The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 432 Could it be, a little bit?

As soon as Han Yan'an finished speaking, Luo Congcong asked him subconsciously: "Is he the only child?" But after she finished speaking, she felt that she seemed to have misunderstood, so she quickly changed her words, "Or is it that his home is too far away from here? , his brother won't come?"

"Neither." Han Yan'an looked down at her helplessly.

"what does that mean?"

"literal meaning."

literal meaning?
Doesn't the literal meaning of the sentence "He's not you" mean that Xu Fei is not Luo Congcong?

Could it be that Luo Congcong is special in his heart?
This thought flashed through Luo Congcong's mind, and then she remembered what Susu said in Suzhou - Han Yan'an treated her differently from others.

So is this saying... Han Yan'an really seems to like her a little bit, a little bit?
Luo Congcong's heart burst into joy, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth, firmly covering the raised corners of her mouth, so as not to be seen by Han Yan'an.But even so, her eyes still betrayed her, how could anyone suddenly close their eyes with a smile?

Han Yan'an looked down at Luo Congcong calmly. Although he could only see a little of her expression from his perspective, he still noticed her crescent-shaped eyes.He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly forward, gradually revealing the upturned corners of his mouth.

After walking for a while, Luo Congcong suddenly heard a noise, and she immediately hid her thoughts and looked over.I saw that University A, which already had a lot of people on weekdays, became extremely lively today, especially outside the on-campus hotel near the second canteen, where countless people had already gathered at some point.

Luo Congcong glanced at the messy light sticks and guessed, "Could they all be fans of Xingyang? The concert is tomorrow night, why are they here tonight?"

Han Yan'an also looked at the past, he didn't say anything, Luo Congcong replied to himself: "But this is also normal, when it was said that the concert was on the 15th, didn't they come to camp many days in advance Is it? Creatures like fans are too powerful, I feel ashamed."

"If Cangyang Gyatso comes to University A, will you do the same?"

"That's too scary... Eh? How do you know I like him? I've never told anyone."

"You mentioned it last year."

They passed the cafeteria and continued to the dormitory building, but Luo Congcong thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember when she said she liked Cangyang Gyatso, and she still told Han Yan'an!
Finally, they stood still in front of the dormitory building, and Luo Congcong asked him inexplicably: "When did I say that last year? Why don't I remember?"

"In the office, you mentioned it casually."

"Really? I can't remember at all..." Luo Congcong scratched his hair, "Then go back and rest quickly, if the little ant bothers you, tell me, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"

"Well, you should also go to bed early and don't run tomorrow morning, but you can't be late for class, and you can't skip breakfast. I'll call and check."

Luo Congcong sighed: "What a Tang monk, I'm leaving, good night."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to go back, but Han Yan'an suddenly let out an "ah", stretched out his hand to grab her ponytail, and pulled her back.

"Is there anything else?" Luo Congcong asked him.

Han Yan'an withdrew his hand and looked at the back of her head: "You have to return the hair ring to me."

"But this is mine!" Luo Cong shrank his neck back.

Han Yan'an reached out to grab her hair tie again, and gently took it off.

Luo Congcong's hair fell vertically. Before she understood what happened, she saw Han Yan'an put the hair tie around his wrist, and then stuffed his hand into his pocket.

"It's mine now."

(End of this chapter)