn't feel like drinking too little.

But this time...

How much did you drink last night? I didn’t count at all.

Ling didn't know why he had such low self-control. It seemed that it was because Xiao Hei said a few sarcastic words, and seeing that the little girl Zuo Xiang was drinking with a bottle, Ling's machismo burst out uncontrollably, and she really couldn't help it and tried what it felt like to get drunk.

It feels...feeling...it's chest is soft, as if I'm holding a warm pillow, with no weight...

?

Three black lines suddenly hung on Ling's forehead. What is the rotten routine of this romantic comedy?

My neck was a little stiff, I turned my head slightly, and my eyes tried to look to the side.

Seeing the morning light of the 'simulating ecosystem', Xiao Hei Yufenglan was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Relieve? How can you relax?

It seems that things are more complicated than the routine of romantic comedy!

L, LU, Lu... Luban? Is it Luban lying on his chest, hiding in the cup and sleeping soundly?

If the strong man Lu Ban lying on Ling's chest, things would be more complicated and more likely to be impressive and imaginative. There would even be many people who would hold up the banner of "Lu Ban is justice"... But for Ling, this is definitely the most anticipated candidate at this time.

However, with this touch, this softness...

Lu Ban's shoulder width is similar to that of himself? Ling sighed silently. The body on his chest was so small...

It's about to come out!

"Huh?" A dazed hum came from the quilt, Ling's nerves immediately tense, and his body became stiff and unconsciously.

I heard a confused mutter: "It's so hard, it hurts so hard... Where is this? It's so dark."

This sound!

To be precise...this female voice!

Not Lu Ban! Not Wen Zou who didn’t drink alcohol last night! Not to mention Xiao Hei on the bed opposite!

Who else drank with them last night?

There can still be!

With a rustling sound, Ling noticed someone rubbing his chest and kept moving upwards!

He looked down at the quilt that was constantly raising, and Ling instantly came up with a countermeasure.

He closed his eyes, took a breath, relaxed his eyelids, and slightly opened a small gap - in an instant, Ling understood the mystery of pretending to be asleep!

The quilt was finally arched open, and a little head with hair loose and scarf covered was poked out. First, he was stunned for two seconds when he looked at the sleeping boy who was close to him, and then he was about to scream!

"Ah, woo!"

Zuo Xiang reacted quickly and covered her screaming sound back!

Ling Neng heard Zuo Xiang's breathing was a little rapid and trembling. After staying for about five or six seconds, Zuo Xiang slowly lifted the quilt, first moved his right leg between his legs, and then slowly pulled the soft boneless upper body out of the quilt...

What the hell is this faint feeling of loss in my heart?

After all, the blood is strong.

Zuo Xiang stood by the bed with barefoot, clenching her fists tightly, and her whole body fell into dark lines.

He looked down at the clothes on his body. Except for not changing his scarf, he actually wore a cartoon short skirt and short sleeves that he had never seen before.

The clothes were bigger, and I slept all night and felt a little wrinkled. The nameplate behind the short-sleeved sleeves had not been cut off.

Zuo Xiang raised her hand and pressed it on the chip behind her ear, closed her eyes and frowned and recalled. The super-limited chip could help her record some pictures...

After a while, Zuo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, waved her fist at Ling, then stuck out her tongue, turned her head to look at Xiao Hei on the bed opposite.

last night……

‘Sister Xiao Hei, I’m so sleepy.’

‘Then let’s sleep with my sister, go take a shower, I will put my clothes there and lay out the bed here for you.’

‘Oh, OK…’

No wonder I felt that this pillow was not right before I went to bed. It was much bigger than an ordinary pillow and harder, although it was quite comfortable to hold it...

Swish! Zuo Xiang blushed in an instant.

"Well..." Ling smacked the corner of his lips, turned around without a trace, and lay on his side facing the wall.

Otherwise, the bulge on the thin quilt will be too obvious.

Zuo Xiang had two more daggers in her hand, but she didn't do anything, but just gently touched the tip of the dagger.

