The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

Jiang Ningzheng, Yan Dahang and the others gathered their heads together to fiddle with the drone. Suddenly, they heard a commotion in the corridor when someone called the dean of instruction to come.

Jiang Ning didn't know what had happened, so he subconsciously glanced at Yan Yixie's seat, but saw that the boy was not in the seat.

Jiang Ning quickly pushed aside the noisy crowd and went to the corridor, but it was too late and the commotion in the corridor had dispersed.

Two boys in Class One hurriedly walked into the class.

Jiang Ning grabbed them and asked, "What happened?"

"We don’t know either, saying that it was Si Xiangming and they didn’t know where they provoke...You were at the same table, and the wheelchair ran over their feet when you passed by, and they said blankly,'I didn’t control it, I’m sorry.’ They almost broke a bone. Tears came out of a man as big as Tan Pengxing, and he immediately cried to find the dean. When it's over, I don't think we should stay here and make a fuss. We will offend someone later."

Jiang Ning: "Wait, what about the cause and effect——"

Before they finished speaking, the two boys quickly slid into the classroom, as if some weird scourge was chasing behind.

Jiang Ning: "..."

Jiang Ning worked so hard to help Yan Yixie build relationships. As a result, once back before liberation, everyone did not dare to touch the drone. Only Yan Dahang held it in his arms tremblingly.

Jiang Ning frowned and looked at the dean's office. He wanted to check the situation, but he was stopped by the head teacher before he could even take a step. The head teacher pushed her to the classroom like a little chicken: "Where are you going to go to class soon?"

Jiang Ning was always driven back to his seat, only to sit down dejectedly.

...

After about half a class, Yan Yixie returned from the office with a cold face.

Xu Mingyi followed behind him, and returned to the seat with an ugly expression after a certain distance.

The seats of Si Xiangming and Tan Pengxing were still empty.

The dean is not good at offending the funder, nor is he good at criticizing Xu Mingyi, who has won medals for the school all the year round. Only the two of them were killed.

Jiang Ning's mouth followed the English teacher to read the text, but his eyes kept following the wheelchair teenager who came in through the back door of the classroom.

In the dim light, Yan Yixie came in with a light on his back, his face looked like firecrackers soaked in water, colder than the torrential rain outside.

He dropped his dark eyelashes, without looking at her, went straight back to his seat and picked up the textbook.

Jiang Ning noticed that his slender fingers were a little blue, as if they had gripped the armrest of the wheelchair.

Jiang Ning looked at him with concern, waiting for him to tell himself what was going on.

After waiting for several minutes, he still didn't even look at himself.

Jiang Ning couldn't hold it any longer, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

The young man pursed his lips and did not speak, lowered his head and took off his pen cap, and began to rush through the book.

But he flipped it irritably for a long time and didn't turn to the position where the English teacher read. Jiang Ning saw this, so he blocked his head with the textbook and leaned over to remind him: "Page 388."

Yan Yixie simply closed the textbook with a snap.

Jiang Ning: "..."

Jiang Ning didn't know what happened, so he could only understand it as Si Xiangming and the others offended him, but how do you look at Yan Yixie's face, this matter seems to have something to do with him?

Jiang Ning was inexplicably guilty, and asked: "What's wrong, are you okay?"

She glanced at Yan Yixie's neck and fingers, and the skin exposed to her skin seemed to be uninjured-looking at it was purely unnecessary. Jiang Ning didn't think anyone could have the upper hand in the youth.

Yan Yixie gritted his teeth, and finally turned to look at her: "Are you caring about me, or are you caring about others?"

Jiang Ning: "..."

"What you said is so unreasonable." Jiang Ning muttered softly, "Then I must be concerned about you, otherwise I asked you what happened? What happened? Did they say something to you? ?"

Yan Yixie's face was cold: "What do you think they can say about me?"

Jiang Ning almost thought it was Si Xiangming and the others mocking Yan Yixie's legs that caused such a big reaction from the young man.

It stands to reason that Xu Mingyi is not such an offensive person, but maybe the other two are.

Jiang Ning suddenly became angry and said, "The surnamed Si and the surnamed Tan have broken their mouths when they were young. I will definitely teach them for you when I find a chance."

Yan Yixie heard that she was trying to get rid of Xu Mingyi's relationship, and his heart was even more pierced, and he began to rustle through the book again with a little irritability.

After a while, he stared at the book without looking up, and said angrily at Jiang Ning: "You don't need to take care of my affairs."

Jiang Ning let out a whispered "Oh".

If you are angry, how can you take it seriously?

Yan Yixie glanced at her, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask something, but he couldn't ask.

Yan Yixie remained cold and silent for the whole day.

After two classes, Si Xiangming and Tan Pengxing were finally back after being trained by the dean of teaching. As soon as they came back, they sat on the chair bitterly and began to rub their legs. Their feet were crushed by the wheelchair, and they were ordered to stand by the dean of teaching. I took two classes. They and Yan Yixie's Liangzi have settled.

The atmosphere in the classroom froze for a while, and the students sitting in front were all on pins and needles, and they only felt like a man on their backs.

Yan Dahang originally wanted to call Jiang Ning out and return the drone and controller to her, but as soon as he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ning, he met another pair of cold eyes.

Yan Dahang shuddered immediately, and now he didn't dare to call Jiang Ning out. He hurried to the back of the classroom, put the drone on Jiang Ning's desk without saying a word, and slipped away with the soles of his feet.

Jiang Ning still feels nothing in the freezing center.

She was only in a bad mood as a teenager and wanted to make him happy.

But some tricks, Yan Yixie used to cooperate very well, but today I don't know what to do. The more she teases him, the colder his face becomes.

