One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"Have you gotten used to it in the past few days?" Ling Qiong pinched the boy's fingers and played with them.

"Yeah." Sikong Wu nodded: "It's just that I haven't learned some content, and I can't keep up with it."

That's why he has to spend more time looking at the materials and making up those contents.

"You can ask me if you don't understand." Ling Qiong frowned slightly, "I'd be happy to answer it for you."

Sikong Wu: "...Thank you Miss."

Ling Qiong leaned closer, and sniffed the young man's shoulder with the tip of her nose, "I miss you so much, can I kiss you?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, remembering what she had said when he was hospitalized, and what Butler Ke had said, after a long while he murmured: "Are...here?"

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows, Zai Zai agreed?

You can go whoring for nothing! ?

Ling Qiong thought that she had obviously drawn a card, so it should not be considered a free prostitution.

"You don't want to be here, we can go out and find a place where no one is around to kiss later."

Sikong Wu gave a soft 'ah', and after a while lowered his eyes, he responded with a low voice.

Ling Qiong's mood suddenly fluctuated, Zai Zai is so obedient.

Ling Qiong eased the excitement in her heart, and tilted her head: "Want to dance?"

Sikong Wu looked towards the dance floor, "I'm not very good at..."

He is a servant, so he has no chance to participate in the dance, and he has never learned how to dance.

Lingqiong pulled him to the dance floor, "It's okay, I'll take you, it's very simple."

…

Su Ziyu came in alone without a female companion, but for a person like Su Ziyu, even without a female companion, no one dared to say anything.

Su Ziyu walked to the long table next to him and took a glass of wine, leaned to the side and took a couple of sips, before finally looking at the people on the dance floor.

Ling Qiong and Sikong Wu are very conspicuous, they both have the same clothes on their bodies, standing and dancing together is like a golden couple.

"Son and brother."

Su Zihe withdrew his gaze, looked at the person next to him, and asked calmly, "Have you not caused any trouble recently?"

"Brother Ziyu, how dare I." In front of Su Ziyu, Su Zhe put away all the sharp corners of his body, ignoring the hostility between his brows, and looked like a sensible brother next door.

Su Ziyu took another sip of his wine, and said casually, "I'll take you to see Tutor Cui in two days, don't lose your temper."

Su Zhe's eyes lit up, "Thank you son and brother."

Although Su Zhe has 3S mental power, entering Imperial College is still the same as other freshmen.

But with Su Zihe's introduction, he can learn a lot in advance.

Su Ziyu didn't want to take care of Su Zhe, but the Su family... was a bit annoying.

"Brother Zi and you, look at that Sikong Ying." Su Zhe saw the people on the dance floor, and the contempt in his eyes was overflowing, "He even said he liked you, and now he is dancing with others and laughing so happily."

A person like her is simply not worthy of Zi and brother.

Besides having a good life experience, what else does she have?

Su Ziyu glanced at him, "Go back and practice more if you are so free."

Su Zhe: "..."

Su Zhe was a little afraid of Su Ziyu, so naturally he didn't dare to say any more. He glanced over to the dance floor, his eyes full of knowledge, he didn't know what he was thinking.

…

It's true that Sikong Wu can't dance, but he learns quickly and masters the skills very quickly.

The lights on the dance floor changed with the music. At this time, the music changed from brisk to slow, and the light gradually dimmed. The people around gradually became blurred outlines.

Sikong felt that Lingqiong was very close to him, almost leaning against his arms. She has a faint fragrance on her body.

Sikong Wu's movements became slightly stiff, at this moment, someone bumped into him suddenly from behind, and Sikong Wu's body uncontrollably moved forward.

The light in front of him was dim, but the touch from his lips and the faint coolness made him forget to react, as if his brain froze at that moment.

Kiss...is it here?

Until Sikong Wu felt his lips being brushed lightly by something, the numbness and numbness flowed through his whole body like an electric current.

Ling Qiong tossed a little, making sure Zai Zai didn't intend to resist, then reached out to hug him, closed her eyes and kissed him.

The little girl's touch is light and light, like feathers, and like spring dew.

The music gradually came to an end, the light above his head gradually brightened, and at the same time that Sikong was in a daze, Lingqiong had already retreated.

Warm light shrouded the little girl's body, as if coating her with a holy halo.

At this time, she just tilted her head slightly, smiled slightly, and looked at her intently.

It was as if she was completely unaware of what happened in the dark just now.

Sikong Wu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he didn't mention what happened just now, but he didn't know what to say, so he just found an excuse to break the weird atmosphere, "Miss... I want to go to the bathroom."

Lingqiong is like an old father taking care of cubs, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, no need."

Ling Qiong didn't force it, she couldn't watch him every day, so she slowly let go of his hand, "Okay then."

Sikong Wu turned around and quickly left the crowd.

…

Sikong Wu didn't go to the bathroom, he turned around to find a place to get some air.

There are few people here, Sikong Wu is standing in the dark, occasionally someone passing by will not be able to see him.

At this moment, several people came over here.

Sikong Wu raised his eyes and looked over, he thought he was passing by, but those people came towards him.

Sikong Wu missed the opportunity to go out, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he had to stand further inside, wanting to wait for those people to leave before going out.

…

"There seems to be a fight in the back..."

"Why did the fight start, who fought with whom?"

"what's the situation?"

"I'm afraid it's crazy to do it at the orientation meeting. Where is the Imperial College?"

It's not that Imperial College can't fight. Formal sparring is allowed. If you initiate a challenge in front of everyone and the other party accepts it, it is a normal sparring.

But fighting in private is different.

Ling Qiong sat by and listened, not very interested, looking down at her newly made nails.

The conversation over there came intermittently.

"I guess it's a freshman?"

"Maybe it's a freshman, it seems that Sikong Wu is also there..."

Lingqiong's fingertips trembled, and then slowly clenched. She stood up, looked at the chatting people behind, and smiled, "Where did you say the fight was?"

Those few people were standing and chatting, and there happened to be a cover behind them, they didn't expect that there was a person sitting behind, it was Sikong Ying.

Several people were startled and took a step back.

Lingqiong: "..." Dad doesn't eat people.

One of them reacted the fastest, reaching out and pointing to the back.

"Thanks."

When they walked away, one of them pinched his companion, "Is that Sikong Ying?"

"...Yes... Right. Why are you pinching me!!" The companion gritted his teeth in pain.

"She said thank you to me..."

"..."

It's kind of magical.

They thought it was impossible for such a young lady to be defiant, and the word thank could not appear in her dictionary.

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

I will update it during the day, and compare my heart~