Evil Charm Transfer Student: The Promise of Pulling the School Grass

Chapter 20 How about you move in and live with me

"You're distracted again." Su Jingchen said with a good temper.

"Ah?" I suddenly came back to my senses. Recently, I tend to be distracted. "Thank you, senior. I asked my classmates out to play, so I don't need to trouble the senior."

"That's it, then goodbye. Also, how many times have I said it, don't be so polite with me." After speaking, he waved to me, turned and walked into the afterglow of the setting sun.

The warm light cast a dazzling halo around his body.

"People are gone, how long will you have to see?" A lazy, slightly joking voice came from behind.

The bastard Ling Anzhi finally came out, I looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Why are you so slow?"

He said: "Because it's the first day, so the head teacher paid extra attention to it, and it was delayed. You waited for a long time?"

I nodded.

He pulled my arm: "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner first, and then go back to discuss business."

I evaded without a trace, and said angrily, "Let's go."

We ate two servings of Malatang at an ordinary shop outside the campus, and then walked towards his home.

He said he lived alone, so I thought he was just like me, renting a small house off campus. After walking for a long time, he stopped and said to me: "Here we are."

Looking at the elegant and unique small independent villa in front of me, I couldn't help being very surprised. Is this where he lives alone?I thought he was playing with me, so I turned to look at him suspiciously.

The door is a combination lock, he stretched out his hand and pressed a few numbers, and the exquisitely carved door slowly opened in front of him.

My eyes widened in surprise.

"What are you still standing there for? Come in soon." He put one hand in his pocket and walked in with a sway.

I followed behind him, my legs trembling a little and I went in.With such a high-end house, it is really hard to tell that Ling An's family is also so rich.

I couldn't help asking: "Do you really live here alone?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Is there any problem?"

I said, "No, I just think it's a waste for you to live in such a big and nice house by yourself."

"Really? Or—" an ambiguous expression appeared on his face, "If you think it's wasteful for me to live alone, then move here and live with me, anyway, this place is so spacious."

I glared at him: "You have a good idea."

(End of this chapter)