Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 896 The Tsundere School Grass (9)

"After all, if you really have something to do, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to express condolences."

As soon as Chen Mu finished speaking, a big, slender hand with well-defined bones slapped him hard on the head.

"boom."

"hiss……"

"Li Bei, at least I'm in class." Chen Mu grinned while covering his headache.

"If you dare to say it, I will beat you up." Li Beipi said with a smile.

Chen Mu: "..."

"You are the high-cold school grass of the Imperial University, don't you want your image?" Chen Mu said.

"Is there a conflict between the cold image and beating?"

Chen Mu: "..."

"Forget it, forget it, I'm not as knowledgeable as you." After speaking, Chen Mu moved a little away from Li Bei.

Obviously, he was afraid that Li Bei would beat him up again when he was off guard.

"By the way, Young Master Li, I heard that AW has returned to China. Did you see him (her) last night?" Shen Yi, the man sitting next to An Wan, turned his head and asked Li Bei.

Hearing this, Li Bei's expression darkened, and he shook his head: "No."

"Is the information wrong?" Shen Yi frowned.

"Maybe." Li Bei said.

"It shouldn't be, I remember someone posted a photo of AW's back last night." Chen Mu interrupted suddenly.

"Back photo?" Li Bei and Shen Yi said in unison.

"That's right, this person is said to have been lucky enough to see AW's games abroad."

"Look, these are the two photos. The first one was taken by this person when he was abroad. AW just won the game and left."

"This photo was taken on Huanshan Road last night."

"Look at this coat, it's exactly the same!"

Looking at the back photo on Chen Mu's phone, Li Bei couldn't help frowning slightly.

AW obviously didn't want to reveal her identity. She was wearing a huge coat that covered her almost completely, making it impossible to see her specific figure inside the coat.

Similarly, she wore a black peaked cap on her head, which covered most of her face, leaving only a white and small chin exposed to the air.

Looking at the fair chin and the little white hand adjusting the peaked cap, Li Bei's eyes suddenly froze.

This hand... looks familiar.

Li Bei seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly raised his head to look at An Wan, who was listening attentively.

An Wan's small white hands were placed on the table, and there was still a very obvious bruise on the back of one of her hands.

Li Bei's gaze paused again when his sight touched the unsightly purple color.

It's been a night, and her hand hasn't been dealt with yet...

Thinking of this, Li Bei frowned and his face darkened.

The matter of the back photo was forgotten by him, he took out his phone and sent An Wan another message.

[Li Bei: Why haven't you dealt with your hand yet? 】

[An Wan: No big problem, it will be fine in a few days. 】

[Li Bei: You did it on purpose, right? 】

[An Wan:? ? ? 】

[Li Bei: You sinister woman, stop pretending, I've already seen through you. 】

[Li Bei: You must have done it on purpose. You deliberately left the wound on your hand untreated just to make me feel guilty. 】

[Li Bei: You want to use the injury on your hand to remind me all the time that you saved me last night, right? 】

An Wan: "..." The imagination is really rich.

[Li Bei: Anwan, don't think that because you saved me, I will look at you with admiration, you are different. 】

[Li Bei: Do you expect me to see the injury on your hand and feel guilty for you?I tell you, it's impossible! 】

[Li Bei: I won't go around in circles with you, let me tell you the truth...]

(End of this chapter)