Chapter 992: Plant you in my heart (2)

This is the first time that Mu Yanzhu has seen someone go out wrapped in a quilt. He burst into laughter, "Are you stupid?"
Jiang Qingchi sniffed. Because of a cold, his double eyelids turned into triple eyelids. At first glance, they were wrapped in a quilt and almost became a ball...
"Extremely uncomfortable."
"Well, I know, I made the soup for you, take it back and drink it."
Putting the thermos bucket in his arms, Jiang Qingchi sniffed again, his voice hoarse, "Isn't the dormitory forbidden to use electrical appliances? What did you do?"
"I met a kind uncle who was given to me."
"Is it free?"
"Ang, it's free, the uncle is kind."
Mu Yanzhu didn't say that she spent five hundred dollars on this insulator. There is no way, the school stuff is expensive and it's still a pit!
Jiang Qingchi glanced at her, "Daughter-in-law, I won't have classes for the next few days, I will rest in the dormitory."
"Yeah! Get better soon!"
"I am mainly afraid of infecting you."
"I know, you have a good rest."
This is the little prince she planted in her heart, and the roses in the greenhouse are more delicate than roses.
Thinking of what Li Huan had just said, Mu Yanzhu no longer had any complaints in his heart, so he hugged Jiang Qingchi through the quilt, "Jianghe, I don't regret liking you."
After speaking, I ran away, with both hands in the creaking nest. I just stood here and my feet were numb.
Jiang Qingchi watched her back, hooked the corners of her mouth, holding the soup from his wife, and happily went back to the dormitory.
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The boy recovered quickly. Jiang Qingchi drank the soup for two days. The cold was better and he didn't take any medicine.
I can finally see my wife.
Not to mention a lot of music, refreshed his hairstyle and wore a long black down jacket, wrapped tightly.
If you don’t wear a down jacket anymore, you catch a cold again, and then you can’t see your daughter-in-law again.
Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi wore couple style down jackets and walked with him hand in hand.
Xie Zijun came to face him.
He glanced at Mu Yanzhu, then left, his back was quite cold.
Mu Yanzhu turned to look at him.
It's strange why she didn't do the things she was sorry for Xie Zijun, but now she feels guilty.
The next second his head was severely twisted back.
"Don't look at him!"
"By now, don't you still suspect that we have a leg?"
"I don't doubt you," Jiang Qingchi snorted, "but that kid's heart for you is terrible, and I can't slack off now."
"Oh."
"Hey-are you guilty of that kid?"
Mu Yanzhu was taken aback.
"You can see this?"
When did his eyes become so fine?
"Heh, this is the cleverness of that kid's methods, deliberately showing a look of loneliness, making you feel guilty towards him, every time you see him, you will feel sorry for him, ah, let me wipe it."
As he said, Jiang Qingchi kicked the trash can with his hands on his hips, and he was almost mad at thinking about it.
"This kid's rank is not generally high. Fortunately, his opponent is me. If I want to dig into the corner of Laozi, I have no chance in this life."
Mu Yanzhu can be regarded as conquering him, why is he so narcissistic, and he has such a big brain.
"Let's go, let's eat!"
Jiang Qingchi didn't move, stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Yanzhu's face, it hurts, she patted his hand, he smiled and let go.
"You said, who is handsome, Xie Zijun or I?"
"You handsome……"
"Perfunctory."
"You are handsome, this is undoubtedly an obvious fact, are you satisfied, young master?"
"Well, go to dinner!"
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
It's hard to serve.

There was a basketball game in the afternoon, and Jiang Qingchi was the main player in the Finance Department.
Looking around, the other team members were wearing thin jerseys, even shorts. Only Jiang Qingchi was wearing a down jacket. The game was about to begin. Li Huan asked him to take off his clothes, but he refused.
"Go, my wife won't let me take it off!"
"It's hot to play basketball. With such thick clothes, can you shoot in?"
"Lord, even if he is wrapped in iron, he is better at playing than you."
by!
Li Huan didn't care about him, he was a narcissist.
Although there is this capital, but can't it converge? I don't know who is following this temper.
Two groups of players, Jiang Qingchi is the captain of the red team, and the blue team is coming soon, and the captain is Xie Zijun.
"Hey?" Li Huan shouted at the person next to him, "Why is Xie Zijun on another team?"
"Follow him, traitor."
Jiang Qingchi came onto the court wrapped in a down jacket.
Some young girls off the court had their eyes straightened, only looking at Jiang Qingchi, the boy in the clothes pole, tall, handsome, and good-looking haircut, all the fashions are on Jiang Qingchi's body, except that he didn’t get pierced ears, he could say Have all the characteristics of a new generation of male gods.
