Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Jiang Han's face was somber, "I'm talking to Pan Mingyue, what are you doing..."

Qin Ran rolled his sleeves, squinting slightly at Jiang Han with a lazy gesture, and a low-pitched smile overflowed from his throat.

In an instant, goose bumps on Jiang Han's body all rose up, instinctively felt dangerous, her pupils shrank, and she took a step back and wanted to escape!

But the next second, before Jiang Han stepped back, the whole person was strangled by a huge force, pressed against the neck, and slammed against the wall. There was pain in the back.

There is almost no power in him.

Qin Ran touched Jiang Han with one hand, stretched his legs and kicked the other two girls to the ground, looked at the last girl, raised his eyebrows, and laughed: "How come, are you still here?"

At this age of girls and boys, there is no way to do anything. In Qin Ran's eyes, it's just a little trouble.

"Don't fight." Behind, someone pulled her sleeve.

It was Pan Mingyue who spoke.

Qin Ran didn't speak, but just lowered her eyes and looked at Jiang Han, who was resisted by her, with an expressionless expression.

Jiang Han's eyebrows came out with cold sweat, the girl in front of her face was expressionless, her hair was tied up, and a few strands of hair slipped to her side as she lowered her head, stopping at her mouth.

A pair of eyes is beautiful, but the eyes are stained with blood, making people look at each other and feel horrified.

After this change, everyone in the other dormitory almost knew.

Wu Yan was also a little scared, but she glanced at Jiang Han and others, and stood by the door and said: "Qin Ran, don't go mad, I'm going to find a ward..."

Qin Ran was impatient, she kicked the next door.

"boom--"

The door hit the wall and bounced back fiercely, with a loud noise.

Not to mention Wu Yan was afraid to speak, the whole floor was silent.

Qin Ran was a little taller than Jiang Han, let go of her hand against her neck, lowered her head slightly, held out two fingers and pinched Jiang Han's chin.

After a long while, in Jiang Han's horrified eyes, she let go of her hand and slowly put down her rolled-up sleeves.

Lin Siran got the mug again.

The bloodshot eyes were still there. Before leaving, she looked slightly, cynical, and looked at Jiang Han with a lazy smile: "Next time, take care of yourself."

She took the cup and walked to her bedroom. She was not in a hurry and was very polite. The last girl standing on the corridor like a frightened white rabbit jumped and gave way.

Almost all the girls in the corridor shrank to the door of the bedroom and watched her come in.

For a few minutes, the people on this floor had not come to a halt and were extremely quiet.

Lin Siran didn't see Qin Ran in the dormitory after taking a shower. She frowned and didn't see it in the Kaishui room until she came to the balcony.

Seeing Qin Ran sitting on the balcony with her back to her, her legs were swaying slightly.

Lin Siran was so scared that his heart almost stopped, "Ran Ran!"

Qin Ran had heard the sound long ago, and she slightly squinted, her eyes squinted like good, "What's the panic?"

An unlit cigarette was still biting in her mouth, shaking indifferently, the night soaking her eyebrows.

Lin Siran didn't react.

Qin Ran suddenly laughed in a low voice, she stretched out her hand, jumped back, threw the cigarette into the trash, "Go, go back to sleep."

Lin Siran touched his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, "Ran Ran, you are so good."

She refers to the matter tonight.

I have never seen it before. Some girls have taken Jiang Han to that extent.

Qin Ran walked to the bedroom with his hands behind his head and did not speak.

It took a long time for Lin Siran to hear her four words. It was cold and cold: "I am not a god."

Somewhere in Yuncheng.

Cheng Jun is holding a knife and studying the human model.

Just listen to Lu Zhaoying's panic push open the door of his studio, "Master Jun, Lord Jun, there are... there are..."

Cheng Jun turned around expressionlessly, the thin-cut scalpel aimed at Lu Zhaoying, slanting a glance, slowly: "You can afford to break my mannequin?"

Lu Zhaoying was silent.

Cheng Gongzi spent five million customized mannequins, even the blood vessels are simulated clearly. He can take out the money, but can he please help to customize the mannequin, just...

He paused and then said: "We are back..."

Cheng Jun withdrew his dagger, and the corner of his shirt brought a gust of wind, gently raising it. It was rare to be so violent, "Don't you say it early?"

Lu Zhaoying: "..."

