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

Chapter 728 The old man is surprised to see your bones (4)

Luo Cong went straight to his own building after running out of Building No. [-], thinking about what to say in his heart while running.

Is it better to tell the truth, or is it better to avoid the important and ignore the less in accordance with the principle that more things are worse than less things?

Damn it, I don't know what Liu Tian said to Han Yan'an, if she said something she shouldn't have said, wouldn't she die a miserable death?

Along the way, she met many new students and their parents, almost blocking the path, so she had to rush across the path in the garden to the dormitory building, hoping to create an illusion of being "well-behaved".

But when she ran to the front of the dormitory, she knew that her illusion could no longer be created.

Isn't that guy standing in the old place across the road Han Yan'an!

Didn't it mean that I had something to go back to the courtyard at noon, so I didn't have time to have dinner with her!Didn't it mean that he would come back after dinner at the earliest!Then where did he come from!

Luo Congcong stood not far away, looking at Han Yan'an who was standing under the street lamp and looking at his mobile phone, his heart began to struggle.He lowered his head now, if she ran over quickly, he might not see her... Then she called him after she got to the dormitory, pretending to be in the dormitory all the time...

Suddenly, Han Yan'an raised his head, not knowing if it was the tacit understanding of the legendary dog ​​blood.

The two just came to meet each other's eyes.

Luo Congcong was completely messed up in the wind. How high is the probability of being found out when she is doing something with a guilty conscience? Why is she being found out every time?

Han Yan'an saw her and nodded at her calmly.Luo Cong spit from his throat, so he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and walk over with curry, and said awkwardly, "Hey... When did you come... Didn't you say you were going back to the courtyard at noon..."

Han Yan'an lowered his head and continued to look at his phone, and raised his other hand in front of her.From now on, Luo Cong saw that he was still holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, but because he was holding it vertically after basking in the sun for a while, half of the sugar on the outer layer of the hawthorn had melted, and it was going down drop.

Luo Cong quickly took it to prevent the sugar from dripping on his shoes: "Why did you suddenly buy candied haws? Are they sold in supermarkets?"

The candied haws were picked up, but Han Yan'an still didn't say anything, just put his hands in his pockets, stared at the phone, turned around, and left...

Actually... just left like this...

Luo Cong looked at Han Yan'an's back in a daze, and couldn't help shouting, "Assistant Han?"

no response.

Could it be that she was angry... Probably not, he also knew about her coming to pick up freshmen, and isn't it normal to pick up boys...

"Yanan?" she called again.

Still no response.

Angry, seems to be angry.

Luo Cong held the curry in his left hand and the candied haws that were still dripping with sticky liquid in his right hand, and chased after him gritted his teeth: "Have you eaten? What did you eat? Where did you eat it? Is it delicious? How much did you eat? "

So many questions, you should answer one!

But Han Yan'an had an indifferent look, refusing to take his eyes off the phone, completely treating her like air.

Luo Congcong was furious, if she hadn't been busy, she would have snatched his phone long ago!But soon she calmed down again and kept telling herself: "Be graceful, don't growl."

Then she stepped in front of him with a big stride, holding up the candied haws in a serious and serious manner: "This benefactor, I have seen countless people, but I am surprised to see your skeleton, which is a good material for making ice. Why don't you follow me back to the mountains , how about the ninety-nine and 81-day ice cultivation? I assure you, I will do my best to make you reborn and become the toughest old popsicle in a hundred miles!"

(End of this chapter)