Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 140 Internet Addiction Teenager (20)

They bribed the teacher to bully Qi Shi, but they did it without telling the family. If Tang Tang made this matter a big deal, their father would not break their legs.

Qi Shi is all to blame.

If it weren't for him, they wouldn't be hated by Tang Tang.

Several people silently scolded Qi Shi from the bottom of their hearts.

The rich second generations didn't realize at all, who was the first to provoke this matter.

"Young master, it's better to go back to my home..."

In the Rolls-Royce limited edition car, Yuan Mo had just brought someone up, the driver in front glanced at the person brought by his young master in the rearview mirror, and asked.

Today, there is a small party at our house, and we are waiting for the young master to go back.

But with an outsider...

"Go to my brother's." Yuan Mo rummaged through the spare medicine box in the car and replied.

The meaning is obvious.

Do not return home.

Yuan Mo's voice was very cold, and the chill radiating from his body could be felt by drivers far away, the young master was not very happy.

Because of that boy?
The driver glanced at Qi Shi, who was covered with scars, from the rearview mirror again.

People are beautiful, but this injury...

You won't fight with the young master, will you?

"Turn your face around." Yuan Mo found the medicine, and pulled down the baffle between the back seat and the driver, blocking the driver's constant sight of the rearview mirror.

There are always people who covet my luck.

Mine, don't show it.

The rearview mirror was instantly dark, and the baffle was pulled down, completely covering the rear seats.

Peeping was discovered, the driver looked embarrassed, started the car and set off to Tang Shuo's apartment.

As the driver of the Tang family, he knew all the addresses of the young masters of the direct line.

As a driver, I have to memorize so many addresses, which means I am very tired and hard and don't want to do it.

"hiss……"

The medicine was given to Qi Shi, and the skin on his handsome cheek was scratched, and he was not treated in time, and blood clots accumulated on his face.

Medical cotton swabs were used to remove the blood clots, and Yuan Mo's hands were neither serious nor heavy. No matter how much pain he resisted, he couldn't stand such a merciless technique.

"Slap even if you know it hurts?" Yuan Mo rolled her eyes, abruptly destroying her dignity and elegance.

With a tone of resentment, he put down the ointment, and angrily put a Band-Aid on his face.

"I've told you a few times that you need to report my name. No matter how bad you are, you won't call? Qi Shi, are you stupid!?"

The old lady Yuan Mo seemed to be scolding, her face was disfigured with anger, and her heart was distorted with anger.

Qi Shi finished applying the medicine, bowed his head in silence, and let Yuan Mo scold him.

Wearing a coat and huddling in a corner, like a handsome man favored by God, his face is bruised and covered with scars, and he looks silent, looking really wronged.

Yuan Mo: "..." Anger made my heart perverted.

I am not angry.

Are you still wronged?

Ahhhhh, the luck value of this year is so hard to bring.

Get angry, but keep smiling.

"Qi Shi..."

Yuan Mo let out a faint cry.

Qi Shi looked sideways, his eyes darkened, and he felt something pressing on his lips.

Soft, with a bit of sweet fruity aroma, very nice smell.

This is……

Qi Shi's black pupils constricted, and the young man's curly and thick eyelashes fluttered, sweeping under his handsome eyelids, and smoothing down the fine fluff on his skin that was tanned by military training.

Itchy.

Like something is scratching.

Qi Shi's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing the young man's handsome face zooming in before his eyes, his fingers curled up and trembled several times.

With the sweetness of fruit-flavored lollipops, the boy's breath kept pouring into his nose and pouring into his mind, occupying his entire consciousness.

Before he had time to react, Yuan Mo straightened his body and retreated.

　The author is a little drifting~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)