After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Chapter 1387: School car overturned

Yan Ge slept for a long time.

For more than half an hour, she was finally awake.

Sitting up rubbing her eyes and seeing Zhao Ting sitting next to her, her bewildered gaze just became sober for a moment.

As she stood up to tidy her clothes, she walked out of the grove without turning her head.

Zhao Ting didn't move. He sat there for a long time until her back was no longer visible. Then he stood up and packed up her used disposables and put them in the school's trash can. Then slowly walked towards the classroom.

Back in the classroom, Yange seemed to be sitting at a table reading a book, but it was in a state of traveling away from the sky.

The original owner is a hegemon. This body is clever. As long as the original owner has a talent, the current song can make this point to ten.

After passing the book a little, she could remember it.

Someone poked her arm: "Did you have breakfast?"

It was Sinan, who was sitting beside her when she was talking.

Yan Ge nodded: "I ate at home."

Sinan stared at Yan Ge's eyes with dark circles: "Did you sleep well?"

Yange said, "Yeah," he sniffed and said, "It's a bit uncomfortable and I'm not feeling well."

Sinan immediately squeezed her hand: "Go, take you to the hospital."

"It's almost time for class." Yange hurriedly held him. "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

"The lesson is still important, you are stupid." Si Nan saw Yange pull the table and breathe, "I will carry you away if you don't leave."

Yan Ge persuaded for a moment and had to be led to walk outside the teaching room.

When I went out, I saw Zhao Ting entering the door.

Yan Ge whispered, "Do n’t pull me, you will be seen by the teacher."

"No matter what you say, believe it or not, I'll just hold you up."

Yan Ge reluctantly: "Actually I'm really not sick, but I can't sleep without insomnia."

"I believe in your evil."

...

The conversation between the two men went away.

Men and women in the classroom were whispering.

Zhao Ting walked to his seat expressionlessly and sat down.