I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 199 Is Our Relationship Fading?

He suddenly stood in front of Ye Ziqing, his dark eyes swept over Si Heng who stood up with an innocent face, and landed on the girl.
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Although the boy's back was not thick, it was thin and powerful.

Ye Ziqing got her wish and lay on his back, feeling the tight muscle lines of his back, with a wicked smile in her eyes.

She blinked her eyes, played with her fingers, and said in frustration: "At the same table, is our relationship weak? I think you don't want to carry me."

As soon as the words were finished, she clearly noticed that the boy who was carrying her down the stairs suddenly stopped.

With her on her back, she could only look down at his eyebrows and eyes from top to bottom.

Yi Chen's thick long eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes.

His voice was a little hoarse: "You are a girl, men and women are different, I will carry you...it will not affect you well."

Especially now that he has become the target of public criticism, when there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the open and in the dark.

——The farther away from him the better.

Hey, I can't tell that the big devil is still a little old-fashioned.

Ye Ziqing didn't take it seriously, "Oh, then why are you willing to recite it now?"

Yi Chen didn't answer.

Ye Ziqing asked: "Because you don't want brother Si Heng to carry me, right?"

After a pause, she sneaked her small hand in front of the boy, and pinched his cheek while he was not prepared.

The girl's voice sounded delicate: "Brother Yi Chen?"

"..."

The anger that was about to rise suddenly cooled down when she said "Brother Yi Chen".

He was completely hoarse.

Can't make a sound.

Ye Ziqing seemed completely unaware of his strangeness, and was still asking, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Yi Chen gritted his teeth, did not speak, and the movements of his feet accelerated a lot.
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Infirmary.

The school doctor lifted her trouser legs to check the injury, and raised her hand to gently press the wound. After making sure that no bones were injured, she breathed a sigh of relief, poured medicated oil on her palm, and rubbed it on her knee.

Ye Ziqing frowned delicately, and muttered with her mouth flat: "Sister, can you be a little lighter?"

The school doctor looked into the cold eyes of the boy who was sending the girls over, and sighed helplessly: "You need to rub hard to let the bruise disperse sooner."

Ye Ziqing endured the pain and didn't make a sound.

On the other hand, Yi Chen's expression was always gloomy. There was a spare chair beside him, but he stood by the window and just stared at the school doctor's movements, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end the school doctor couldn't take it anymore, stood up and stuffed the oil into Yi Chen's hand, and gave up on himself: "I don't want to part with your little girlfriend so much, you can wipe it yourself!"

Yi Chen picked up the medicine bottle in a daze, "She's not..."

His ears were red.

The school doctor looked like a mirror in his heart, so he ignored his attempt to cover up his denial, and stretched out his hand to take back the medicated oil.

Yi Chen subconsciously shrank his hand and hid.

Yi Chen slightly rolled his eyes away from the colonel doctor's knowing smile.

He stepped back in front of the girl sitting on the chair, squatted down, poured the medicated oil into his palm, and kneaded her knee with even force.

Ye Ziqing looked at him quietly, feeling the temperature of the young man's palm change from slightly cool to scorching hot, watching him lower his brows and eyes, never looking directly into her clear eyes.

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Not long after school started, Ye Ziqing received a piece of prehistoric good news!

Ling Yang's fourth anniversary concert will be held in F City.

The most important thing is, the tickets that are hard to come by, the supernatural Hengchuan No. [-] Middle School actually got two tickets!
With all the attention, the school announced that these two tickets will be given to the students as the championship reward in the form of a competition.

The whole school is boiling.

This is simply a huge benefit.

Zhou Heng, who heard the news, jumped three feet high, holding hands with Ye Ziqing and laughing non-stop.

Zhou Heng held Ye Ziqing's hand tightly, his voice trembling with excitement: "Honey, let's form an alliance!"

Ye Ziqing nodded heavily: "Alliance! We must form an alliance!"

Everyone was looking forward to the format of the game, and finally waited for the official announcement.

The school decided to hold an ancient and modern Chinese and foreign literature knowledge competition.

The form of competition is two or two teams, and there is no requirement for the grade. Anyone from senior one to senior three can form a team to participate.

The only requirement is that the two must be a man and a woman.

Upon hearing the news, Zhou Heng Zhengyan's eyes widened in disbelief.

She hugged the phone, zoomed in on the screen, watched it over and over several times, and finally couldn't help but burst into an exclamation: "Fuck! What kind of broken rules are these?! The school is poisonous!"

Is it to follow the principle of matching men and women without getting tired?

Go ride a horse!

Ye Ziqing was also very disappointed that she couldn't hold hands with her good sister to get the ticket.

After a while, she noticed that many girls in the class were eagerly looking towards her, Ye Ziqing immediately became vigilant, not caring about being sad or disappointed.

She picked up her mood and solemnly said to Zhou Heng: "Xiaoyanyan, let's compete fairly."

Zhou Hengzhengyan was still immersed in the disappointment of not being able to go to the idol's concert with Xiao Yezi and couldn't recover. He didn't react, and subconsciously asked: "Ah? What?"

At that time, Ye Ziqing had already grabbed Yi Chen's arm like a dog's leg, and smiled flatteringly: "At the same table, you will form a team with me to participate in the competition, right?"

The girl's hook on his left hand didn't affect his speed at all.

Yi Chen didn't stop writing, and said flatly: "I don't want to participate."

Ye Ziqing blinked, "Why? What an honor to be No.1?"

She tried to persuade him: "And you can also get tickets to my brother's concert by the way, so you can make a solid profit!"

Yi Chen was unmoved, quickly glanced at her, and asked in an unclear manner: "Just by the way?"

"Well……"

Ye Ziqing smiled guiltyly.

Yi Chen looked away.

"I really want it!" Ye Ziqing swayed his arm, stretched out her hand arrogantly and snatched away the pen held in his right hand, with a posture of "If you don't agree, I can't continue writing questions".

Without arguing with her, Yi Chen took out the pencil case from the belly of the table, unzipped it, and took out another pen to continue writing.

Seeing that he didn't eat oil and salt, Ye Ziqing suddenly became depressed.

The girl's eyes were gloomy, her voice was muffled, and she sounded weak: "It's been four years! My brother has been a fan for four years! Never got a ticket!"

She looked up at the blue sky outside the window, and said very sadly: "I can't see my brother's concert with my own eyes once in my life. What's the point of my life?"

"The world is not worth it."

"My brother and I can only meet in a dream."

"Because of my heartless tablemate, I can only have no fate with my brother, and pass by!"

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I don't know whether Yi Chen was annoyed by her nagging, or was really moved by her sincerity and softened his heart. In short, he finally let go and agreed.

Ye Ziqing was smiling, as if she saw her brother standing on the stage of the concert and waving to her.

(End of this chapter)