Chapter 1938 (1/2)

Just now, Fu Xiyao's forehead was hit by basketball. Now she was caught off guard and hit Ling Limu's chest. His chest was so hard and his beating strength was all male strength. It hurt her so much.

Ah.

Fu Xiyao gave a cry, and the painful tears fell down.

Ling Limu didn't expect that she hit her arms and her head reached his jaw. Now her soft hair rubbed against his jaw with fragrance.

Ling Limu was sluggish, and then looked at her with handsome eyes, ”classmate, are you okay?”

Fu Xiyao rubbed her forehead with her small hand, and the big and beautiful faces were twisted together. She looked at Ling Limu, ”Ling Xuechang, I'm not a classmate, I have a name, my name is Fu Xiyao!”

”Oh.”

Ling Limu answered indifferently.

He said - -- oh.

“…”

Fu Xiyao finally heard the familiar ”Oh”. She was really annoyed and liked it.

”Classmate, the infirmary is here. Go in.” Ling Limu pushes open the door of the infirmary and goes in.

……

Fu Xiyao's big bag knocked out of her forehead was handled. She and Ling Limu came out and stood in the corridor.

”Classmate, if it's all right, I'll go first.”

Fu Xiyao looked at Ling Limu. He looked indifferent and proud. At first glance, he was the kind of high cold Xueba male god.

He's leaving.

Fu Xiyao was a little frustrated. When she lived another life, she and his life trajectory changed. She didn't save him who sold himself to bury his mother, and his age was only one year older than her.

Although Ling Limu was infatuated in the last life because she saved him in her childhood, she didn't save him in this life, and she wasn't discouraged.

After all, Fu Xiyao is beautiful and beautiful. Since childhood, people around her like her and take care of her. She grew up in warmth and love all the way.

So fu Xiyao felt that she should easily let Ling Limu remember, but Ling Xuechang didn't want to say a word to her.

Fu Xiyao raised her red lips and said in a charming voice, ”Ling Xuechang, thank you this time. In order to express her gratitude, can I invite you to dinner?”

Ling Limu glanced at her, ”no, I don't have time.”

“…”

what?

He turned her down so simply and decisively?

This is really a big blow to Fu Xiyao.

Ling Limu turned and left.

Looking at his tall body, Fu Xiyao quickly ran up to him and blocked his way. ”Ling Xuechang, I don't invite you to dinner, so please invite me to dinner!”

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on Fu Xiyao Qiaoyan's small face, some funny, ”why should I invite you to dinner?”

Fu Xiyao pointed to his forehead, ”because I was hurt because of you.”

“…”

Ling Limu looked at her, ”what do you want to eat?”

”I'm not hungry today. I don't want to eat. When I want to eat, I'll find you. Bye, Mr. Ling!” Fu Xiyao turned and left.

Ling Limu stood and looked at her pretty shadow. The girl was pretty and pretty. It was obviously intentional. He was angry that he wouldn't invite her to dinner.

Her angry appearance is like a small animal with open claws, soft and lovely as snow hatching, and beautiful all over.

Ling Limu hooked her thin lips.

Then he looked down and landed on her skirt

Fu Xiyao left, but just a few steps, a low voice came from behind, ”classmate, wait a minute!”

Ling Limu stopped her.

Fu Xiyao smiled quickly. A pair of beautiful Jian pupils rippled with a broken and bright smile, but she flattened her lips and looked at him proudly like a beautiful peacock. ”Ling Xuechang, what do you want me to do?”