love across the three realms

Chapter 530 No.20 Chapter 1 ① Isn't it a duel? ([-])

He Xing, who went to the hospital to see the letter and Xiaoshishi, returned to school again.

Xin woke up once in the morning, but when she went, he had fallen into a deep sleep again, but the doctor had assured her that his body functions were gradually recovering and he would wake up soon.

As for Xiao Shisi, when he saw her, his expression was a bit of judgment. Although she couldn't find out why, the child's expression always made her worry.She decided to talk to Xiao Xichong as soon as possible.

Lu Qing was a little surprised when he saw He Xing, but he still put on a smile: "Teacher He, isn't today a rest?"

"Huh?" He Xing gave a blank expression.

"Mr. Luo personally called and asked for a day off for you." Lu Qingyan's eyes behind the lens had a slight smile, as if he could see through everything.

He Xing's face turned red, this wind, I'm afraid no one would know that they spent the night together?Why call in person to ask for leave for her.

Probably seeing He Xing's embarrassment, Lu Qing changed the subject empathetically: "Since Mr. He is here, why don't you help me send this list to the principal's office, some of the information is not complete, please help the principal Think back."

"Okay." He Xinger hurriedly took the documents, and ran out of the office as if escaping, thank God she had something to do, otherwise she would really be uncomfortable facing Lu Qing.

After handing over the documents to the principal's office, the principal swiped his pen and asked He Xing to go to the school director who had been in the school for the longest time and had the oldest qualifications after some contemplation.So He Xing went back and forth in the school like a messenger, and hurried past all morning.

Finally sat down, drank a cup of hot Guozhen, and He Xing, who was holding a plate of assorted fried rice, hissed. He took out his mobile phone to play with, and couldn't help locking a phone number with his soft fingertips. Low smirked, thinking about calling him and reminding him not to forget to eat when he gets busy.

At this moment, a slender hand supported her shoulder: "Xinger."

He Xinger's hand trembled, and the phone almost dropped, but that beautiful hand stretched out in time to catch her call.

(End of this chapter)