Running Away Hand In Hand With The Second Female Lead (MTL)

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The hospital was not close to the school. Qin actually took a taxi. Yesterday, the soles of his feet had blood stained. Qin managed to step on high heels and drag his tired body back to the dormitory. He hurriedly hurried or missed the bus home.

Qin unexpectedly glanced at Huang Ying, who was sleeping, Feng Jing had just opened the door for her, and when he saw Qin who was a little embarrassed, his eyes flashed with curiosity.

There is also an expected expectation.

Qin unexpectedly took a deep look at Feng Jing, packed up his things and went to the bathroom to take a bath. Hot water ran down his neck, slid across his waist, and dripped from the tattoos on his ankles. His feet were a bit painful. Day and night of hunger and exhaustion hit, Qin walked out of the bathroom and wiped his hair while sending a WeChat message to "Dad". He missed the car and may have to wait for the evening or tomorrow to go back.

The passenger flow on National Day is too large, and the bus that can go has been scheduled to leave in advance. When his hair was almost dry, Qin actually bought a piece of bread, dragged his suitcase to try his luck at the station.

She has always been a person who pays great attention to promises, especially for those who should care.

It was almost 11 noon when Qin arrived at the station. There were a lot of people at the station. Those who had tickets had no tickets, and the whole waiting hall was crowded with Wuyangyang. Qin had queued for nearly an hour, and finally got to the window but was told that he had no tickets. The most recent ticket is still the morning after tomorrow, so you can book directly online.

Qin unexpectedly glanced at the phone when the WeChat message came in. After a brief surprise, he hooked the corner of his mouth and started walking towards the drop-off point.

Qin dragged the suitcase to squeeze out. Many black car drivers saw such a bewildered beauty and hurriedly squeezed over to ask Qin whether he could fight the carpool. Qin shook his head politely and refused, but a fat middle-aged man was extraordinarily persistent. Follow her to the side of the road: "Hey beauty, let's do this, I will let you sit in the front row, and the air conditioner will only be turned on for you, how about it?"

His overly piercing gaze made Qin feel a little uncomfortable. Qin actually took a step back and gave him a cold look: "I said, I have a friend to answer it."

The man waved his hand: "Come on, a friend picked you up and left early. Uncle sees your face is not good. Did you quarrel with your boyfriend? It doesn't matter if you take your uncle's car. Uncle enlightened you as the person who came over..."

Before he finished his words, a Porsche supercar floated out of the corner. The roar stopped in his ears. The man was almost hit. He subconsciously wanted to yell at him. When he saw the other party's car logo, it wilted again.

Qin actually sneered at him: "Girlfriend, I didn't quarrel" and got into the car.

Qin actually put the suitcases away and glanced at Ruan Nan, the co-pilot. It may have been in a hurry. Ruan Nan didn’t wear heavy makeup today. He had a simple white shirt and jeans, and his hair was tied into a ponytail at random, clean and neat. . Qin actually fastened his seat belt and raised his eyebrows towards Ruan Nan from the mirror: "Thank you."

"No. I don't want to owe you favors. You take me to the hospital and I take you home. It's even." Ruan Nan replied coldly.

"Oh, that's it." Qin nodded thoughtfully, "In other words, as long as I do for you, you will definitely return it back, so it's not a debt of favor?"

Feeling that she was about to say something serious again, Ruan Nan directly put a pair of sunglasses next to her seat: "Stop! Are you tired if you haven't slept all night?"