Brother I was wrong again

Yan Mingsu raised his eyebrows and smiled elegantly, "It's good that it's fine. Then... can I ask you to lift your foot?"

"Why?" Her feet? (⊙o⊙)

What happened to her feet?

Wu Xiaoya lowered her head three times slowly...

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Damn God!

It is unforgivably outrageous!

How could she step on the shiny, high-quality leather shoes of this smiling handsome guy with her sturdy sneakers? (This sentence is complicated, if you don’t see it, you will make me dizzy, haha...)

"Ah, I'm sorry, it hurts you." Wu Xiaoya really wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in. It was too embarrassing, so she took away her shoes, and there was a piece of her shiny leather shoes that she had left for others. Sinister shoe prints.

Wu Xiaoya covered her face with her small bag.

Yan Mingsu smiled lightly, "It's okay, it's just a bit of an accident, I was standing here just now, and you bumped into me like this, hehe, and a careless girl like you, don't turn your face when you walk, and hit me Fortunately, if you hit a wall or a tree, it's not too bad."

Die!Wu Xiaoya grinned.What he said clearly, he didn't move all the time, it was she who bumped into him abruptly.

"I'm sorry..." She really didn't know what to say other than sorry.

"Well, this is my phone number." The man stuffed a delicate business card in Wu Xiaoya's hand, and then looked at her student ID card, "Oh, you are from the Department of Politics, Wu Xiaoya? Okay, you will give me the phone number later. I'll call."

(⊙o⊙) Call? !Is this beautiful man going on a date with himself? omg!Did the pie really fall from the sky?Wife is excited!

Wu Xiaoya blinked her eyes and looked at Yan Mingsu in disbelief. Just as she was about to ask him why he did this, she was slapped hard by Shouya's fat palm from behind, "Wow, my eyes are not broken, are they?" ? Malt! Our family's maltose, you actually dated the school manager Yan? Obediently, Gelong dongdi, have you also appreciated the value of this girl?"

Manager Yan?Is this person called Manager Yan?What a strange name.

"Ahhhhhhh, my God, am I hallucinating? Is it our malt?" Hongmei also squeezed over, looking at Yan Mingsu in a fuss.