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Chapter 292 Feng Ying Started to Notice Li Qing

When she was about to touch the two pieces of softness, Li Qing's brown eyes suddenly widened.

Feng Ying's movements of artificial respiration froze, it was embarrassing.

But the face is still faint.

Feng Ying's thin lips parted slightly, and Feng Ying asked indifferently, "Are you awake?"

Li Qing was already dizzy, but seeing Feng Ying's handsome face, she became even more dizzy.

Li Qing's current state is, where am I, what happened, why did Brother Ran kiss me.

"Uh, Brother Ran, you..." Li Qing hesitated to speak.

Feng Ying smiled lightly: "Brother Ran?"

Feng Ying looks very similar to Feng Ran, but he doesn't look the same when he smiles. Feng Ran's smile is wicked, and Feng Ying's smile is very gentle.

Almost instantly, Li Qing knew that she had misunderstood the wrong person, "You, you are Brother Ying?"

Li Qing and Feng Ying both grew up in Yang Ning, and there was only one year difference in age. Before Feng Ying disappeared, they met a few times.

And when Feng Ran was looking for Feng Ying before, he showed them a photo of Feng Ying and asked them to pay attention.

"You are Li Qing?" I haven't seen her for a few years, Li Qing hasn't changed much, Feng Ying probably recognizes her.

It's just that his temperament is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and he can't be warm to anyone except Fengran.

"You know me?" Li Qing was a little surprised.

In Li Qing's view, Feng Ying, like Feng Ran, is an idol.

There are only those schools in Yangning. When everyone was studying, they basically went to those schools. Li Qing and Feng Ying were the next class, and there was only one year difference between them.

When they were studying, Li Qing was a scumbag, Feng Ying was a top student, and he was very good at playing basketball. He was once the prince charming in the hearts of school girls.

His eyes looked gentle and melancholy, and the school girls secretly named him the Little Prince of Melancholy.

When she was studying, Li Qing also admired Feng Ying, a senior.

Li Qing was a little happy that she could be remembered by Feng Ying.

"Get up." Feng Ying's eyes turned into crescents, but his voice was cold.

Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and when she recovered, she found that she was still lying in Feng Ying's arms, and her face blushed immediately.

"I'm sorry." Sitting up too suddenly, Li Qing felt dizzy again.

"Afraid of me?" Feng Ying reached out to support her.

"No...no, just, just a little dizzy." Li Qing stretched out her hand to touch the back of her head, and then drew blood from her hand.

"Blood!" Li Qing's brown peach eyes widened in shock.

When Feng Ying thought she was going to faint from fright, Li Qing just said calmly: "Can you call 120 for me?"

"You are still as cute as before." Feng Ying burst out laughing, and said, "I'll see you off."

Back then Feng Ying liked photography very much, especially when he went to the beach and took pictures of his hometown, Yangning.

However, Li Qing's family is poor, and Li Qing has been self-reliant since she was very young.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, the girls next to her were chatting with boys and going shopping. Li Qing went to the beach to fish and dig sandworms every day after school.

Li Qing was thin and thin, Feng Ying once thought she couldn't catch fish, but every time she returned with a full reward.

There was even one time when a person diving in Yangninghai was caught in seaweed, and no one dared to go down to rescue him.

Li Qing was so small, she dropped her fishing net and dived directly, and rescued her with her bare hands.

From then on, Feng Ying began to notice Li Qing, and even held the first photography exhibition in her life based on Li Qing's photos.

The theme of that photo exhibition is beauty, as long as the human beauty of working women is shown.

(End of this chapter)