She has a delicate body, and she makes the abstinent Master Xi descend from the altar.

Chapter 88 087: Sweet sleep, the bathroom is empty (first update)
Zhao Qinglin had a dream.

In the dream, there was a little girl chasing him.

The girl's hair was loose, and the autumn wind came, holding the girl's hair and flying left and right in the wind.

Like a moving picture scroll, she seemed to be telling him her secret.

He couldn't see the girl's face clearly, so he asked: "Who are you?"

He saw the corners of the girl's lips raised slightly, and she smiled.

He asked again: "Who are you?"

The girl's blurred face reflected in his pupils gradually became clear.

Finally, he saw the face clearly and he couldn't believe it was hers.

After that, he heard the girl say softly: "Brother Qinglin, I am Jiang He."

It turned out that Jiang He's voice sounded like this.

It's clear, crisp, and sounds good.

She said: "Brother Qinglin, can you kiss me?"

He didn't move, "No, you're not an adult yet."

The girl smiled and said, "Then wait until I grow up."

"Okay, brother is waiting for you."

"Brother Qinglin."

"Ah."

"May I touch you?"

He hesitated for a long time before speaking with difficulty: "Okay."

Then he waited for her to hand over his hand.

Wait, wait, wait...

He suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The first thing you see is a snow-white ceiling.

It was a dream.

He looked at the time, 04:30 in the morning.

He got up, went to the bedside to get a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

But little did he know that his whole body was soaked with sweat.

He stopped wiping his sweat and went to the bathroom.

He stood under the shower, but did not turn on the shower switch. The bathroom floor was dry.

It didn't take long for the dry ground to become mottled.

Then, the sweat from his body dripped onto the ground in large drops.

After his body emptied, he turned on the shower.

Put his right hand under the water and rinse it repeatedly.

He laughed at himself:

Zhao Qinglin, it turns out that your first wife’s surname is “Shou”.

At five o'clock in the morning, he lay down in bed again.

But his eyes were clear and he was not sleepy at all.

He took out his cell phone and sent Song Xi a WeChat message: [Are you getting up?Go to the game. 】

There was no reply for a long time.

He called Song Xi directly, but no one answered.

He had no choice but to hold his phone and watch short videos.
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At six o'clock in the morning on June [-], Zhao Qinglin's alarm clock rang. He had a sleepless night and immediately got out of bed to wash up.

The four alarm clocks at the back are not used either.

After changing his clothes, he was about to knock on Jiang He's door to wake her up.

The girl opened the door.

Thinking of last night's scene, Zhao Qinglin's ears suddenly turned red, and he felt a little sorry for Jiang He inexplicably.

There are light red threads under his eyes.

Because when he was standing under the shower in the bathroom doing that thing, all he could think about was her.

He concealed his guilty look and said hello: "Good morning."

Jiang He nodded.

Zhao Qinglin deliberately avoided her eyes: "Go and wash up first, and I will take you to breakfast later."

Jiang He went to the bathroom obediently.

At seven o'clock sharp, Jiang He went out with his backpack on his back.

Zhao Qinglin reminded: "Have you got everything?"

Jiang He nodded.

Zhao Qinglin thought for a while: "Have you brought your admission ticket, water-based pen, pencil, eraser, and correction tape?" Jiang He shook the document bag in his hand: they are all inside.

"Okay, let's go then."

Thinking back to when he was taking the college entrance examination, he didn't even think about it that thoroughly.

He really could understand why those who became fathers could consider everything down to the smallest detail.

After they had breakfast casually in the tea restaurant downstairs, Zhao Qinglin sent Jiang He to the examination room.

Eight-twenty.

Zhao Qinglin's car was parked in front of the school, but he didn't drive in.

What can you say to relieve the little girl's stress?
It was all his fault that he was uneducated. He really couldn't think of any suitable sentences. After thinking about it over and over again, he only came up with this sentence:

"Just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Jiang He nodded, made a thank you gesture to him, and went in carrying his schoolbag.

Zhao Qinglin didn't leave either. He sat in the car and looked at the girl's back.

After walking a few steps, the girl turned back from the school gate and stood in front of his car window.

Zhao Qinglin looked at her hesitantly and asked, "Did you leave something in the car?"

After asking, he looked at the passenger seat.

Nothing was left behind.

He asked anxiously: "Did you leave it at home? I'll go back and get it now."

Jiang He shook her head and pulled Zhao Qinglin's sleeve.

Zhao Qinglin looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Jiang He's eyes wavered: If my score in the college entrance examination exceeds the admission score of Imperial University, can I make a request to you?
She felt that this might be the only opportunity to propose conditions to Brother Qinglin.

Although it might not be moral, she didn't want to miss it.

Zhao Qinglin said without even thinking, "Okay."

After receiving Zhao Qinglin's affirmative reply, Jiang He jogged into the examination room.

Zhao Qinglin looked at Jiang He's retreating back.

There are many parents at the entrance of the examination room, all coming to accompany their children to take the exam.

He didn't leave either, he wanted to wait until his little girl came out after taking the exam.

He sat in the car, waited and fell asleep.

He didn't know how long it took before he received a message.

After he opened his eyes and read the message, he immediately started the car and went to Imperial Hospital.

In the ward, lying on the bed was a motionless man with his entire face covered in bandages.

Zhao Qinglin pushed the door open and went in: "I'll go! What's going on?"

The person wrapped in bandages is Song Xi.

Xi Jin walked over from the window: "Song Xi was injured by the bomb."

Zhao Qinglin: "Why was he bombed when he was so good?"

"At [-]:[-] in the morning, an explosion occurred in the southern part of the city."

Zhao Qinglin was shocked: "What is that kid doing in the south of the city?"

"Then you have to ask him."

Zhao Qinglin was a little worried: "Is he okay?"

After all, the entire face is now invisible.

Xi Jin said: "I don't worry about my life. I guess that face will need surgery to repair it."

Xi Jin's cell phone rang.

He left the ward and went to the stairs to answer the phone.

"Fifth Master, the land south of the city has been bombed." It was a female voice.

"I already know."

The other end of the phone asked: "So what should we do now?"

Xi Jin's eyes were sinister and his tone was unambiguous: "He sent us explosives, which blew up my land and injured my people. Then I will pay him back double the amount of explosives."

He is not a person who takes the initiative to stir up trouble.

But this Shen Rui kept asking for trouble again and again.

Last time, Luo Fuqing was sent to the police station, and it took him a while to get him out unscathed.

This time, he bombed his ground so blatantly.

No wonder he is cruel.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a major explosion occurred at the Evernight City Entertainment Club, causing heavy losses.

At that time, the Evernight City was not officially open for business, so there were no casualties.

Xi Jin told those who took action to ensure that there were absolutely no casualties.

　The second update is still being written. If I can’t finish it, I can only apologize~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)