Su Qietian, the heroine of fast wear

Chapter 353 The Poisonous Tyrant Reader 7.32
The following words obviously have the intention of changing the subject.

Ruan Di let out another oh, the curiosity in his eyes overflowed.

Tired of walking?Liar?
It's not like an old man in his 80s or [-]s can get tired after just a walk.

Moreover, he didn't realize that, did he talk too much?

"Aren't you going out? Hurry up!" Ruan Sheng's words carried a hint of anger in them.

Ruan Di said again, "Then I'm leaving, you take your time to rest."

The word "rest" is obviously accented, which is full of ridicule.

"..."

If possible, Ruan Sheng wanted to tell him to get out of here.

Ruan Di had already left, and Ruan Sheng was left alone at the door again.

Afraid of falling into the same embarrassing situation facing Ruan Di as before, Ruan Sheng returned home.

The Ruan family's parents went out early in the morning and haven't come back yet.

Ruan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in the room, lying on the bed, with his hands resting on the back of his head, but with a serious expression on his face, as if he was thinking about major events in life...

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After three bottles of hanging needles in the hospital, Luo Yan was finally sent back to school by the doctor.

But after this tossing, she was also very tired.

Back at school, she ate the lean meat porridge packed outside, and the medicine, and then she lay down and fell asleep.

This sleep until dark.

However, after sleeping, Luo Yan felt much better.

Lift the quilt and climb out of bed, go to the bathroom to wash.

While brushing her teeth, several roommates asked her if she was feeling better.

Luo Yan still had mouthwash in her mouth, so she could only vaguely respond to them saying that she was much better.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she came out, and the girl sitting at the table next to her handed her a thermometer to check if her temperature had dropped.

Luo Yan didn't refuse, obediently took the thermometer she handed over, took it apart, and put it in her mouth.

After a few minutes.

Looking at the thermometer that had returned to normal body temperature, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the previous world, she was a sick beauty. She refused to take medicine when she was sick.

After thanking her roommate, Luo Yan turned on her phone to see if anyone was looking for her today.

Authors who have a good relationship with her and readers of the book friend group chat privately and ask her how she is and if she is better.

Luo Yan replied to their messages one by one, logged on to Weibo, and wanted to post a new update to say that she was fine.

However, just after logging in, she was taken aback by a bunch of private messages.

Similar to the content of the Koukou message, these private messages are all concerned about her, Luo Yan was surprised that there was someone in these private messages.

Orchestral.

Or should I say Ruan Sheng.

He sent her several private messages, one shortly after she posted on Weibo, and several more after that.

[ Orchestra: Are you okay? 】

Another few minutes passed.

[ Orchestra: I am your reader. 】

The last message was sent half an hour ago.

[ Orchestra: Are you feeling better? 】

Luo Yan was completely bewildered by these private messages.

In fact, before this, she could feel that he was beside her, but she didn't know who he was.

At this moment, seeing the private message "I am your reader", Luo Yan remembered the problem she had neglected——

In the past, she had been looking for the author, thinking that he changed his pseudonym to hide among a group of authors, and never thought about "he is a reader", until now...

Luo Yan's mind immediately flashed the names of several familiar readers.

She listed and excluded them one by one, and finally only one remained.

Inhumane.

Why didn't she think of it?
Luo Yan suddenly smiled.

How many people can support one/wave after wave/wave of authors like him?

(End of this chapter)