Chapter Twenty-Eight: You're My Sister's Dish

It is only 500 meters from the "Chrono" Internet café to Huayang University, and the road is planted with neat plane trees, and the road is covered with fallen leaves. The night wind blew coldly on his body, and Chen Hao, who was wearing a coat, also felt the coolness of late autumn.

As the sun rose during the day, the little girl next to him wore only short sleeves and hot pants, and her thin white hands were clasped in front of her chest, as if that would make her feel warmer.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao felt that he should take off his coat and give it to the girl, but he always liked to think too much and became entangled again. I thought to myself, usually only boyfriends will take off their clothes for my girlfriend to wear, if I undress her and put them on, will she think that I have bad intentions!

Although he got the memories of the next few years, Chen Hao, who has been addicted to games, also did not fall in love in the next four years, and he is a typical junior brother in this regard, and he is always not confident enough when communicating with girls.

The girl raised her head and said with a strange look on her face: "You are really entangled! If you want to show a gentlemanly demeanor, take off your clothes for me to wear, and the big man is still shy? ”

"How do you know I want to take off my coat for you?" Chen Hao was a little puzzled.

"Cut, sister is such a smart person, can you hide that little Jiujiu in your heart from me?" The girl said proudly, holding her little head high.

Chen Hao took off his coat and handed it to the girl, she was only about 1.55 meters, while Chen Hao was 1.75 meters, and the coat was worn on her body to cover her thighs. The two walked for a while, and the little girl said, "Dude, you're too restrained!" We're almost halfway there, so you're not going to take the initiative to find a topic to talk about?"

Chen Hao smiled awkwardly and said, "That...... What is your name? ”

"My name is Ban Qian...... Qianqian, the class of the class, the Qian of Qianying, is a junior college in the School of Economics and Business. The girl rolled her eyes and said, "It's really uncreative, if you want to find a topic, you will only ask for a name?" Check the account! ”

Chen Hao snorted and changed the subject: "I see that you are only about fifteen years old!" How did you go to junior college? ”

"17 years old, people have to be cute so they look small!" Ban Qianqian pouted and said, "I'm not allowed to say that I'm young in the future, I hate people saying that, hum!" I don't believe that I won't grow up in the future. ”

The two talked all the way and walked forward, the little girls were generous, and Chen Hao also let go. Although it was only about ten minutes, they chatted very speculatively like friends who had known each other for a long time, and soon came to the door of the School of Economics and Business.

The School of Economics and Trade is only 300 meters away from Huayang University, which is a tertiary institution. ”

"Next time! I feel so sleepy today. Chen Hao shook his head and refused, although there was a feeling of refreshment when chatting with the little girl, but the night wind was very strong at night, even if he wore his coat, the little girl's body was a little trembling, and he was not ready to continue.

Ban Qianqian was also sleepy, Chen Hao refused her and was not angry, blinked her eyes and said, "You're afraid that I'm cold, right?" You're a special person! If it were other boys, maybe they would take the initiative to find a hotel to open a room and talk about it all night. ”

Chen Hao could only laugh dryly, and walked to the iron gate of the School of Economics and Trade, he found that the iron door had been closed, and couldn't help frowning: "The iron door is closed, how can you get in?" ”

Ban Qianqian winked at Chen Hao and said, "It seems that this is the will of heaven!" Dude, this is the fate arranged by God, let you find a hotel, let's open a room and talk about life and ideals! ”

Ban Qianqian is very beautiful, so beautiful that she can't help but feel a little uneasy after listening to her words. In today's society, as long as men and women look at each other, even if they only know each other for a few hours, there are a lot of people who go to the hotel to talk about life, and he insists on not messing around until his senior year, and he always rejects this behavior in his heart, so he shook his head and said: "I still have to go back to the dormitory, and I will go back to the hotel to send you to the hotel." ”

"Cut, you don't want the beauties sent to the door, it's stupid. I'm amusing you, my sister often goes back to school in the middle of the night, and you can still get in when the iron door is closed. After Ban Qianqian finished speaking, she walked towards the iron gate, pulled the railing with both hands and rubbed upward, and stepped on the gap between the iron gates.

The little girl turned out to be a master of turning over the iron door, watching her climb to the top of the iron door in three or two times, Chen Hao could only sigh that people should not be good-looking. After Ban Qianqian climbed into the iron door, he remembered that the clothes were still there for her, and said, "Ban Qianqian, my clothes are ......."

Ban Qianqian said with a defeated expression: "Dude, you have never been a girl?" You should pretend to forget that I didn't return your clothes, so that next time we have a chance to continue dating because of the clothes, maybe you still have a chance to get to my sister......"

Chen Hao sneered: "I didn't think about it so much......"

Ban Qianqian handed the clothes to Chen Hao from the gap in the iron door and said: "Just because you didn't think about it so much, you deserve to have no girlfriend now, a lot of people are still virgins, are you ashamed......

Chen Hao was hit again, he took the clothes handed by Ban Qianqian a little numbly and said, "That...... I'll go back first, you be careful on the way. ”

"Wait." Ban Qianqian stopped Chen Hao and said, "Dude, I don't even know what your name is!" ”

"Chen Hao." After answering her, Chen Hao left as if he was running away, although he was six years older than the little girl, but in front of her, he felt that he was really outdated, and it seemed that he had become himself naïvely.

"Chen Hao." Ban Qianqian...... It should be Ban Qianqian who repeated the name, the corners of her mouth were habitually upturned, and she waved her small fist and said: "I always think that men are not good things, but I didn't expect there to be such a superlative, hum!" You're my sister's dish, don't try to snatch it. ”

Chen Hao returned to the dormitory, he was the only one in the dormitory of the four people, and the others should have also gone to the virtual Internet café. When he stayed up late to go to "Time and Space" to line up to surf the Internet, the other three roommates in the dormitory didn't seem to be enthusiastic, and they didn't usually stay up late and hadn't come back in the early morning, obviously fascinated by the "War" game.

After a brief wash, Chen Hao lay on the bed and fell asleep, and was not woken up by the mobile phone alarm clock until 10 o'clock the next day. He still didn't go to class, but went to the playground to run a few laps to exercise his body, and future memories told him that the game "War" can hone people's consciousness and reactions, and if the real exercise can keep up, and with the combat awareness exercised in the game, ordinary people can even become reality powerhouses.

Chen Hao has only been in the game for a day, and his combat awareness has not yet been honed, but he must first improve his physical fitness. After finishing the lap, he took a cold shower and was about to go to the Chrono Internet Cafe when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Chen Hao showed a depressed look, the call was from the class leader, asking him to participate in the "War" game seminar, saying that if he didn't participate, his usual grades this semester would be gone.

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