"Hey, President Chi, take off your coat!"
Several teammates were persuading him.
"Don't persuade him, he is stubborn." Li Huan said with a strange yin and yang.
Jiang Qingchi glanced at them sideways and packed up the votes, "Don't worry, I won't let our team lose."
Several people believed him and said nothing more.
Wearing a down jacket, Jiang Qingchi's action was one-third slower than usual. However, the opponent's team except Xie Zijun was all scum. It was not so much a duel between the two teams, but rather a duel between him and Xie Zijun.
Xie Zijun got on the bar with Jiang Qingchi.
Wherever he goes, he also goes wherever he goes. He wants to shoot and he stops.
In the first half, Jiang Qingchi endured not worrying about him.
In the second half of the game, Xie Zijun ran into him directly, and the young master became angry all of a sudden. He lost a basketball to Xie Zijun without saying anything.
"Can you play? Captain of the red team?"
Xie Zijun snorted and picked up the ball. "It's you who can't play."
"Don't force me to beat you, my daughter-in-law doesn't like to watch me move rough."
I don’t know which word irritated Xie Zijun. Xie Zijun hooked the corner of his mouth, walked over, and put his toes on Jiang Qingchi’s ears:
"Jiang Qingchi, I have the ability to let you two break up once, and I have the ability to let you two separate a second time."
"Why do you say it again?!"
Jiang Qingchi, who has a quick temper, can tolerate everything, and he can't stand the breakup with Mu Yanzhu.
He grabbed Xie Zijun by the collar and pulled him fiercely in front of him. His slender eyebrows were lightly raised, with the domineering and unruly self-righteousness, "I have already seen through you what essence you are, male junior, you Don’t you see me?!"
Xie Zijun brushed away his hand in silence.
"You have been apart for ten days, and the person by her side is me."
"So what? I won't be separated from her anymore."
"We kissed." Xie Zijun shrugged and said suddenly, "it was during the time you broke up."
"I think you are looking for death--!"
Fist passed.
Calmness and reason are both Sima, if he doesn't beat this male to death today, his surname will not be Jiang!
"Hey, Mr. Chi-well!"
Li Huan and a few classmates came to pull, but couldn't help it. Jiang Qingchi pushed them away impatiently, stepped on Xie Zijun, and gave him several punches.
Damn, I've seen him displeased long ago!
In the past ten days, this villain who digs the wall has his heart for killing him! Today he took the initiative to find something!
"What are you doing? Are you playing basketball or fighting?!"
The patrolling school leader came over.
Jiang Qingchi just let go of his hand. Before the hostility of that body was gone, his eyes were still red, bloodthirsty, gloomy, and cold.
The school leader stood with his hand: "Which school do you belong to which class?"
Jiang Qingchi pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing.
Xie Zijun sipped the blood in his mouth without making a sound.
"You two, college students, are you still fighting with middle school students? Come over to the dean's office at noon!"
Jiang Qingchi: "..."
Xie Zijun: "..."
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At the same time, Mu Yanzhu was in the tutor's office, busy with a few classmates about his graduation thesis. The video of Jiang Qingchi's fight was filmed by the lively off-site audience, and it was posted on the Internet, and it was all over the campus.
Mu Yanzhu's mobile phone kept vibrating, took a moment to take a look and saw the video.
The brain, which had just turned rapidly, was stunned.
"Teacher, sorry, I want to go to the bathroom now."
"go Go--"
The instructor waved his hand to let Mu Yanzhu go.
Mu Yanzhu watched the video as he walked and watched it intact.
I have to say that now that the technology is advanced, the pixels of mobile phones are also high, and the ruthlessness, extreme anger on Jiang Qingchi's face, and the posture of fighting are all clearly photographed.
Mu Yanzhu rushed to the playground, Xie Zijun with a wound on his face continued to play basketball with a depressed look.
Looking back at Jiang Qingchi, there was nothing on his face.
Mu Yanzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought he would be battered.
When the game was over, Jiang Qingchi turned his head and saw Mu Yanzhu, his eyes narrowed twice, "Daughter-in-law..."
Mu Yanzhu came over.
"Oh, my face hurts so much!" Xie Zijun rubbed his face and grinned.
Jiang Qingchi can't wait to seal his mouth, can he die without speaking? !
Until Mu Yanzhu stood in front of him
He glanced at her deeply, as if seeing the disappointment in her eyes, his heart ached.
Perhaps in her eyes, it is wrong for him to use brute force, she said before, don't just know to fight like a child, anyway, he is a child.
