Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

After Mu Yanzhu left Jiang Qingchi's ward, he went to the school doctor.

The school doctor smiled and said, Jiang Qingchi had nothing to do, just smashed, and the skin was not broken, let alone hurt the bones.

"There is no need to amputate, right?" Mu Yanzhu asked worriedly.

"Amputation? Hahaha."

The school doctor pursed his lips in joy.

"That kid told you to have an amputation? It's a big fuss. I said he is fine and does not need to be hospitalized. He has to let me put him in a cast. The handsome guy is so handsome, why is his brain structure so strange."

Hearing this, the corner of Mu Yanzhu's mouth finally couldn't help but twitch twice.

"I see, thank you."

Did you tease her again?

Forget it, he doesn't do this a day or two, but she is fooled every time.

There is no way, because the other party is him, and she can't do everything about him.

...

The eighth day of the breakup.

The last class of contemporary popular culture, after finishing this class, this semester is free.

Mu Yanzhu came very early, and as soon as he walked in, he saw Jiang Qingchi sitting in the fifth row.

As always, he took a place for her, slender fingers turned a ballpoint pen, a black and white striped coat was worn by him with the smell of a yellow mantle, and the birthday gift she gave him, and the hand-woven gray scarf hung around his neck.

After breaking up, everything is clear, only this scarf is between them, which is the only evidence of love.

Mu Yanzhu walked to the last row on his own and found an empty seat to sit down.

She is used to sitting at the end, and soon the rest of the classmates will come together one after another. This is the last class, so today the class rate is extremely high. Looking from the back, the front is full of heads.

But she could still see Jiang Qingchi at a glance, and he noticed that the back of his head looked different from others.

As he was stunned, the back of his head had already begun to move.

Move slowly back from the front.

Ok? ? ?

what happened? ? ?

Until the back of the head turned into a handsome face, condescendingly looking at the female classmate next to her.

"Classmate, can I change positions with you? I want to sit with my girlfriend."

The other party was a shy girl. After seeing Jiang Qingchi, she blushed and nodded, and hurriedly packed her schoolbag.

Jiang Qingchi smiled, "Thank you classmate."

The handsome guy smiled, and the girl couldn't find North, and hurriedly carried her schoolbag to the front.

Jiang Qingchi sat down dignifiedly, deliberately ignoring the two attention gazes beside him.

"Satisfied with this face?" he asked arrogantly, narcissistically, with his hands crossed on his back.

Mu Yanzhu: "You deliberately."

Came here deliberately at this time, just in time for class, and now she wants to change positions too late.

Jiang Qingchi finally looked at her, "Miss Xueba, can you analyze why I deliberately?"

"..."

Mu Yanzhu was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked down at the book.

To deal with such a rogue, just ignore him. Anyway, what you say, he has the ability to choke you.

After a while, the hand placed on the table was suddenly grasped, and he aggressively squeezed into her fingers, clasping her fingers.

"what are you doing??"

"This will not disturb your reading."

"Jiang Qingchi——!"

"Students, let me write down the scope of this final exam on the blackboard, and please write it down."

At the moment when Teacher Bald turned his head, Jiang Qingchi pinched Mu Yanzhu's chin, transitioning from the corner of her mouth to her lips, with an interlocking breath.