Although it is the third year of senior high school, there is no make-up class for the first two-week break. In the past, it was made up, but since it was reported to the Education Bureau by a student’s parent, there has been no make-up class.

In these two days, Qin Ran was free except for a part-time job in a milk tea shop.

Early Saturday morning, Ning Qing called her several times in a row, but she didn't answer.

Qin Ran carried his backpack and went directly to the hospital to see Chen Shulan.

Chen Shulan lives in a hospital ward with special care. When Qin Ran went, her aunt was feeding soup to Chen Shulan.

Mu Ying sat on a chair on the side and played with the phone.

Mu Nan sat on the other side, holding a fruit knife to cut apples.

Qin Ran didn't go in immediately, but just stood outside the glass window and looked at Chen Shulan for a while.

Chen Shulan married her grandfather early, but gave birth to a child late, and the first child was born in her 30s.

Now she is close to eighty.

As people grow old, all organs begin to degenerate, and various diseases come out.

Ning Wei's leg Qin Ran has a way to face the birth and death of the natural world, and the aging of various organs, even Qin Ran seems powerless.

Qin Ran opened the door and entered, and Chen Shulan's spirit improved a lot.

"Ran Ran, I asked your mother to bring these things, you put it away." Chen Shulan's fingers were trembling and unstable. She drew a pile of paper from under the pillow and handed it to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran looked down, all of them were the musical notation that she was crumpled into a trash can.

Written casually.

She didn't expect her grandmother to pick it up and collect it well.

Seeing that she had no movement, Chen Shulan couldn't help but pull Qin Ran's hand into her hand. Chen Shulan was old and had a bad memory, but she still remembered how the teacher of the imperial capital looked at these musical notations at that time.

Like a gem.

If you change a parent, you must force your child to learn.

But Chen Shulan was different. Qin Ran was with her, and she would be happy not to get married, let alone such a trivial matter.

"Cousin, what's this?" Mu Ying saw Qin Ran coming, and put back her cell phone.

I just saw the paper.

Not yet clear.

Qin Ran rolled the paper and stuffed it into his school uniform pocket. "It's nothing."

She spoke lightly.

Although Mu Ying was curious, she didn't ask much, but it felt strange.

At noon in the hospital, Qin Ran went to work at the tea shop in the afternoon before she went back.

On Saturday, Qin Yu will come to the school to rehearse the violin.

There is a performance in Qin language on the school's anniversary.

On weekdays, drivers sent Qin language. This time, Lin Wan wanted to see the scene of Qin language, and she followed him. Ning Qing could only accompany her.

The car can enter the campus on Saturday.

Just when passing by the door, Qin Yu wanted to drink milk tea.

All three got out of the car.

The driver came down to queue for Qin Yu to buy milk tea.

Qin Yu took Lin Wan's arm and smiled and introduced to her the situation of No. 1 Middle School.

In the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang saw a familiar figure in the milk tea shop. Qin Yu seemed to be stunned for a while.

Lin Wan noticed that the Qin language was not right, "What's wrong?"

As she asked, she looked into her eyes.

"Mom, why is my sister here?" Qin Yu looked at Ning Qing.

Ning Qing has also seen it, her face is blue and purple, her lips are squeezed, her eyes strode to the milk tea shop with cold frost.

Qin Ran leaned against the bar, lowering his eyebrows, and put a cup of milk tea on the table without any hassle.

Ning Qing's fingers clenched tightly, she was carrying 30,000 bags, and her teeth were cut open: "Qin Ran, who are you going to show it to?"

Digression

Ning Qing, you said that she was bad, and she could not be called a villain. She just lived to understand, knew what she wanted, and took her interests too seriously, but she didn't like Qin Ran.Let me tell you this. Lord Ran knows that her grandmother is running out of time. She wants her grandmother to pretend to be harmonious for her grandchildren in the last days.

Lord Ran is very affectionate and has a clear love and hatred. Not to mention that Ning Qing came to Yuncheng for her grandmother, she was impatient, even if she gave her life for grandmother.Waiting for the grandmother to be gone, for a period of time, no one could control the repressed Ran Ye. As for Ning Qing, he stood by the side, and the status was even worse than Qiao Sheng.

The babies look at the article with God's perspective, and hope you use God's perspective to detect everyone's heart, they are all living people.

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