Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 407 The Lost Heroine Is Disqualified in Love (18)

Han Enchen fell ill, it is said that he had a high fever.

I don't know who spread the news, but it was said that he didn't eat or drink when he went home yesterday, and suddenly fell ill like a mountain, crushing a good man.

But Gu Ling really felt that his illness was a bit strange.

She was fine on the way back yesterday, and she had the strength to bully her, why did she suddenly have a high fever?

Normally, she would definitely go to Han Enchen's house with a shy face to eat and drink, but——

This time she hesitated for a while, but decided to go to Han Enchen's house to visit him out of love for her classmates, and eat and drink along the way.

It would be even better if we could finalize the nature of yesterday's sunset kiss by the way.

The so-called being upright is not afraid of the shadow slanting, if you do bad things, you have to carry people behind your back.

Therefore, Gu Ling went to Han Enchen's home to visit her illness instead of following the crowd. She deliberately wandered around the playground for half an hour, and then went to the supermarket in front of Han Enchen's community to procrastinate for a while before wandering around in the sunset came to that door.

Strangely, the switch she was staring at gradually turned into Han Enchen's face, and then expanded into his red lips that made girls jealous.

She pressed it down cruelly, and someone answered after a while.

At the moment when the doorknob was turned, countless ways of greeting flashed through Gu Ling's mind, but when the door really opened, she just yelled in Su Xiaobai's usual carefree style.

"You're lucky to be alive!"

It turned out that the one who opened the door was an aunt who should be in her forties, but looked much younger than her age.

Gu Ling immediately faltered, and stammered, "Ah... Hello, Auntie, my name is Su Xiaobai..."

Her voice was softer than a mosquito, and Mother Han was so cute by the contrast between her front and back, she let her into the house very enthusiastically.

"It's Chenchen's classmate, come in, orange juice or milk?"

"Everything is fine, thank you, Auntie."

"Hey, sit down first, I'll call Chenchen down."

Mother Han poured her a glass of iced orange juice, but Gu Ling felt hot while holding it.

Looking at the room full of snack bags, cups, and Mama Han who was busy again because of her arrival, Gu Ling's little fists couldn't help crinkling.

These guys won't eat up all the snacks!
"I thought you weren't coming."

Just as she was gnashing her teeth, a voice with a strong nasal voice sounded behind her, so thick that Gu Ling almost didn't recognize it.

In fact, she really didn't recognize it, even if she turned around and saw the deity, she almost didn't recognize it.

The Han Enchen you usually see is wearing a clean and fresh white shirt and a loose school uniform. The smile in the corner of his eyes will mess up your mood if you don't pay attention.

And now in front of her is this middle-aged man with hair like a newly built bird's nest that was too late to repair, wearing an old man's sweater, floral pants, and flip-flops—who is it?

If it weren't for his slender fingers to wipe the blue stubble on his chin, he said with a flat smile:
"What? I didn't expect my young master to have such a slovenly charm."

Gu Ling would definitely suspect that the person in front of her was Han's father.

Seeing Han's mother giving her a look of resentment, Gu Ling put away the disgust in her eyes in time, and moved her body a little to the side.

Han Enchen sat down beside her, took her glass of orange juice without saying a word and began to drink.

Gu Ling was a little thankful that she didn't take a sip first, otherwise she had another ambiguous indirect kiss, would she still be alive?

But looking at Han Enchen's slightly trembling Adam's apple, she couldn't help swallowing, and she swore that she was rejoicing rather than regretting it.

When she came back to her senses, Han Enchen was already watching her from left to right, almost laying on top of her.

Seeing him like this, Gu Ling couldn't help reaching out and hitting him: "Be respectful, don't touch me."

Han Enchen was sure that she really came alone, and couldn't help but sigh: "Didn't you bring me any condolences?"

That boldness is matched with his little green beard, not to mention how vicissitudes it is.

The uncle who pasted the film under the entire bridge.

(End of this chapter)