Su Mo shook her head, with tears in her eyes, and her lips turned white from the pain.
"The foot is sprained."
Su Mo said in a low voice.
Lin Chen quickly squatted down to help her check the injury, and found that her ankle was swollen a lot.
He immediately reported to the instructor and sent her to the infirmary.
On the way, Su Mo looked up at Lin Chen's resolute chin, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.
After coming out of the infirmary, Lin Chen sent her directly to the downstairs of the dormitory.
"Can you go up by yourself?"
Lin Chen asked.
Su Mo nodded:
"I can."
She paused, then continued:
"Thank you, Lin Chen."
Lin Chen smiled:
"It's my fault, if I hadn't chased you, you wouldn't have fallen."
Hearing what Lin Chen said, Su Mo became a little anxious, and said quickly:
"Do not blame you!"
Lin Chen froze for a moment.
Why did she react so strongly?
After recovering, Su Mo also felt that she was too aggressive, and quickly explained:
"I don't blame you, it's my own carelessness"
"Oh, I'm back!"
Leaving this sentence behind, she limped and fled into the dormitory building.
After finally reaching the second floor, she leaned on the window and looked downstairs, only to find that Lin Chen was gone, and a sense of loss suddenly filled her heart
More than ten days of military training passed quickly.
The boys in the class, except for Lin Chen, were all tanned several degrees.
Lin Chen, who was exercising on the treadmill in the villa gym, suddenly stopped.
[Beep! Congratulations to the host for triggering the plot task: treat Song Qingwan to dinner, and reward 30 shares of Jiacheng Company! ¡¿
Sitting on the bench, Lin Chen almost forgot that he still owed Song Qingwan a meal.
After all, it was because of her sunscreen that she avoided the fate of becoming a coal.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a prestige message to Song Qingwan.
Lin Chen: Sister, when are you free? I still owe you a meal.
Song Qingwan replied almost instantly: How about tomorrow at noon?
Lin Chen: Yes.
It just so happens that he doesn't have class all day tomorrow
The next day, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked downstairs in the girls' dormitory.
People passing by were all amazed.
"This car is too cool? It looks expensive!"
"This is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, nearly tens of millions!"
"Bull beep! Is this a rich young master waiting for a girlfriend?"
Lin Chen, who was in the driver's seat, sent a voice message to Song Qingwan, asking when she would come down.
As soon as the news was sent out, Song Qingwan was seen going downstairs.
Today's Song Qingwan seems to have dressed up specially. She is wearing a one-shoulder white dress, her hair is tied into a ball head, and her long beard and bangs hang down her cheeks, making her face even smaller.
As soon as she went downstairs, Song Qingwan saw the eye-catching Rolls-Royce Phantom, and walked directly towards this side.
Everyone around was stunned.
"What's the situation? So this car is waiting for Colonel Song to spend?"
"Didn't Song Dahua not fall in love? Could it be that he was taken down by the rich second generation of Rolls-Royce Phantom?"
"Sure enough, anything that doesn't fall in love is fake!"
Lin Chen also got out of the car and opened the door on the other side for her.
Song Qingwan hesitated to speak, but finally got into the co-pilot obediently.
This is her favorite car, I really want to drive it and try it out!
Seeing Song Qingwan looking at his driver's seat from time to time, Lin Chen asked:
"Senior sister, do you want to try it?"
Song Qingwan's eyes lit up:
"May I?"
Lin Chen nodded, got out of the car, and changed places with her.
Song Qingwan, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, was very excited. She kicked the accelerator, and the sound of the V12 engine exploded. Song Qingwan was so excited.??The face is red.
Lin Chen leaned lazily on the back of the seat, and teasingly said:
"I didn't expect my sister to be an old driver." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com