School bully's girlfriend is super cute

Chapter 872 Ling Han, Let's Live Separately
Touching the girl's round toes, Zhan Linghan had already been distracted, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up at the charming thoughts.

However, in Qingyan's sight, she saw Zhan Linghan smiling thoughtfully.

Who is he thinking about?

Are you thinking about Leng Xue, or are you reminiscing about last night when he went out with Leng Xue?
Reason told Qingyan that Zhan Linghan and Leng Xue must have gone out last night for something serious, but Zhan Linghan, a straight man, didn't notice that Leng Xue liked him.

He even said that he wanted to teach Leng Xue how to cook porridge, and Qingyan had the urge to pull her foot out of the quilt and kick Zhan Linghan's face.

Zhan Linghan leaned over and approached Qingyan.

"Huh? Do you think I want to teach her how to cook porridge?" Zhan Linghan provoked her maliciously again when she couldn't get Qingyan's answer.

Qingyan bit her dry lower lip with her white teeth. Before she could respond to Zhan Linghan's words, Leng Xue came in with porridge, and Qingyan said to Zhan Linghan:

"Stop rubbing, go wash your hands."

Zhan Linghan froze for a moment, he obediently listened to Qingyan's words, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Leng Xue put the porridge on the bedside table, and she glanced in the direction of the bathroom.

"Please help me bring the porridge." The politeness that should be there is still there.

"No trouble." Leng Xue replied lightly, if it wasn't for Qingyan's coquettishly asking Zhan Linghan to carry her up, Zhan Linghan would still be able to serve the porridge free.

Zhan Linghan came out after washing his hands, sat on the bed with Qingyan, and directed him:
"feed me."

Leng Xue's face was covered with a thin layer of ice, "Miss Lantang is so weak that she doesn't even have the strength to eat by herself?"

He raised his face and said:
"Yeah, I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to raise my hand."

A certain nerve under the skin of Leng Xue's face twitched.

Zhan Linghan didn't speak, he sat by the bed, picked up a spoon to scoop porridge and fed it to Qingyan.

When he feeds her, he will put it on his lips and blow gently.

"Hot!" If Qingyan felt the porridge was hot, Zhan Linghan blew it again before feeding it into Qingyan's mouth.

Leng Xue brought the porridge, but she didn't leave, she stood aside and watched Zhan Linghan feed Qingyan, Qingyan stared at Leng Xue while eating the porridge, her eyes were clear and clear, looking at Leng Xue The emotions are straightforward.

Her odd-colored pupils seemed to be asking Leng Xue, "Why don't you leave?"

Leng Xue couldn't resist Qingyan's gaze, so she said:

"Arthur thinks that since you have a cold, you should be separated from Zhan Linghan. There are many spare rooms here, and one room can be spared for Zhan Linghan."

Having said that, Leng Xue felt that such a reason was not sufficient, so she added:
"Now is a critical moment. As Zhan Linghan is the main force of your side, he cannot be infected by the germs on your body. Miss Lantang, as a patient, you should try to minimize contact with others..."

There was no expression on Qingyan's face, "Ling Han, what do you think?"

"Ok?"

Qingyan threw the question to the other party, "I have a cold, I can't infect it to you, let's live separately~"

When Zhan Linghan heard Qingyan's words, his complexion was not very good for an instant...

Zhan Linghan restrained his emotions, and while feeding Qingyan, he said:
"It's not like you have some infectious disease, why should you be quarantined?"

Zhan Linghan was unwilling, and the expression on Leng Xue's face became stiff uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)