The halo flowed, and her figure hid into the light in the room. A slight sound of footsteps appeared. Then the bolt of the dormitory iron door was opened. Zuo Xiang quietly slipped out and carefully closed the iron door.

Fortunately, I was hidden and no one could see it...

If you walk out of a boy's room, this happens in your hometown, it takes less than a long time to do it. It is absolutely, "from 89 to till you go down, from just now, you will talk about it."

When the iron gate was closed, Zuo Xiang left this coordinate point in a mess for the second time; another minute later, a loud laughter from a girl in the quilt came from the iron gate...

"Puff...hahahaha!"

The quilt wrapped in Xiao Hei was trembling in various ways.

Ling sat up with a black face, put on slippers, looked at himself and the clothes that had not changed before going out last night, and walked to Xiao Hei's bed with a cold face.

As he smiled, Xiao Hei felt that there seemed to be murderous intent outside. He slowly exposed his long light green hair and smooth forehead in the quilt, as well as his innocent and harmless big eyes that kept blinking, "Who are you?"

"Yu, wind, black!"

"Swish," Xiao Hei lifted the quilt and sat up. Her clothes were neatly arranged. She tried to divert her gaze: "My name is Yu Fenglan, and my nickname is Xiao Hei!"

Ling took a breath and stretched out her hand, "Repay the money!"

"Where are you like this? You have come to collect debts long ago! Are you still human?" Xiao Hei slipped off the bed, stood barefoot in front of Ling, looking up at the boy who was close at hand angrily.

Ling took a step back, trying to get angry but didn't know what to say. Finally, he could only hum and sit back to the edge of the bed with a serious expression.

Although Xiao Hei couldn't bear the loss, he knew that he had been too joking. He slowly walked back to the bed, curled up his bare feet and felt depressed.

After being silent for half a minute, Ling sat beside the bed thinking about something, wiped his face with both hands.

"Hey..." Xiao Hei's momentum was much weaker than before.

"Hmm?" Ling looked up at the girl who was staying together; he didn't know the specific situation last night. "Don't worry, just return me when you have money..."

Xiao Hei had a cold face, touched the pillow a few times, took out the small box, and threw it directly into Ling's hand.

Xiao Hei gritted his teeth and said, "For you!"

Ling was stunned.

Xiao Hei leaned over and took a bottle of beer in the refrigerator at the head of the bed, drinking and looking at the training ground outside the window.

"I didn't ask you to use this thing to pay off your debts... No debt," Ling walked back with the metal box and put it on the safe in front of Xiao Hei. "You are the one who exceeds the limit and need this more than me; just think this is the gift I bought to give you."

"Although I didn't bring it with me, I already have the ultimate martial arts," Xiao Hei curled his mouth, spread his long hair on his legs, and looked to the side, "And I use the ultimate martial arts of guns, and I can't use the Colorful Spirit Gold."

Ling asked in confusion: "Then why are you buying it?"

"Aren't you... melee type..." Xiao Hei's voice became lower and lower, and the last few words seemed to have not separated his lips.

"What?"

"Talk! Take it yourself!" Xiao Hei turned over and pulled the quilt up to cover his head. His voice was muffled through the quilt, but Ling heard it clearly.

Xiao Hei said: "That little girl must have other colored gold on her body. This colored gold has a very good texture. If you want to create a super-limited martial arts, you can find a way to buy all the colored gold on her body. You will definitely not suffer any losses!"

Ling scratched his head, stood there and thought for a while, then suddenly chuckled and took the metal box over.

"Thank you."

"Hmph, the dog bites Lu Dongbin."

"I just saw the text message sent by my senior sister last night. I will go to receive the freshmen later. Are you still going?"

"No!" Xiaohei said viciously.

Really not to go?

Anyway, at around 9 o'clock in the morning, at the reception of the freshman at the No. 11 playground, a beautiful girl with long-haired light green hair kneeling under the sun umbrella specially made by Luban, I don't know which breast table it was.

At the back entrance of the playground, Ling, Xiaohei, Luban and others entered the playground area.

There was a bulging muscle boy there hesitating, clenching his fists and staring at the playground where people were coming and going.
Chapter completed!