I Loaded the Healing System

"It's nothing, I was bitten by a mosquito just now." Zhao Qingyu blushed, pinched Shen An quietly with her small hands, and explained softly.

Mosquito?

The driver was a little puzzled, the windows were closed and the air conditioner was turned on.

Mosquitoes are so powerful these days?

Zhao Qingyu's strength was neither light nor heavy, it was like scratching an itch for Shen An.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he teased her belly button more and more wantonly.

The tip of his tongue brushed over her flat belly, and he could faintly taste the fragrance on her skin with his sense of taste.

Zhao Qingyu bit his lip, enduring the throbbing from his body.

She didn't dare to speak out, but she didn't really want to push Shen An away.

Under such torment, the driver had already bypassed the gate of the school and came to the entrance of the North District.

He stopped and said softly, "Miss, we're here."

Zhao Qingyu patted Shen An on the shoulder as if he had received an amnesty: "Get up quickly, we're here!"

Shen An was a little bit reluctant, and wanted to continue coveting for a while, so he replied in a confused voice: "Is it there?"

"Ah."

She carefully opened her knitwear, and then without giving Shen An any chance, she directly grabbed his ear and squeezed him tightly.

After Shen An sat up, she pressed the barrier button in the back row to let the barrier drop slowly.

When the driver looked back, Shen An and Zhao Qingyu were already sitting on the side of the car, respecting each other as guests.

The reactions of both were quite amusing.

Shen An looked at the car window on the left, while Zhao Qingyu stared at the car window on the right, trying hard to create an illusion that nothing happened between the two of them along the way.

When the driver saw the red glow on Zhao Qingyu's cheeks that couldn't be concealed, he secretly laughed in his heart.

"It's already here, do you need me to help you carry your luggage in?"

The driver is very responsible.

In other words: he is deliberately providing assists.

"No, he can take it." Zhao Qingyu poked Shen An.

"Yes, I'll take it, I really troubled you along the way." Shen An quickly thanked the driver.

The driver grinned softly: "Where is it, I should trouble you, and let you take more care of our young lady."

He is an old man of the Zhao family for many years. To some extent, although he is Zhao Qingyu's personal driver, he is also Zhao Qingyu's elder.

What's more, not everyone can be a private driver.

In ancient times, those who acted as bodyguards and chariots for the patriarch were often the most caring confidants.

So he didn't cross the line when he said this, on the contrary, there was a faint sense of recognition of Shen An in it.

Shen An and the driver looked at each other and smiled, showing a smile that only men can understand.

Zhao Qingyu blushed extremely, and shouted shyly: "Get out of the car!"

"Good good."

Shen An opened the car door and got out of the car first.

He stretched as soon as he got out of the car, looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, he hesitated.

And Zhao Qingyu followed closely behind, seeing the hesitation in his eyes, she said lightly: "This is the entrance to the North District."

"North District~" Shen An suddenly understood, and said with a light smile, "I was thinking of sneaking out from the North District to take a look."

"Oh I see."

He looked around and found that the scenery here was completely different from the northern part of the school.

This side is more like a private residential area.

"Get your luggage quickly."

Zhao Qingyu urged angrily.

"Hey, can you let me have a rest?" Shen An muttered, while consciously running to the trunk, and took down both of their luggage.

Then the two waved to the driver and watched the driver go away.

When the car disappeared over the corner and disappeared, Shen An remained still and touched his chin.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyu kicked him on the leg with a jio: "Let's go."

Shen An turned her head: "Can you be gentle?"

Zhao Qingyu sneered, hugged his chest and said calmly to Shen An: "I've never been so gentle to a person, especially to a shameless and nasty bastard."

Well, indeed.

Pulling Zhao Qingyu's suitcase and carrying his own backpack, Shen An and Zhao Qingyu passed the entrance and returned to the school's apartment area.

"Where do you live, sister?"

Shen An asked.

Zhao Qingyu stopped when he walked to the school's apartment area, and pointed to the building next to him.

"It seems a little far away."

Shen An narrowed his eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, this building should be the farthest one in the student housing area, right?"

"Wouldn't it be better to be far away? It's pretty quiet."

Zhao Qingyu pouted.

"Okay, as long as you like senior sister, you can live anywhere." Shen An chuckled, and then entrusted Zhao Qingyu with the luggage in his hand.

Zhao Qingyu didn't move at all, just looked at him silently.

She didn't say a word, but the eagerness in her eyes was self-evident.

Shen An sighed, so he had no choice but to continue pulling the suitcase and accompany Zhao Qingyu into the apartment.

The elevator went up and stopped on the thirteenth floor.

Afterwards, Zhao Qingyu stepped out and stopped directly at the door of the first room.

1301. . .

Shen An secretly clicked his tongue, Zhao Qingyu's house number was exactly the same as Xu Yijing's.

Both of them live in Room 1301.

Is it a coincidence?

But if it was just a coincidence, how could even the door decorations be exactly the same?

Zhao Qingyu asked with a half-smile, "Does it look familiar?"

"A little."

Shen An said softly: "If I didn't know that this is not Building D, I would have thought it was my apartment."

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "That's not your apartment, it's Xu Yijing's."

"Uh, where do I live too."

"You're just borrowing."

"That's also living in 1301."

"Well, it sounds like you quite like it." Zhao Qingyu grinned coldly.

"No." Shen An quickly shook his head: "It's not up to me to decide. For me, it would be nice to have a place to live."

"I thought I was going to live in a dormitory."

"Then let you choose now, do you want to live in an apartment or a dormitory?"

Zhao Qingyu hid the knife secretly, and asked Shen An a question to make a choice.

Shen An chuckled, and said perfunctorily, "I've been living here for a month now, can I still move to the dormitory?"

"Who said it can't be done?"

Zhao Qingyu's eyes are not only full of charm, but also very agile.

Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she was able to see through Shen An's thoughts even more.

"If you want to live in a dormitory, I can arrange it for you."

Zhao Qingyu took a step forward and pinched Shen An's chin: "How about it? Do you want it?"

"I... I'm a little socially afraid. I'm afraid I won't get along with my roommates."

"Oh, are you socially afraid?" Zhao Qingyu laughed as if he had heard some big joke: "You live with your roommate now."

"Or do you like your current roommate very much?"

"Sister, why don't we talk about it next time." Shen An changed the subject.

"next time?"

Zhao Qingyu frowned, she heard the meaning of leaving in Shen An's words: "Didn't you say that you would leave your footprints in every house of mine?"

"I would love to, but I'm kind of tired right now."

Shen An bowed his head, looking tired.

"I have a bed at home."

Zhao Qingyu spoke extremely boldly: "And it's very big."

She stepped forward and rubbed Shen An's face, with a seductive tone: "It's very comfortable for two to sleep."

hiss.

Shen An took a step back secretly: "Let's change another day, another day must be."

"At least go in and have a cup of tea." Zhao Qingyu pursed his lips and said, "Otherwise, someone will hate me for being stingy."