Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 340 You are finished, Qi Jia
Qi Jia logged into the campus forum, refreshed the search, and really couldn't find anything.

Rubbing his chin and thinking for a while, he slowly sent back a message to Jiang Xing: "I see."

Jiang Xing was still very excited, talking non-stop.

Qi Jia was very concerned about this matter at first, thinking that if she knew who had exposed it, she would definitely beat her up, but before she could take any action, the post disappeared for no reason, and she had no way of investigating it.

The biggest possibility is Li Zhiyi, but she has no evidence, and it's hard to blindly identify her.

The two chatted without saying a word, and then Qi Jia narrowed her eyes from time to time, and fell asleep when she couldn't bear it.

Early the next morning, Qi Jia's biological clock woke up, she sat on the head of the bed in a daze, and took a while to wash up.

Packing myself up, carrying my schoolbag and preparing to go downstairs, I glanced over the sofa, and suddenly saw the black umbrella, my eyes flickered, I picked it up and put it in my schoolbag.

When she arrived at the station that day, it was still raining. Jiang Xian lent her the umbrella. She didn't intend to ask for it. Jiang Xian's eyes were cold and his attitude was tough. While she was in a daze, he stuffed the umbrella into her hand. inside.

Sometimes Qi Jia can't understand him.

It feels weird.

When we arrived at school, Qi Jia didn't come too late, there were still some students in the classroom who hadn't arrived, so Qi Jia put the umbrella on Jiang Xian's desk.

Jiang Xian looked up at her, only seeing her back, then lowered his head again, and put the umbrella into the drawer.

Because the end of the month is not long, the dance rehearsal is very urgent recently, and the monthly exam is due again, so the students are very nervous and hardworking.

***
At noon, the playground was full of gongs and drums, and there was a lot of voices. The host was dressed gorgeously on the stage, and the audience was full of students. With the fireworks tubes in full bloom, the talent show officially kicked off.

In the morning, after the military training exercise, the school arranged meals for the students to connect with the talent show in the afternoon.

Backstage, after Qi Jia changed her clothes, she looked at the shoes and felt worried.

It is with a heel.

Someone knocked on the door, Qi Jia stood up to open the door, and saw Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian's eyes fell on her, and surprise flashed in his eyes, then he lowered his eyes to hide it, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Qi Jia looked at him and looked at his clothes, especially the bow tie around his neck, which really raised points. Jiang Xian originally belonged to the type of person with a cold and indifferent temperament, and now he is full of abstinence.

It should be even more evil in the future.

Qi Jia thought about it, and answered casually: "It's almost there, that's..."

She frowned hesitantly.

"what happened?"

Qi Jia pointed to the shoebox on the ground: "I don't know if I can handle these shoes, I haven't worn the ones with heels."

Jiang Xian's gaze followed the direction of her fingers, landed on the pair of low-heeled dancing shoes, and squatted slightly to pick them up.

Shoes are small.

He felt delicate in one hand.

Moving his gaze up, he saw Qi Jia's feet, still wearing sneakers, nothing could be seen.

"Try it, it should be fine."

"Oh."

Qi Jia raised the hem of her skirt, exposing her knees, and her calves were long and fair, with beautiful lines.

Qi Jia was a little embarrassed in front of the boy's slippers, she moved quickly, took off her sneakers, and stuffed them with her socks.

A pair of feet are exposed.

The toes are round and small, the kind of fleshy but not fat, but soft and cute.

Jiang Xian looked away, took out all the dancing shoes, and put them on Qi Jia's feet.

"Try it."

Qi Jia sat on the chair and bent over. Her skirt was exquisite and beautiful, and it also showed a lot. The two shoulder straps were thin and small, sticking to her shoulders.

Qi Jia's hair has grown a bit, so it can be tied up and styled. The broken hair that can't be tied up is curled, and falls randomly on her shoulders and neck, messy yet beautiful.

Jiang Xian looked at her thin back, her shoulder blades were arched, and the skin there was smooth and delicate, shining brightly under the lamp, as if she had grown a pair of wings, ready to flap and fly at any time.

For a moment, the beautiful Jiang Xian couldn't take his eyes off.

After Qi Jia put on her shoes, she stretched her legs and shook them to have a look.

It's still pretty.

She bent her lips, raised her eyes and asked the only outsider here: "How is it?"

Jiang Xian's eyes deepened, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It suits you very well."

Qi Jia raised her eyebrows and stood up.

I feel a lot taller.

A little uncomfortable, trying to move my feet, walking in heeled shoes, very strange feeling.

Although I am not used to it, it is not impossible to wear it.

"We haven't arrived yet, you can get used to it in advance."

What he said made sense, Qi Jia nodded.

So I stepped on the dancing shoes and walked around the room, gradually getting a little more comfortable, feeling almost the same,

Jiang Xian has been watching her from the side.

