Chapter 15 Need a date?

Overnight... Jiang Yao hung her chest in annoyance, if she woke up five minutes earlier, she would be able to avoid Chen Hao and them perfectly...

I took out my phone and found that it was turned off. As soon as I turned on my phone, a series of text message reminders echoed in the toilet.

Jiang Yao nervously toggled the phone, changed it to mute, and then carefully looked at the WeChat content. In the past, even if it was turned on for a whole day, no one contacted me except for the push of the software, and it was only a few hours, as if people all over the world were looking for themselves....

Just as she wanted to reply one by one, the door opened sound, and she was scared and held the toilet doorknob...

"They're going to stay up all night tonight. Xu Che entered the door and locked it casually, looking innocent.

Jiang Yao came out of the toilet with a drooping face: "I heard it." ”

"What kind of hairstyle are you, it's ugly" Xu Che glanced at it and saw a huge black ball, buckled on the top of her head...

"Marukotou. Jiang Yao pulled her hair and fluffed it up. After waking up, my hair was crushed and deformed, scattered and a little fried, and then it was wound up.

"It's ugly. Xu Che walked around her head with one hand and ripped off the ball: "That's it, it's good." ”

"..."I heard Chen Hao's words just now. If it was really ugly, they wouldn't worship themselves so much, and let the flop... This class of students is so cute, except for Xu Che, of course.

"You're going to take them out for a spin, and I'll sneak away while you're out, that's the best way to go." Jiang Yao seems to have slowly gotten used to the way of communicating with Xu Che, without the previous awkwardness and embarrassment...

Xu Che didn't speak, stared at her for a while, and dropped a sentence: "Don't take away the valuable things in my house!"

Jiang Yao looked at his back in astonishment, what about the trust between people? And his arrogant posture made him seem to have a lot of savings, it's just...

...

After locking the door, Jiang Yao went downstairs with a mobile phone flashlight. This is the old town, which is bustling during the day and basically devoid of pedestrians after the market closes at night. Taxis don't want to come here during the day, let alone at night.

So when Dong Yan offered to come here to pick him up, Jiang Yao didn't refuse. The attitude of the two of them is too polite, but it is not very good.

In addition, Dong Yan sent a message at the school gate, saying that he wanted to take himself to watch a movie.

In fact, he should be afraid that he would not feel comfortable in the morning, so he came to make up for it, right? Actually, it's nothing, it's Xu Che's ghost, and it's also because of himself...

"Yaoyao, this way. Dong Yan trotted two steps, saw Jiang Yao wearing the thin clothes in the morning, and said, "Why didn't you wear my coat?"

"It was too hot after lunch, and I had clothes in my hands, and I don't know when they were gone. Jiang Yao lied weakly. Fortunately, she wrote down the brand and general style of Dong Yan's clothes, and she will have to break the bill tomorrow.

As a counselor, I am not a regular employee, but my salary is not much. Starting from graduation and work, two-thirds of the monthly salary will be given to the family, and a small part will be left, cosmetics, clothes, bags, shoes, and seventy-seven-eighty-eight will be bought, and it will be about the same.

"It's okay, just a piece of clothing, don't take it to heart. Dong Yan saw that her expression was the same as usual, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "I heard you say that in Haicheng District, there are no friends except Le Ni, so here are your colleagues?"

Jiang Yao pursed her lips, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she smiled: "Yes, it's... Colleague. ”

Under the dim street lamp, standing on the pole, Xu Che saw two people talking and laughing on the way, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

"I really can't be idle for a moment, just this kung fu, I have to make an appointment? Well, Director Jiang!"