After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 213 Xuanwei transfers to another school
"Third Master!"

Ling Mo's pupils trembled slightly, and his expression was a little panicked because he was worried that Qin Beiming would get sick again.

And Zhan Hanjue, who was lying on the ground alone, found that Ling Mo's thoughts were all on Qin Beiming, and his heart was extremely sour.

It stands to reason that he should have been lying motionless and pretending to be dizzy.

But in order to attract Ling Mo's attention, Zhan Hanjue suddenly opened his eyes, beat his chest and coughed violently.

Just looking at his red face due to severe coughing, people who don't know it really think that he is suffering from tuberculosis, as if he can vomit a mouthful of blood anytime and anywhere.

"Mr. Zhan?"

Ling Mo frowned slightly, always feeling that Zhan Hanjue's illness came on strangely, as if it was staged.

But having said that, no matter whether it is performed or not, it is always inappropriate to lie on the ground in the cold.

After exerting all her strength to carry Qin Beiming back to the house, she carried Zhan Hanjue onto Qin Beiming's bed.

Qin Beiming didn't expect that Ling Mo would put Zhan Hanjue on the bed, and he felt his stomach was overwhelmed because of his extreme cleanliness, and he wished he could kick Zhan Hanjue out of bed.

At this moment, Zhan Hanjue was as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

In his life, he had never slept with a man.

Just thinking about the picture of sharing the same bed and covering the same quilt with Qin Beiming, he broke out in a cold sweat suddenly.

If I had known that pretending to be dizzy would end up like this, I might as well be a training partner all night.

"Mr. Zhan?"

Ling Mo wiped off the fine cold sweat on Zhan Hanjue's forehead, and immediately took his pulse lightly.

His pulse was strong and strong, and the rhythm was very even.

Judging from the pulse condition alone, Zhan Hanjue's body seemed to be very healthy.

But the question is, with such a healthy body, why do you just faint when you say dizzy?
Could it be that it's just a faux pas?
Ling Mo's eyes moved slightly, then he walked to the other side and calmly checked Qin Beiming's pulse.

Qin Beiming's pulse condition was chaotic, and there was almost no pattern at all.

However, his pulse was also strong and powerful, as if possessing endless vitality.

A pulse like this can at most only indicate that he is suffering from a hidden disease, but it does not mean that there is any serious problem with his body at the moment.

After going back and forth like this, Ling Mo knew that the two people on the bed were probably pretending to be sick, and joined forces to tease her.

She pinched Qin Beiming's cheek slightly annoyed, and said in a deep voice:
"Have you pretended enough? Why don't you get up for me?"

Qin Beiming pressed his thin lips tightly, seeing that Ling Mo only knew how to attack him, he was particularly dissatisfied in his heart.

Obviously it was Zhan Hanjue who pretended to be ill first, why did she only mention him?
Thinking about it this way, he seemed to be angry, and he just lay on the bed, letting Ling Mo rub his face, unmoved.

After tossing and tossing for a while, Ling Mo was obviously a little tired.

After wiping Qin Beiming's face indiscriminately, he lazily leaned on the soft stool beside him and read medical books.

The hidden illness on his body was like a thorn in her heart, causing her to panic.

Qin Beiming didn't know that Ling Mo was worried, because she wiped her face alone, secretly poking fun.

Even though he was still pretending to be dizzy, the corners of his mouth were frantically raised upwards.

Although Zhan Hanjue, who was lying beside him, kept his eyes closed, he could feel Qin Beiming's excitement at the moment.

Although Zhan Hanjue didn't say anything, he was secretly competing in his heart.

In order to win the round, Zhan Hanjue contributed the best acting skills of his life again, half propped up his body, and coughed violently again.

Ling Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were stained with a little smile.

Before that, she really didn't know that Zhan Hanjue was so cute when he played a rascal.
But having said that, compared to the calmer Qin Wusui, Zhan Sansui is somewhat delicate.

Seeing that Zhan Hanjue's cough became more and more false, Ling Mo slowly got up and left the bedroom.

As soon as Ling Mo left, Zhan Hanjue opened his eyes and left the bed behind, feeling like he was running away.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he heard footsteps coming from far and near outside the door, and jumped onto the bed in a panic, and lay down next to Qin Beiming.

After Ling Mo entered the door, he glanced at the feet of Zhan Hanjue and Qin Beiming who were hooked together, suppressed his smile, lit on the soothing incense that would help him sleep, and then closed the door again, and hurriedly leave.

After Zhan Hanjue repeatedly confirmed that Ling Mo had gone far away, he retracted his tightly hooked feet with Qin Beiming, shrinking to a corner like a little wife, and didn't even have the nerve to pull the quilt.

