her eternal lucky star

Chapter 642

Ye Zichu opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not all because of Lu Leng-blood, who tortured Miss Ben to heatstroke."

Song Ningning was stunned, and after realizing who the "Lu Lengxue" in her mouth referred to, she shook her head: "Ye Zichu, don't blame instructor Lu, this is his task, besides, if he really If you are so cold-blooded, I won't personally hug you after you faint."

He carried me here?

There was a trace of strangeness in Ye Zichu's heart.

It turns out that Lu Lengxue is not completely devoid of humanity...

She thought he would just kick her awake...

"You don't know how envious the girls in the playground are when Instructor Lu is hugging you..." Song Ningning's eyes behind the lenses showed envy.

envious?

Ye Zichu rolled her eyes in the extreme speechless, she was tortured like that, and she was still envious, so if she was tortured to death by Lu Lengxue, wouldn't they go mad with envy...

I really don't understand the brain structure of those people.

"You……"

While the two were talking, Song Ningning suddenly became agitated, and his small eyes stared straight.

Ye Zichu was startled: "Ning Ning, what's wrong with you?"

"Ye Zichu, I, I want to go to the bathroom, you are alone..." Song Ningning looked ashamed and angry, hesitant to speak.

Yezi blinked at the beginning, understood, and quickly said, "Oh, I'm fine, you can go now."

The big relatives are here to make trouble...

Song Ningning bit her lip and nodded, then turned around immediately.

As soon as Song Ningning left, the already quiet ward immediately became unbelievably quiet.

Yezi took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and prepared to sleep.

"Squeak~"

The door of the ward was pushed open.

There were footsteps coming slowly.

Thinking that the doctor came, Ye Zichu didn't open his eyes and continued to sleep.

It wasn't until the sound of plastic bags being squeezed from the bedside table that Ye Zichu felt something was wrong, frowned, and opened his eyes.

"Land from……"

Seeing the person standing by the bed, Ye Zichu glared at him angrily as if seeing a class enemy.

"What are you doing here, get out!"

Ye Zichu clenched his hands and roared angrily, not treating him as an instructor at all.

Lu Li glanced at the needle tube where her blood flowed back due to excitement, and then looked at her, with a slight frown: "Is this your attitude towards the instructor?"

"Sorry, it's not time for military training, who are you, I don't know you."

Ye Zichu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and smiled innocently.

Lu Li was still wearing a camouflage uniform, buttoned up to the top one meticulously, but he took off his hat, revealing a neatly shaved crop top.

He tucked his hat between his arms, and looked at her with deep eyes without being annoyed.

The girl's long black hair was draped softly on the pillow, her small face was pink and tender, her big eyes were black and bright, full of vitality, and she no longer looked listless in the afternoon.

Lu Li hooked his lips: "It seems that you are really forgetful."

"Not as forgetful as someone... Oh, not only is he forgetful, but he is also ungrateful and ruthless." Ye Zichu sighed, as if talking to himself.

One thing in a nightclub, another here.

Chameleons are less fickle than he is.

Lu Li raised his eyebrows lightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't say much, and glanced at the steaming vegetable porridge on the bedside table: "I packed it from your cafeteria, eat it while it's hot."

(End of this chapter)