The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 459 Hush, now is the moment of death (5)

【Old ancestor, the wish of the original owner is to break up with Chen Shihang and get back the painting that I gave him. 】

The little milk dumpling said in a low voice.

Aunt Jiang: "..."

The incoming breath is even.

The little milk dumpling was stunned, damn it, fell asleep? ?

Is the plot received?
Xiaonaituanzi didn't dare to wake her up, so she had to save the plane information just now, and planned to show it to her tomorrow.

The next morning, Aunt Jiang woke up.

Aunt Jiang was woken up by the vibrating message from the cell phone next to her pillow.

The sun shone on the soft white bed, and Aunt Jiang kicked away a fluffy white rabbit doll with lop ears at her feet, and reached out to touch her pillow impatiently.

Snow-white and soft little hands touched the cold mobile phone next to the pillow.

The pretty and indifferent girl squinted one eye lazily full of impatience, and glanced at the incoming text message hastily.

...morning class

Aunt Jiang glanced up at the time.

Eight thirty BJ time.

There is something wrong with the morning class at this time!
The old ancestor muttered impatiently in his heart, then threw away the mobile phone in his hand, and of course muted it by the way.

The girl was wearing the nightgown she wore after taking a shower last night, a beige suspender skirt, and her two slender arms were exposed without any cover.

Under the sun, those two little arms looked extraordinarily white.

Grabbing the soft pillow beside her with her tender fingertips, she rudely buried her head deeply in it.

Well, the world is quiet again.

The ancestors continued to sleep.

Only Xiaonaituanzi looked at her and hesitated to speak.

It couldn't help but jumped out of the space, and the white and soft milk dumpling DuangDuang moved in small steps beside the girl's pillow, looking at her hesitantly.

【Old ancestor...】

It called her carefully in a low voice.

It's really time for class. If you don't go to class at nine o'clock, you will be late.

But the girl buried in the pillow in front of her remained motionless, without any movement, as if she was already lying happily on the board.

Thinking of the girl's irritable appearance just now, the little milk dumpling trembled instantly with the fluffy hair all over her body.

Quietly swallowed, it wisely stopped disturbing the girl's sleep.

The morning sun is really warm, shining on people's bodies, people can't help but squint their eyes, just want to sleep.

The little milk dumpling nestled on the side of the pillow, basking in the sun, and couldn't help but began to doze off.

In less than five seconds, the snow-white dumpling had shrunk into a ball and began to sleep soundly.

Aunt Jiang woke up slowly after sleeping until twelve o'clock in the noon, and stretched her waist lazily, feeling that the world was worth it.

But soon, Aunt Jiang felt that the world was not worth it.

Just after waking up, she was a little hungry. Aunt Jiang reached for her phone and was about to start ordering takeaway.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was brought over, Aunt Jiang saw the few remaining messages after the phone was muted in the morning.

Her eyes stopped on the last wechat.

[Chacha: It's okay, sister-in-law, I've asked Teacher Zhang for leave for you.Next time if something happens, be sure to tell me first! 】

Aunt Jiang paused.

Start thinking about who this person is.

chacha...

Oh, remembered.

It's her 'best friend' Hao Cha.

Teacher Zhang, the most rigid and serious teacher in the Chinese Department of P University, the rules for his class are that no one is allowed to ask for leave under any name, and please deduct credits one time at a time.

Aunt Jiang was silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)