Chapter 290: 290: It's too warm

"...We must all become better selves, that's what he said to me." Jiang Lingzhi finally concluded.
"This is too..." Fu Baixue thought for a long time, but didn't think of a suitable adjective.
"It's too warm."
Fu Baixue couldn't help but sigh, and then asked again: "Didn't I hear that he is the boss of your school, and the last time I saw it, he seemed very arrogant and unimaginable..."
"Can you tell me something so warm?"
Fu Baixue felt that it was really impossible to look like a person: "Then you said, he didn't kiss you, why is this?"
Jiang Lingzhi tucked his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "He seems to be holding it all the time."
Fu Baixue heard this conclusion for the first time, and asked curiously: "What to endure?"
"I can't bear to kiss me, it seems..." Jiang Ling thought for a while, and found a less accurate expression: "I'm afraid I will get hurt."
Fu Baixue felt that she was forcibly fed by a handful of dog food, and couldn't help but slurp twice: "Xing Ba, then you are a good man at the same table."
Jiang Ling knew: "..."
Jiang Ling knew a little unnaturally, "But, he bit my neck, what kind of hobby do you think he is?"
Bite your neck?
Fu Baixue raised her eyebrows and pulled off her collar to take a look. There were several ambiguous red marks on her collarbone.
Fu Baixue's smile gradually wretched, "Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk, then I think that just biting the neck is the ultimate goal."
"..."
Fu Baixue patted her shoulder: "You have to be mentally prepared."
"..."
"Pray for your coming-of-age ceremony, come later."
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Fu Baixue also went to school tomorrow. She didn't stay overnight. After chatting with Jiang Lingzhi for a few days, she left soon.
Jiang Lingzhi took a bath in the shower room, wearing a nightdress, standing in front of the bathroom mirror and glanced.
There are a few pieces of dark red on the collarbone.
It is the trace he left.
When he approached, she shuddered uncontrollably.
The trembling that came from the depths of the soul tore her reason.
Jiang Lingzhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
It's over.
She was poisoned.
He was hit by a poison called Li Shunan.
Can't solve it.

The next day.
Jiang Ling knew that he arrived at school at seven in the morning.
There is no teacher in their morning classes, and they are all supervised by class leaders.
Occasionally, English listening will be played, and everyone will follow along.
After a morning self-study get out of class, the same table did not come.
A class representative came to collect the homework: "Hand in the test paper."
Jiang Lingzhi took out the test paper from his schoolbag and handed it in.
No one dared to say a word about the homework of the boss, facing an empty table, he just jumped over.
Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the empty seat next to him.
Did you drink too much yesterday and can't get up today?
She was absent.
However, Li Shunan occasionally does not come to morning reading classes.
After the first class in the morning, the same table still did not come.
Jiang Lingzhi was wearing a school uniform jacket with the zipper pulled to the top, which was tightly shielded.
She took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag and sent a message.
When the class bell rang, Jiang Lingzhi put the phone back into the table hole.
Soon, the morning passed, the tablemate still didn't come, and there was no movement on the phone.
Finally got up to the lunch break.
Jiang Ling knew that he didn't want to wait any longer, so he called.
The bell rang for a long time, and was not picked up until it was about to cut off automatically.
"Ok?"
The teenager uttered a syllable, and he could hear a heavy nasal sound.