In the afternoon, Jiang Ning gradually became a little suspicious of life. For the first time, he still had a stinky face after teasing Yan Yixie for a few hours.

She stared at Yan Yixie for a while.

Yan Yixie felt her gaze fall on her face, and she didn't know whether she should be sad or angry. He likes that her attention is all on him, but has she used Xu Mingyi for all the tricks she makes him happy now?

"Oh, my hand hurts, can you help me twist the cap of the bottle." Jiang Ning wanted to talk to Yan Yixie, deliberately pretending to be unable to unscrew, and handed the drink bottle over.

Yan Yixie glanced sideways at the drink bottle in her hand, and then at her skillful movements. He was very uncomfortable. Putting down the pen, he said without expression, "Let someone else screw it for you."

Jiang Ning became more and more inexplicable: "Where is the other person from?"

Yan Yixie just sneered.

Jiang Ning was a little bit self-confident and took the drink bottle back. I wanted to unscrew it myself, but Yan Yixie glanced at her. She said, "..." She put down the drink bottle pretending to be nonchalant, and muttered, "Forget it."

She glanced over Yan Dahang who was not far away.

Yan Yi thanked her eyebrows, and suddenly spread her hands and said, "Bring it."

Jiang Ning: "I don't really want to drink it now."

Yan Yixie refused to give up, "Bring it."

Jiang Ning felt that today's Yan Yixie was strange and hugged his drink bottle tightly.

"I'm not thirsty now?"

Jiang Ning then handed him the drink bottle, complaining: "Do you still care if I am thirsty? You haven't talked to me for a day."

Yan Yixie unscrewed the drink bottle, put it on the table, and said, "Who cares about you!"

"..."

This strange atmosphere lasted until the end of school.

...

Because of the heavy rain, many students were jammed under the teaching building. Xu Mingyi called and asked his dad to pick him up. Si Xiangming and the others swiftly rubbed his car. Jiang Ning did not pay attention to what Zhong Congshuang and several other girls said in the past.

Zheng Ruonan also called and asked Jiang Ning to wait a while, and she asked her secretary to pick her up and Jiang Fan later.

When Jiang Ning saw Yan Yixie pushing her wheelchair out, she quickly packed her schoolbag, and followed Yan Yixie’s wheelchair with small steps. She said to the other end of the phone: "Mom, no, I happened to have a friend driving at home. Come here, I will drive back, you don't need to make a detour, just pick up Jiang Fan."

Yan Yixie pressed the elevator floor, and when she hung up, she said coldly, "Who is going back with you?"

"It's raining heavily outside!" Jiang Ning said in surprise.

This kid didn't say anything earlier, she had already asked Zheng Ruonan to pick up Jiang Fan directly. The two schools are not on the same side, what should I do now? She didn't bring an umbrella either!

Jiang Ning quickly began to look around to see who in the class could let her rub the car or the umbrella.

Yan Yixie had already entered the elevator and turned her wheelchair, but saw that she hadn't come in yet.

He raised his hand to block the elevator door, frowned, and looked at her for a moment: "What are you doing in a daze?"

Jiang Ning blinked and asked deliberately, "Didn't you say, don't you want to go back with me?"

Yan Yixie lowered his eyes and said, "Come in."

"I don't." Jiang Ning said: "You said you won't go back with me first."

Yan Yixie: "..."

The boy took a deep breath and said again: "Come in!"

Jiang Ning accepted it as soon as he saw it, and then hurried into the elevator.

Yan Yixie was furious and didn't speak during the descent of the elevator. Jiang Ning had nothing to talk to, and he ignored Jiang Ning. The elevator leads directly to a door behind the teaching building. After the elevator opened, the butler was already waiting outside with a black umbrella.

After holding the umbrella and sending Yan Yixie into the car, the housekeeper turned around to pick up Jiang Ning.

When both of them got in the car, the butler put away the black umbrella and got into the driver's seat.

As soon as he got in the car, the housekeeper felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong today. The young master had been looking out the window coldly, and Jiang Ning was also confused, and glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

The butler took the initiative to break the deadlock, lifted two cups of hot soy milk from the passenger seat, and handed it to Jiang Ning: "You said yesterday that you want to drink it. Master asked me to buy it."

Jiang Ning took it and said with a smile: "Uncle Butler is the best to me. You bought it for me. How can someone who ignores others remember that I want to drink."

Butler: "...it was indeed the young master who asked me to buy it for you."

Jiang Ning laughed: "I don't believe it."

Yan Yixie: "..." I don't know why I'm even more angry, I'm so angry that I gritted my teeth.

Jiang Ning handed another cup to Yan Yixie: "Are you drinking?"

"Don't talk to me." Yan Yixie simply turned her back, facing the car door, propped her head with her hands against the car window, and turned her back directly. The boy's back image was like a block of ice, and the heating inside the car was turned on, and everyone was trembling with the cold.

Jiang Ningxin said, Good fellow, really good fellow, do you have to force her to lock up a man.

Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed Yan Yixie's hand and stuffed the soy milk into his palm.

Yan Yixie took off his jacket when he got into the car, and now only wore a thin sweater.

After a thin layer of cloth, Jiang Ning grasped his wrist.

The temperature of Jiang Ning's palm passed to his wrist, making him stiff, and he forgot to retract his hand and catch the cup of soy milk.

Jiang Ning saw that he had caught the soy milk, only when his anger disappeared-although she didn't know what he was mad about inexplicably.

Jiang Ning was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the young man finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "Firefly, you still pack up and give it away in batches. Are you a distributor?"

Jiang Ning: "..."