Yang Zhenzhen, who was used to this a lot, was said by the three of them, and she felt as if she had been greatly wronged, and it was really a mass effect.

Over there, Song Song and Fang Chenchu chatted about something again, and the four of them just wanted to remind her, when they heard Fang Chenchu on the other side of the mobile phone say something that confused them.

"Cut your nails shorter, it seems to have scratched me, and it hurts me to come back and walk at night."

Song Song was also stunned for a moment, and then thought for a long time, what did her fingernails scratch him? After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have any impression, "What? ”

Fang Chenchu chuckled in a low voice, somehow, a few people heard a strange feeling, like a finger tugging at your heartstrings, or like a bright sunshine after a rainy day, only Song Song heard another meaning.

It occurred to her that her fingernails and the way she walked were weird......

Song Song's face suddenly turned red, becoming more and more obvious in the cold moonlight, Yang Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes slightly, she thought she had probably guessed something.

This topic can't go on, and if it continues, Song Song doesn't dare to guarantee that Fang Chenchu will not say anything straightforward, and what kind of phone call is hands-free driving, which is too exciting.

"Wait a minute, I still have something to ask you, and you answer seriously."

"Say it." Fang Chenchu actually had some doubts in his heart, what is it, he must ask now?

Song Song pondered for a few seconds, but before she could speak, her mouth was covered tightly by the hand that suddenly stretched out behind her, no matter how she resisted, she couldn't break free from the control of the three of them, and was forcibly pulled out of the dormitory.

As for her mobile phone, of course, it is in Yang Zhenzhen's hands.

Fang Chenchu heard some fragmentary sounds from Song Song's side, thinking that she had fallen, and kept asking anxiously, until he heard another voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed dumbly.

"What game are you guys playing?"

Yang Zhen's words were blocked, so he could only answer honestly, "Truth or dare, she lost the first game, but the punishment did not come, but it became your show of affection!" ”

"Don't blame us, you don't know her luck, and she still plays this game."

Yang Zhenzhen kicked the edge of the balcony angrily, but he inhaled in pain as a result.

Nonsense, she just knew that she had bad luck, so she wanted to play this game, how did she know that she would pit herself, or miscalculated, miscalculated.

"Let her go to bed early, it's late." Saying that, Fang Chenchu was about to hang up the phone, he was not interested in accompanying Yang Zhenzhen to blow the cold wind on the balcony.

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

Fang Chenchu's hand about to hang up the phone paused again, but it was too cold on the balcony, and he leaned against the wall, trying to reduce the area where he was blown by the wind, so that he could feel better.

"Tell me the truth, what did you two do today?"

Fang Chenchu was stunned, he didn't expect her to ask this, and he didn't expect Yang Zhen's sensitivity to be so high, he just mentioned a nail just now, if Song Song had her acumen, he wouldn't have to worry about her being influenced by others.

But Song Song is clumsy and thinks he is very smart, which is really cute.

Yang Zhenzhen waited for a long time, but he didn't hear an answer from there, so he couldn't help urging, and Fang Chenchu pulled back his thoughts.

"We didn't do anything today, we did what we should have done anyway, and if we didn't dare to do it, we just tasted it."

Yang Zhenzhen hung up the phone, opened the balcony door and got in, threw the phone back to Song Song's bed, glanced at her meaningfully, and saw Song Song slowly shrink his head into the quilt from being confused, before retracting his gaze and returning to his bed.

She was thinking, what does it mean to be superficial?

The phone hung up the phone, Fang Chenchu pinched a small piece of flesh in the center of his eyebrows, and was brought to today's picture by her question, his face was gentle.

As soon as Zhang Yifan, who was anxious to urinate, stood up and saw a tall figure on the balcony, he was so frightened that he almost solved it before going to bed.

In the end, he found that it was not something terrible standing there, but that Fang Chenchu was about to weaken his legs.

"I said you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what kind of wind is blowing on the balcony, it scares me to death!"

Fang Chenchu raised the mobile phone in his hand, saying that he was talking there, Zhang Yifan 'groped' for his glasses, and when he put them on, he lost his temper completely.

Since he learned that he had a girlfriend in the dormitory, this person has completely let himself go, and now he doesn't forget to show off even when he is in a hurry to urinate, which can also be called "diligent".

It was still the familiar ringtone, or the tormenting temperature, and the whole school was forced to wake up from the warm bed, then struggle, wake up, toss back and forth, and finally fell under the threat of the rapid passage of time.

The sound of dormitory 308 was constant early in the morning, except for the three people who went to bed early, the other five people all caught a cold, and the rhythm of coughing can be said to be one after another.

An Kebei, the dormitory room, "touched" his forehead and felt a little abnormal, which was the prelude to a fever.

Hurriedly struggled to get up and "touched" Wang Hui's head, just like her, not to mention Liu Hui, who was not in good health.

As soon as Song Song opened her eyes, she saw that her body was very wrong, her mind was dizzy, and her body seemed to not listen to her.

I don't know if it's because she was reborn, her health has become very poor in recent years, and it's almost not autumn, so she has to wear more than others.

Not to mention the cold winter, which is simply wrapped like a ball, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as difficult.

Song Song directly gave up struggling, lying flat in the quilt, without the slightest intention of getting up, anyway, she was ready to call for sick leave.

A few people who were excited until midnight yesterday couldn't pull a few at the moment, except for Liu Hui, the others endured it and got up.

An Kebei packed up herself and began to tie her hair, only to find that Song Song hadn't gotten up either, so she hurriedly went over to call her, but saw that her cheeks were red, looking like this, it was much more serious than Liu Hui.

"Little Eight, please take a leave of absence and let the teacher take you to the hospital."

When the others heard this, they also came over, and Yang Zhenzhen called the head teacher directly.

Song Song raised his hand and waved, "Zhenzhen, just ask me for leave, you don't have to go to the hospital." ”

Yang Zhenzhen frowned, a little disapproving.

Song Song grinned, "I know my body, I just need to take some 'medicine' and lie down for a day." ”

This heartless appearance made everyone speechless, and in the end, she couldn't resist her, so she only asked for sick leave.

When she was about to go to class, Yang Zhenzhen gave her less hot water, took the "medicine" she wanted to take, put it at her bedside, and explained some of what she didn't have, only to hear Song Song's head even more dizzy.

Yang Zhenzhen pretended to be angry and glared at her, "Why, you still dislike me for being verbose!" ”