The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Hearing Jiang Qiran's rhetorical question, Xia Qianqian thought that Jiang Qiran had listened to his provocation, and his heart was overjoyed.

Xia Qianqian, of course, could not be so directly exposed.

"I don't know, but Ye Linlang's classmates are too coincidental, so I thought about it more, maybe I misunderstood Ye Linlang's classmates and not necessarily..."

This ambiguous answer is what Xia Qianqian is best at.

In this way, no matter what the final result, she has every reason to stand up!

...

However, what Xia Qianqian did not expect was that Jiang Qiran snorted directly.

"She hurt her leg and it's serious, would you not know?"

At the time when the gun came over and saw Ye Linlang's left leg shin pain unconsciously, Jiang Qiran already knew where the girl was hurt.

Ye Linlang's pain is undoubtedly much more serious than a tearful piercing Xia Qianqian.

Even without having to listen to others, Jiang Qiran has sorted out the ins and outs in his heart.

"Ye Linlang, really, is it serious?"

Xia Qianqian flattened her mouth flatteringly and rubbed her shoulders deliberately, as if silently announcing how much pain she had.

The real victim is clearly hers!

...

It's a pity that Jiang Qiran didn't eat Xia Qianqian.

Jiang Qiran looked cold and indifferent. He reached out and pulled Ye Linlang's school uniform pants up.

Exposed a bright white left leg.

It was just shocking that in the position of the left leg shin, there was a bruise, and even a bright red bloodshot!

It looks extremely serious!

...

Yin Zihan and his party, who had just arrived, saw Ye Linlang's terrible bruise on his leg, and almost did not stare out his eyes!

God!

This is too serious!

And if it doesn't seem to work, maybe it will break? !

What kind of things can be made like this?

Xia Qianqin looked at Ye Linlang's leg scar and was surprised at first, and then flashed all kinds of unspeakable pleasure!

Ye Linlang deserves it!

Who called her so rampant! Now the modern newspaper is coming!

But Xia Qianqian certainly didn't dare to say this in front of Jiang Qiran.

The tears on her porcelain white face whirled, and she barely shone out the words of worry!

"Oh my god! Ye Linlang was so badly hurt, she didn't say anything!"

The implication is, of course, Ye Linlang asked for it. Who blamed it? !

And the tennis teacher who originally wanted to tie Xia Qianqin also shocked!

...

Jiang Qiran snorted coldly. He didn't look at the person next to him. He stopped his waist and walked toward the infirmary holding the young girl with a raised eyebrow in his arms.

Xia Qianqin looked at Jiang Qiran's slender and deserted back. She gritted her teeth and immediately dropped a sentence and chased it!

"Teacher! Ye Linlang's injuries are all about me. I'll go and see!"

...

When Jiang Qiran walked toward the infirmary holding Ye Linlang, Ye Linlang felt in a trance that she was held in her arms and her legs were hanging.

She could even smell the faint scent of mint on the person holding her, and it was cool between her noses.

Obviously two feet off the ground should be a very unsafe posture, but in the arms of this person, Ye Linlang felt at ease inexplicably.

Ye Linlang opened his eyes strenuously, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

"Is... praying?"

Ye Linlang asked softly, the voice was so small that it was like a cat's bark, so soft that she could hardly hear herself.

However, Ye Linlang heard Jiang Qiran's return.

"It's me, don't be afraid."

Jiang Qiran's words lingered in the ear very clearly, and Ye Linlang suddenly felt that he had suffered such a crime, and it was not too sad.

Of course, the premise is that Jiang Qiran can be held in his arms every time.

She seems to be closer to the male **** invisibly?

Ye Linlang thought to herself, in a dim line of sight, she vaguely saw a bit of jaw above, the arc was delicate and cold.

But Ye Linlang is at ease, very at ease.

If you can, it's not bad to just go there.

Ye Linlang wasn't the first time such an idea emerged, probably because Jiang Qiran was there, she thought.

...

After about five minutes.

Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran came to the infirmary together, followed by a series of followers.

For example, the school flower Xia Qianqian chased because of unwillingness, or Yin Zihan worried about Ye Linlang.

There are also a variety of students looking at the lively, because the medical office can not squeeze so many people, have stayed at the door.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Jiang Qiran's eyebrows twisted slightly, and his voice was rarely anxious.

The school doctor in a white coat was using scissors to cut Ye Linlang's trousers and began to apply medicine to her.

"It's just that the bruises are a bit serious, but fortunately there is no injury to the bones and bones, as long as you rest for a few days, don't run around and you can recover."

Jiang Qiran felt a sigh of relief.

The doctor took out the school medical record book to Jiang Qiran, and asked Jiang Qiran to go to the reception desk on the first floor of the school hospital to pay for the medicine that Ye Linlang needed for these days.

Jiang Qiran nodded, and then walked out of the door. When he saw Xia Qianqian, he glanced at Xia Qianqin coldly, his eyes like freezing snow.

Xia Qianqin shivered inexplicably. When Jiang Qiran left, Xia Qianqian saw that the doctor had left Ye Linlang's bed and went to ask another classmate.

Xia Qianqian gritted his teeth and walked in immediately.

Ye Linlang was already awake.

She looked at Xia Qianqian with vigilance, with disgust in her expression.

"What are you doing? Wouldn't it be to pretend to be innocent again?"

Xia Qianqin's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ye Linlang lying in the center of the hospital bed very proudly.

"Ye Linlang, I have heard that you have made a bet with Ye Siyao. Are you interested, we both bet?"

Ye Linlang looked at Xia Qianqian sarcastically and didn't take Xia Qianqian seriously!

What kind of international joke, Xia Qianqian, is a learning member of Class A of the first grade. She is easily the top five or even the top three of the class. Where is she able to catch up at one and a half!

...

Seeing Ye Linlang not speaking, Xia Qianqian continued to speak on her own.

"Take Jiang Qiran to bet. If I lose, I won't sit at the same table with Jiang Qiran again, but if you lose, you won't be able to pester Jiang Qiran in the future..."

Ye Linlang waved his hands annoyingly and interrupted Xia Qianqian impatiently.

"Do you want me to gamble with you? Do you feel fair?"

Hearing this sentence, Xia Qianqian did not feel cheeky.

"Ye Linlang, I didn't say that you had passed my test. As long as you pass the top fifteen of the class, even if you win, would you dare to gamble?"

After using the method to such an extent, Ye Linlang still felt that his mind was in a state of disappointment.

What a joke! She must have failed in the first fifteen years!

However, at this moment, Jiang Qiran stepped into the medical room with a cold voice.

"You can bet!"