Qi Jia has practiced dancing with him during this time, and the two of them are considered to be familiar with each other. Although he often stares at him, Qi Jia still finds it very awkward.

"Otherwise, let's rehearse first? Just try to see if I can dance with my dancing shoes on."

Jiang Xian has no objection.

"Give me your hand."

Jiang Xian stretched out his hand, bowed slightly, Qi Jia smiled, put his hand in his, and the rhythm came up.

Qi Jia admitted that Jiang Xian is very good. At first, she sneered at the evaluation of Jiang Xian by those girls, but after getting along with her, she had to admit that it was her prejudice.

After the two finished their trial, there was a knock on the door, "Squad leader, it's almost time for you to play."

Jiang Xian let go of Qi Jia and responded, "Here we come."

Qi Jia followed behind him holding her skirt.

It was a boy who came and looked at Jiang Xian and Qi Jia, "Wow, handsome man and beautiful woman! Squad leader, you and Qi Jia look so good together!"

Qi Jia was frightened by these words, and staggered suddenly. Jiang Xian quickly supported her, "Be careful."

Qi Jia's face was a little hot.

The boy was still huh oh oh oh, very interested.

Qi Jia glared at him fiercely, but the boy smiled and was not afraid.

It's the first time to perform on stage, and it would be a lie to say that I am not nervous.

Looking at the teachers and students off the stage, Qi Jia felt dizzy.

As the music started, Jiang Xian stretched out his hand towards Qi Jia.

Pull her to his side and whisper in her ear: "Don't be afraid, just follow me."

***
Fortunately, the performance was completed smoothly, that is, Qi Jia collapsed after the dance. When she stepped off the stage, she didn't pay attention to her feet, stepped on the air, and twisted her feet severely.

In an instant, the pain made her burst into tears.

Today's sun is really fierce, after a dance, Qi Jia feels like she has slipped through the water.

Her foot sprained again, and her face wrinkled in pain.

Jiang Xian supported her, felt her gasping, tilted his head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The weather was hot, Qi Jia was already irritable and hurt, so he became even more annoyed, and said to him in a bad tone: "Nonsense."

Jiang Xian pursed his lips and stood still suddenly.

Qi Jia was puzzled: "Why?"

As soon as she finished her words, before people could react, the screaming sounded first: "Ah——Jiang finds that you are sick!"

With her eyes closed, Qi Jia suddenly slammed into a warm chest, with a clear breath, as if she had a bit of coolness in the scorching sun, relieving her heat, Qi Jia was stunned.

"It's better and faster."

When she twisted her foot just now, Qi Jia gritted her teeth and said that she could walk, and Jiang Xian helped her to walk, and she was okay with it.

It was because she thought too much and thought she could do it. There was still a long way to go from the playground to the infirmary, and she couldn't do it before halfway there.

Jiang Xian hugged her, the boy's brows were restrained, his red lips were tightly pursed, and there was a little sweat on his forehead, but he was extremely calm.

The movements were regular, hugging Qi Jia's knees, that hand was clenched into a fist, without a trace of presumption.

Fortunately, there is still a doctor in the infirmary. He didn't go to the talent show. He was sitting on the sofa drinking tea when he heard footsteps and raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

After putting down the cup of tea, he stood up.

Jiang Xian was familiar with the infirmary, carried Qi Jia inside, carefully placed her on the hospital bed, and then said, "She sprained her foot."

The school doctor walked over and raised his hand to Qi Jia's ankle, "It hurts here?"

He pinched it lightly, and Qi Jia gasped in pain, curling up uncontrollably.

"Take it easy!" Qi Jia yelled, her eyes were red with pain.

The school doctor smiled, "The little classmate has a pretty big temper."

Joking, but turned around to get the medicine.

He came back soon, with some medicines for bruises in his hands, explained how to use Qi Jia, and then went to pinch her feet.

Qi Jia kept hiding, not letting him touch her.

The school doctor said to Jiang Xian, "Hold her down and don't let her move."

Qi Jia was not happy, "Don't touch me!"

School doctor: "Twist it again and it will get better sooner."

Jiang Xian didn't say anything, just glanced at Qi Jia, and made a move directly.

Qi Jia was furious.

The school doctor held her foot and turned it around. Qi Jia's face turned pale from the pain, she was sweating non-stop, and there were tears.

Then there was a sudden jerk, Qi Jia couldn't even cry out, she didn't recover for a while, buried her face in the pillow, and cried.

The school doctor clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay."

He looked at Jiang Xian with a smile again: "The little classmate is in a bad mood, so you can coax her to rest here first, and don't exercise strenuously for the time being."

Jiang Xian nodded, "Understood, thank you."

After the school doctor left, Jiang Xian turned to look at Qi Jia. She still had her head buried, with one leg raised and her skirt lifted.

Jiang found that the roots of his ears were a little hot, so he quickly looked away.

"Take a break, do you want some water?"

Qi Jia didn't respond, just sobbed.

As if by the great wronged.

