Confession 99 Times, Gao Leng's School Girl's Persona Collapsed

"what!"

Hearing an exclamation from behind, Qin Luo's body moved faster than his brain, and his flexible body in a state of exercise stopped immediately. When he turned around, his arms were immediately pulled back.

This was not too late, Qin Luo directly held Jia Ting in his arms, otherwise she would inevitably fall to the ground, and even the lightest one would be scratched by the plastic track.

The beauty is in his arms, and the touch is like nephrite jade. It is also the first time Qin Luo has such intimate contact with a girl.

Especially when I looked at Jia Ting, I saw the panic in her beautiful eyes, and the blush on that dignified oval face, whether it was shyness or excessive exercise.

A gust of wind blew past, lifting a strand of curtain from Jia Ting's head, causing Qin Luo to feel distracted for no reason.

The most is the tenderness of bowing her head, like a water lotus flower's shyness that can't bear the cool wind... These words suddenly popped up in Qin Luo's mind, and then saw Jia Ting frown, thinking that she was disgusted with the contact with him , and pushed her away a little.

But she didn't expect that her brows would suddenly wrinkle even tighter, and she let out another coquettish cry, as if she had received some kind of sting.

"What's wrong?" Qin Luo asked aloud.

"It seems to be sprained..." Jia Ting supported her body with her left leg, and raised her right foot slightly, not daring to touch the ground.

Sprained feet can be big or small. If it is mild, it will recover in three or two days. If it is serious, it may hurt the bones, so it cannot be ignored.

"Sit down and rest first, I'll take a look for you," Qin Luo said with a serious face, and raised Jia Ting's arm involuntarily.

Jia Ting didn't want to have too much physical contact with a boy, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing his frowning and serious and worried expression, she swallowed back the words for some reason, and let her support him Sitting on the bench beside him.

Then she saw Qin Luo about to take off his shoes.

It was really impossible to keep calm now, Jia Ting hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop!"

"Uh……"

As the saying goes, concern leads to chaos, Qin Luo also belatedly felt that his behavior was a bit abrupt, and his hands froze at Jia Ting's feet.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"I'll just take it off myself..." Jia Ting's face darkened a bit, she bent down, carefully took off her shoes, and took off her white socks.

Her feet are very small, as big as Qin Luo's hand, and as white as her skin. Her five toes are as delicate as bamboo shoots after a rain, with a little rosy under the thin skin.

As if ashamed to be seen, the five toes were writhing uncomfortably at this moment. Although Jia Ting tried her best to calm herself down, the toes would still move unconsciously.

Especially when she felt Qin Luo's gaze on her feet, the redness on her face deepened again and again.

She finally couldn't help but said, "Can you stop staring at me?"

"Okay," Qin Luo turned his head without changing his expression, as if it was not a big deal, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The girl is really full of treasures, even a jio is so good-looking, I am obviously not good at foot control, but I can't help but look at it a few more times.

In other words, if Jia Ting is allowed to act contrary to her personality, what will she explode?

Will it be more abundant than Ji Yan's gold mine?

Qin Luo's thoughts wandered uncontrollably, and then he quickly emptied them.

He turned his gaze back to Jia Ting's feet. Because of her fair skin, she could clearly see a little redness around her ankles.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Luo asked.

Jia Ting is not a hypocritical girl, even if she is injured, she will subconsciously reduce the severity, and say, "Fortunately..."

"Then try moving your ankle."

"……hiss!"

As soon as her ankle moved a little, she took an uncontrollable breath, and her pretty eyebrows were also wrinkled together, making her dignified oval face look extra pitiful.

"Maybe a bone is injured, go to the infirmary to have a look," Qin Luo made a quick decision and turned his back at the same time.

Since Qin Luo was squatting in front of her before, this turn around seemed to carry her on his back.

Jia Ting panicked immediately, and her tone raised a lot: "No, no, no..."

Qin Luo looked back at her suspiciously: "Why not?"

"Ah? Aren't you going to carry me?" Jia Ting asked in a daze.

Qin Luo chuckled: "I'm looking for the direction of the infirmary. What are you thinking? A sprained ankle is not disabled anymore. Do I need to carry it?"

ah this...

Realizing that she had misunderstood, Jia Ting was extremely embarrassed, sitting on the bench without a book to speak, like a pitiful little girl who had been bullied.

Qin Luo asked, "Are your friends around? If so, ask them to come and help you."

Jia Ting shook her head: "No, they are all still sleeping."

"Okay, then I'll take you there," Qin Luo said while handing Jia Ting his hand, and said, "Be careful, and make sure your feet don't touch the ground, or you'll feel better if you twist it a little more."

"Can't you read a little better?" Jia Ting rolled his eyes at him, looked at Qin Luo's hand and hesitated for a moment, and then supported his arm to stand up.

The big muscle fighters who saw this scene not far away had their eyes reddened with jealousy, and their hearts gradually turned into the shape of lemons, and their blood was drowned in acid.

Qin Luo helped Jia Ting to leave the playground. After running for more than a thousand meters without any pressure, he felt powerless at this moment.

No way, it's just too awkward.

In order to avoid too much physical contact with him, Jia Ting has always kept a relatively safe distance from him.

Qin Luo showed respect, and didn't take the initiative to approach her, but just put an arm beside her.

Then Jia Ting put both hands on Qin Luo's arms and followed him bouncingly.

Obviously, for such a difficult movement, one step or two is fine, but it is really a problem to walk to the infirmary which is still some distance away.

The posture is too difficult and the physical exertion is too great, so I can't stand it at all.

"what!"

Finally, Jia Ting didn't walk well, and her body staggered again.

As soon as Qin Luo raised his hand, he took her into his arms again.

This is the second time... the second time being held in the arms of a man...

Jia Ting's dignified goose-egg blush was unusually obvious, as if she had a fever.

On the other hand, Qin Luo said with a look of losing patience: "You just wait, I'm going to start speeding up."

Jia Ting was stunned, and before she realized what was going on, she felt that her body was stretched horizontally by two powerful arms.

She subconsciously let out an exclamation, and raised her arms involuntarily, trying to grab something to make her feel more secure.

Then...then it was looped around Qin Luo's neck.

This simple action made her feel like she was getting an electric shock, she quickly let go of her hand, and her body struggled on Qin Luo's arms: "Put me down, I can walk, put me down..."

"Shut up," Qin Luo glared at her impatiently, and strode forward.

Jia Ting wanted to say something more, but when she saw Qin Luo's serious face and a drop of sweat dripping from his chin, she suddenly stopped talking, with a delicate expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.