After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

This time the person asking the question learned his lesson and no longer asked if there was someone he liked. Instead, he directly asked if the person he liked was present.

Such a question can kill two birds with one stone: you can know if the other person likes someone and you can narrow the scope at the same time.

Ji Yinli's smiling eyes fell on the opposite side, and he admitted openly: "Yes."

This answer immediately made the scene boil.

It seems that the rumors in the school about Ji Yinli liking Wen Lier were true. After all, one of the parties involved has now admitted it.

Wen Li'er is not blind, and after Ji Yinli gave the answer, almost half of the eyes present were on her.

She could only pretend she didn't know, took the drink next to her, lowered her eyes and drank it quietly.

Unfortunately, in the next round, the bottle mouth turned to her. If the bottle was not out of control, Wen Li'er would even suspect that someone had deliberately done something to it.

"Mr. Wenlier, is the person you like here?"

Under the gossiping gaze of the crowd, Wen Lier gave a positive answer: "Not here."

These two simple words made the scene quiet for a moment.

The smile on Ji Yinli's lips faded, and the person who asked the question touched his nose in embarrassment.

I originally thought that it would help bring together a perfect match, but unexpectedly it backfired.

The situation now is very clear. Ji Yinli obviously likes Wen Lier, but although Wen Lier has someone she likes, that person is not Ji Yinli.

As the only person who knew the situation at the scene, An Qin felt that Ji Yinli was really pitiful.

But Ji Yinli was late, so she could only step out to warm up the crowd: "What are you all standing there for? Er Er has already answered. Is it time for the next round?"

Fortunately, there were many people present, and after a moment of awkwardness, the game started again and became lively again.

Gradually, Wen Li'er felt a little itchy.

First it was her arms, then her back, and then her neck. She scratched here and there, but it got more and more itchy. She felt something was wrong.

"Qinqin, I feel so itchy."

Wen Li'er pulled on the corner of An Qin's clothes and spoke to her in a low voice.

An Qin was playing dice with others just now and didn't pay attention to Wen Li'er. When she heard her words, she turned her head and found something. She was extremely surprised: "Er Er, why are there so many red rashes on the back of your neck?"

Wen Li'er pulled her sleeves up a little and found that there were a lot of red rashes on her arms.

She quickly realized what was going on. "I think I'm allergic."

An Qin immediately lost the mood to play and pulled Wen Li'er to get up. Ji Yinli on the opposite side noticed the abnormality at the first time.

"Sister Wen, what happened?"

An Qin said anxiously: "Er Er seems to be allergic, I have to take her to the hospital."

When Ji Yinli heard this, his expression changed instantly. He stood up and took two steps to Wen Li'er. As expected, he saw a lot of red rashes on the back of Wen Li'er's snow-white neck.

It's like the scattered red plum blossoms in the white snow, which are particularly dazzling.

"Can you still walk? I'll take her there."

Wen Li'er originally wanted to say yes, but when she stood up, she felt dizzy and swayed as if she was drunk. Fortunately, An Qin was there to support her.

Ji Yinli didn't say anything, he immediately turned around and squatted in front of her.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

"No need, senior, I'm fine..."

Before Wen Lier finished her words, An Qin pushed her forward and said, "Er'er, it's already this late, don't be polite. You can't even stand steadily, you can't delay any longer, please go to the nearest hospital, Senior Ji."

Wen Li'er staggered and fell on Ji Yinli's back. After holding her steady, Ji Yinli stood up quickly. However, while carrying the girl on his back, he felt that the girl was too light, like a feather, and he could hardly feel her weight.

Not daring to delay any further, Ji Yinli carried the person on his back and left steadily.

An Qin was just about to stop a passing taxi when suddenly a car horn sounded and a serial Maybach drove over and slowly stopped in front of him.

At first glance, An Qin felt that it seemed a little familiar.

Until the car door opened, she stepped out of the car with straight and slender legs, revealing her gorgeous and timeless face.

"Er Er, what happened?"

An Qin was so anxious that she didn't notice Lu Ting's affectionate way of addressing Wen Li'er. When she saw that the other person was Lu Ting, she was shocked at first, and then blurted out, "It seems that Er'er is allergic..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Ting had already seen a red patch on the back of the little girl's snow-white neck, clearly indicating an allergy.

Lu Ting frowned, his face gloomy, and took a step forward and said, "Give Er Er to me."

Although Ji Yinli knew before that Lu Ting was Wen Li'er's uncle, for some reason, he had an inexplicable sense of crisis, so when Lu Ting reached out for the person, he instinctively tightened his strength and did not let go.

Until the little girl on the back heard Lu Ting's voice, raised her oval face and blinked slowly.

"Little uncle."

Lu Ting's face was as cold as ice. Seeing that Ji Yinli did not take the initiative, he had no patience to wait and directly took the person in his arms.

Wen Li'er did not struggle at all. After reaching Lu Ting's broad and warm arms, she raised her hands to hug his neck and buried half of her little face in his arms.

Lu Ting turned around and got in the car without stopping. An Qin was shocked by Wen Lier's call of "little uncle" and was stunned in place. It was not until Lu Ting brought people to get in the car that she hurriedly shouted: "Then, then... can you take me with you?"

"Follow."

Lu Ting did not pause at all, and only opened his lips coldly when getting in the car.

An Qin got into the car while expressing her gratitude. Lu Ting adjusted the position so that the little girl in his arms could be more comfortable. "Let's go to the nearest hospital."

On the way, Lu Ting was not idle either, but carefully examined the red rash on Wen Li'er's body.

His brows furrowed tighter, and his voice became deeper: "What have you eaten before?"

This question was obviously directed at An Qin. An Qin hadn't yet fully recovered from the fact that Lu Ting was Wen Li'er's uncle. After hearing the question, she stuttered in her answer.

"I just ate some melon seeds and had some drinks."

Lu Ting asked: "Does the drink contain alcohol?"

An Qin waved her hands repeatedly, "It's just normal sparkling water, absolutely no alcohol in it."

Lu Ting didn't ask any more questions. He just held the little girl's hand when she cried out that she was itchy and wanted to scratch herself.

Her voice was as soft as water: "Be good, Er'er, don't scratch me. If you accidentally scratch your skin and leave scars, you won't be a pretty girl anymore."

Wen Li'er was just itchy, but not to the point of losing consciousness. When Lu Ting was coaxing her, she wanted to get out of his arms.

"I just feel a little itchy, it's nothing serious, you can go to the hospital yourself, I don't want to delay my uncle's work."