"you can go now."

Qin Beiming waited patiently for quite a while, seeing that Zhan Hanjue refused to leave, he urged him a little anxiously.

Zhan Hanjue was afraid that Ling Mo would find out that he was pretending to be sick, so he didn't dare to act rashly now, pretending that he didn't hear Qin Beiming's words, closed his eyes tightly, and then pretended to be asleep.

Qin Beiming turned his head and looked at Zhan Hanjue who was lying on his bed speechlessly. He wanted to get out of bed to make room for him, but he was worried that Ling Mo would turn back halfway, so he could only lie down properly and stand up.
The next day, the sky was bright.

Zhan Hanjue was sleeping peacefully, a powerful arm of Kong Wu suddenly stretched out from his side, pulling him into a warm embrace between stretching and pulling.

He thought he was still in a nightmare, and he thought about turning over and going to sleep for a while.

However, before he got out of Qin Beiming's embrace, when his body sank, he was firmly pressed down by Qin Beiming.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Beiming's mellow and extremely magnetic voice came from above his head:

"Idiot, don't you know that men in the morning are the most vulnerable to teasing? Don't move around"

Hearing the sound, Zhan Hanjue's body shook and he woke up completely.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Qin Beiming's handsome and flawless face in astonishment, his complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot:
"Bastard, let me drive!"

"..."

After Qin Beiming realized that the person in his arms was not Ling Mo, but Zhan Hanjue, his eyes were slightly out of focus, and he wanted to withdraw quickly, but his knees were pushed unconsciously by him, but his whole body was once again sink down.

And his lips just hit Zhan Hanjue's forehead.

"you!"

Zhan Hanjue seemed a little broken, and pushed Qin Beiming aside with all his strength, "Bastard, open your eyes and take a closer look! It's so early in the morning, why are you crazy?"

"I have something else to do, I'll go first."

Qin Beiming's iceberg face was tense and unmoving, and he was already too embarrassed in his heart.

Thinking that he actually hugged Zhan Hanjue, called him an idiot affectionately, and even said a dirty word to him, Qin Beiming was in a bad mood.

After quickly escaping from the bedroom, he poured several bottles of cold water one after another to calm his mind.

But after calming down, he felt more and more that he was at a loss.

Haven't shared the same bed with Ling Mo before, but her own father actually slept with her? ? ?

Zhan Hanjue, who was sitting alone on the bed, still couldn't calm down, his mind was filled with the dark picture of Qin Beiming kissing his forehead.

It took him a lot of time to heal that short devil's second.

"Oh! It's hard to guarantee the late festival!"

Zhan Hanjue sighed depressingly, and was thinking about washing off the forehead kissed by Qin Beiming, when Xuanwei just made a phone call.

He looked at the string of unremarked numbers on the phone screen, pondered for a while, and finally pressed the connect button:

"It's early in the morning, but what happened?"

"Dad, you promised me that you would take me to the No. [-] Middle School to report today, have you forgotten?" Xuan Wei asked cautiously, with a hint of anxiety in her clear and melodious voice.

"Look at my memory, I really forgot. You first ask Baihu to take you to the No. [-] Middle School, and I will arrive later."

Zhan Hanjue was so tormented by Qin Beiming that he completely forgot everything.

"it is good."

Xuan Wei obediently responded, but her face darkened the moment she hung up the phone.

According to Ouyang Bin, Zhan Hanjue went to No. [-] Taoli Street last night.

She really couldn't figure out, what was so special about Ling Mo that made Zhan Hanjue trust him so much?
"Miss Xuanwei, are you ready?" Seeing Xuanwei sitting on the dining table in a daze, Bai Hu asked modestly and politely.

"What?"

Xuan Wei frowned impatiently, and replied angrily.

However, after only a moment, she came back to her senses, as if nothing had happened, and said to Bai Hu with a smile:

"Uncle Tiger, I'm ready."

"Get in the car quickly."

Bai Hu nodded, naturally not ignoring her momentary impatience.

People often reveal their true nature when they are unconscious.

Thinking about it, Xuan Wei's true face should be the same as her true feelings at that moment.

After more than half an hour, Xuan Wei had just arrived at the gate of No. [-] High School Colonel, seeing Ling Mo and Zhan Hanjue approaching chatting and laughing, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"Miss Xuan Wei, we're here." Bai Hu turned his head to look at Xuan Wei who was sitting in a daze on the co-pilot, and said something slowly.

"I see."

Xuan Wei took a deep breath, her eyes flashed, and she became the sunny girl in the past again.

After getting out of the car, she took leaping steps and ran in the direction of Zhan Hanjue:

"Dad, Miss Ling, did you come together?"