Don't open his eyes, Jiang Qingchi turned silently and wanted to leave, not wanting to be criticized by her in front of so many people. He wanted face.
In the next second, his hand was held by Mu Yanzhu.
"where are you going??"
"..."
"Are you not hurt?" Mu Yanzhu asked again.
Jiang Qingchi shook his head silently.
She nodded, "Then let's go, I heard that you are going to be talked to by the dean."
"Well, it's over at noon."
"Okay, I'll talk about this later."
Mu Yanzhu took Jiang Qingchi's arm and walked away.
Xie Zijun, who was standing still, was shocked.
why? why?
Shouldn't Yimu Yanzhu's temperament question Jiang Qingchi, why did he fight again? What happened this time?
Xie Zijun's brows frowned.
Jiang Qingchi and Mu Yanzhu walked away, and she let him go.
"Don't you blame me?"
She didn't say anything, making Jiang Qingchi feel unsure.
Seeing his cautious look, strangely cute, Mu Yanzhu smiled.
"When I came, I watched the video and asked the people around me what happened. Although you are savage, you are not an unreasonable person. You can see from the video that he provoked you first."
"Well, wife..."
Jiang Qingchi was so touched. His language is not good. This kind of touch can't be described in words. He can only hug Mu Yanzhu and use practical actions to prove his mood.
"I thought you would blame me for being immature."
"I'm not your mother, I always blame you for what you do."
"Hehe."
After holding her for a long time, she reluctantly released her.
"Xie Zijun said you two kissed."
"He said you believe it?" Mu Yanzhu asked back.
Jiang Qingchi shook his head and said the truth: "I'm just angry but he uses you to stimulate me."
"No kiss, never, the first kiss is yours."
Mu Yanzhu responded word by word.
In this way, Jiang Qingchi's heart can be regarded as completely relieved, and his slightly twisted brows also flattened out.
Just staring at her, I feel like her more, my heart is sweet and joy.
Regardless of being on campus, he leaned over to kiss her, and Mu Yanzhu first raised his hand to cover his mouth.
"Buy a fruit basket at noon and send it to Xie Zijun as a gift."
"What are you doing? Didn't you say I was right?" Jiang Qingchi frowned again.
"I know you're right, does anyone else know? You moved your hand first, and Xie Zijun didn't fight back. We can't just sit back and be criticized."
"..."
Right.
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "I'll buy it, and then let Fatty Li send it to him, so I won't go to their dormitory."
"Okay, there is also the question of seeing the dean. What if the dean wants to discipline you?"
"Should... Maybe not."
Jiang Qingchi was a little flustered, and he stammered.
He is not afraid of being punished. The key is that if the punishment is discovered by Jiang Beiyuan, he will be over.
His family can ignore everything and adopt a stocking policy against him, provided that he can't cause trouble in school!
Mu Yanzhu raised his wrist and looked at the table below.
"In this way, let's have dinner together at noon. We will talk about it slowly. Now I have to go back and get the paper."
"You haven't finished it yet."
"Nonsense, I lied to the teacher that I came to the playground in the bathroom."
"Then you come up quickly."
Jiang Qingchi squatted down in front of her, the posture was to go to the teacher's office building on his back, while swearing to pat his shoulder, "I ran fast, and I will send you there in two minutes."
"No! What a shame."
Mu Yanzhu gave him a push, and then left on his own.
Jiang Qingchi watched Mu Yanzhu's figure, and the phone rang. It was a call from San'er.
"San'er, what's up?"
"You were caught in a fight."
"Fuck it? You installed a bug on my body???"
"Well, it's in your heart, you can check it now." San'er calmed down.
Jiang Qingchi was really stupid. He opened the zipper of the down jacket, touched his heart from the neckline, and tentatively moved gently.
Hiss... nothing unusual.
"Hurry up, your kid, how did you know?"
"I followed your school's forum, and you are a celebrity again."
Jiang Qingchi's heart doubled, "Does that dad know about this?"
"I don't know at the moment." Jiang San'er's voice was very low.
"call."
Jiang Qing Chiwu took a selfie and slapped his heart, and he took a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Jiang Beiyuan still doesn't know.
"Don't tell Dad, I will settle this matter, and I won't be punished."
"If a punishment is to be imposed, I will notify our mother to pass. The school leaders also know Mrs. Jiang.
A sound of Mrs. Jiang is enough, because everyone in Zhicheng knows that Jiang Beiyuan has a treasure in his heart, that is, his wife, who is responsive to his wife and pampers to his bones.
Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi hummed, "Okay, you still want to be thoughtful."
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