Jiang Xian moved his lips, turned around and went out to pour water for her.

After he went out, Qi Jia stopped crying, and sat up on the bed with hazy eyes, staring at her feet.

Tried to move.

Eh?It really doesn't hurt anymore.

But the ankle was still blushing, Qi Jia wiped away her tears, feeling that she was too hypocritical.

That's right, since returning to Qi's house, she hasn't done any hard work, and she has become squeamish.

I can't even stand the pain.

The work of catching the water was finished soon, Jiang Xian walked in, saw that she was not crying, and didn't say anything, and handed her the water glass.

Qi Jia was already thirsty and cried for a while, her throat was already dry, she was not polite, she took the water and drank it all in one gulp.

"Are you still drinking?"

Qi Jia shook her head, "No need."

Jiang Xian responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Then he turned his face and looked at those bottles and cans, all of which were medicines. He raised his hand to take a small round box, unscrewed it, and found a white paste inside, with a clear and pungent smell.

"Then take some medicine first."

As she spoke, she rubbed her hand a little, Qi Jia hurriedly raised her hand to stop her, her face was a little flushed, and the corners of her eyes were also red, "I'll do it myself."

"I'll do it." Jiang Xian looked at her and said, "I'll be very light, it's not easy for you to paint like this."

Qi Jia: "..."

That's right, she would have to leave if she wanted to apply the medicine. Although the pain was not as severe as before, it was still inconvenient.

Jiang Xian's knuckles were slender, and his movements were gentle. He applied the white ointment to Qi Jia's swollen and swollen area, and rubbed his fingertips gently until the medicine was spread evenly.

Qi Jia stretched her arms and looked at him. Jiang Xian looked serious, with lowered eyebrows and long eyelashes, the kind of length that girls would envy.

In all fairness, Qi Jia has never met a boy who is prettier than him.

Even if you usually see those traffic niches on the Internet, all kinds of faces, none of them can compare with Jiang Xian's sincerity, that kind of charm that makes people want to get closer the more they get in touch, and the closer they get, the more they can't extricate themselves.

Qi Jia was a little lost.

The paste is cool, and the smell is a bit irritating. After applying it, the fingertips were a little greasy. Jiang Xian rubbed it twice, and said, "Remember to apply these medicines every day, so they heal faster, and that spray..."

Suddenly meeting her empty and absent eyes, Jiang Xian frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Qi Jia stared at his red lips, not knowing what was driving her, like some kind of magic power, she moved forward a little.

"Ok?"

Jiang Xian called her name: "Qi Jia...?"

Before he finished speaking, a touch of warmth suddenly fell on his lips.

Jiang Xian opened his eyes wide in disbelief, looking at the bright and crimson face in front of him, his mouth was soft and wet, and he froze in place, motionless.

Qi Jia opened her eyes, looked at him, and then seemed to react, her face flushed suddenly, and the red rushed up quickly, from the neck to the roots of the ears, and it was too fast.

Damn, she...is she crazy!
She forcibly kissed Jiang Xian? !Why why!
Qi Jia's whole body was messed up, and her mind was in a mess.

As if she couldn't even breathe, Qi Jia felt like she was about to suffocate.

The blood boiled unstoppably, and the heat in her body surged, almost burning her.

Qi Jia pushed Jiang Xian away, her brain was almost blank, her eyes were flickering, she didn't know where to look, and she wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be severely blocked, and she couldn't open her mouth.

You're done, Qi Jia.

Thinking of this, she wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

She also complained about why Jiang Xian had to be so good-looking!It made her lustful, and she couldn't control herself at all!

Jiang Xian's dark pupils trembled, and then Qingming came over. He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his lips, and the places where he was taken were all hot.

Shame to death!

Qi Jia bit her lip, the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to cry.

The room was very quiet, and Qi Jia didn't dare to lift her head. Ever since she did something bad, she looked too regretful, and didn't dare to face Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian screwed on the ointment cap and put it on the table next to him. He stood up, lowered his eyelids, and said emotionally, "I'm going first, you should rest well."

Qi Jia didn't answer, and couldn't even move.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that he fell on the bed, raised his hand to touch his mouth, grabbed the quilt cover, and closed his eyes tightly: "Sin, sin, sin..."

After a while, he was depressed again, pulling his hair angrily, wishing he could slap himself twice: "Qi Jia, are you sick! Are you sick! Are you crazy!"

Qi Jia calmed down after constantly regretting and going crazy, buried herself in the bed, which was airtight, bit her lip, and couldn't help but think that boys' lips are so soft.

So... good dear.

Qi Jia!You obsessed lunatic——Qi Jia whimpered, rolled over on the narrow hospital bed, and kicked up the wall suddenly, causing her to curse and her eyes were red again.

"Fuck, fuck, it hurts like hell!" Qi Jia kicked the sprained foot, and Qi Jia almost wanted to cry.

(End of this chapter)