"You guys know each other?" Zhan Hanjue asked curiously.

"When I went to visit Mrs. Qin, Miss Ling happened to be there."

As Xuan Wei said, she immediately took Ling Mo's hand warmly and asked softly:
"Miss Ling, are you also studying in No. [-] Middle School?"

"Ah."

Ling Mo nodded, and answered concisely.

Xuan Wei said with a bright smile:

"Great, I'm just worried that I don't have any friends to talk with me."

"..."

Ling Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, secretly thinking that Xuan Wei's acting skills were just as good as Su Yu's mother and daughter.

If she guessed correctly, Xuanwei now regards her as her number one enemy.

How could it be possible to treat her as a friend before it was too late to hate her?

Such hypocrisy is really disgusting.

"By the way, Miss Ling, is the class you are in now Class A of Senior Three?"

Xuan Wei had long heard that Ling Mo had a bad style of study, and would skip a few classes every now and then. She knew that she was in Class F of the third year of high school, but she still pretended not to know anything, and asked Tete.

"I'm in Class F."

"Ah? I heard that Class F is the worst class in the third year of senior high school. Why are you in Class F?" Xuan Wei looked surprised, and covered her mouth exaggeratedly.

"Who said our class F is poor? In this midterm exam, the average of our class F has clearly surpassed that of class D, and we should soon catch up with class C."

Li Wanwan, who happened to be passing by, heard someone slander Class F, so he couldn't help but defend Class F.

Seeing that Ling Mo was also present, Li Wanwan held Ling Mo's hand as soon as Li Wanwan finished speaking, and dragged her into the school gate in a whisper:

"At the same table, your physique is really first-class and strange! Why do these white lotus green tea masters always like to surround you? It's like bees collecting honey and flies eating excrement, buzzing and noisy."

"So, you mean, I'm shit??"

Although Ling Mo also felt that Li Wanwan's metaphor was very vivid, she still felt a little surprised when he was compared to shit.

"Hey, that's not what I mean. The same table is the moon in the sky, the snow on the mountain, and the cinnabar mole on the hearts of the silly dogs in Quanyi Middle School."

Li Wan smiled awkwardly, and naturally called the male students of No. [-] Middle School silly dogs.

As soon as these words came out, the male students around turned their heads and stared at Li Wanwan, thinking of opening some arguments, but also worried that Ling Mo would find out that they had been watching her every move, so they had to give up.

And Xuan Wei, who was slammed by Li Wanwan, just stared blankly at the backs of the two of them leaving, pouted with some grievances, lightly tugged on Zhan Hanjue's sleeve, and said:

"Dad, did I say something wrong to make Miss Ling unhappy?"

"Why do I think she's in a good mood?"

Early this morning, Zhan Hanjue and Ling Mo complained that they were kissed and hugged by Qin Beiming, and almost died of depression on the spot, Ling Mo laughed quite happily.

He really didn't see where Ling Mo was unhappy.

She was just too lazy to deal with Xuan Wei, too lazy to greet her with a smile.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive."

Xuanwei originally planned to make Zhan Hanjue think that Ling Mo was targeting her deliberately, but she didn't expect Zhan Hanjue to be unreasonable, so she had to calm down and reply sullenly.

Zhan Hanjue was noncommittal. After pondering for a while, he seemed to remember something important, and asked Tete:
"Which grade group are you going to go to?"

"I have almost learned the courses in the first and second grades by myself. I think I should be able to keep up with the progress of the key classes in the third grade."

"you sure?"

Zhan Hanjue was deeply suspicious of this.

As far as he knew, Xuanwei had been working as a nurse in an orphanage since she graduated from junior high school.

Even after self-studying the courses of senior one and senior two, it should be difficult to keep up with the progress of the key classes of senior three.

Xuan Wei nodded heavily, and said with great certainty:

"I like reading very much. I believe that I will be able to integrate into Class A of the third year of high school in a short time. Unfortunately, Ms. Ling doesn't like reading very much and has been at the end of the class F. Otherwise, I really want to be a classmate with her. "

Hearing this, Zhan Hanjue instantly became angry.

Her precious girl, how can others make irresponsible remarks?

He felt that Ling Mo's actions were quite righteous.

He obviously has the ability to counterattack and become the number one in the list, but he does not forget his classmates. On weekends, he worked overtime to make a detailed plan for the classmates to check for omissions and fill in vacancies.

Seeing that Zhan Hanjue didn't speak up, Xuanwei realized that her words might be too radical, so she added hypocritically:
"When I catch up with the progress of the key class, if I have time, I will definitely help Miss Ling with her homework."

(End of this chapter)