Chapter 283: Someone is looking for you

Zhuo Qing smiled: "I'm the kind of person who likes to make small reports." Eh, your voice doesn't sound right, do you have a cold? ”

"No, maybe it was something that I stayed up late yesterday." Meng Roujia replied dryly, a little weak-hearted, in fact, it was because she had been shouting for too long last night, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Zhuo Qing thought so, "That's true, it's too tiring to stay up late every day, my mother gets me honey water every day, it's very effective, you can try it later." Hey? Why is your neck red? Was it bitten by a mosquito? Do you still have mosquitoes in your house? ”

Hearing their conversation, Yan Shu lifted her eyelids and glanced at them, almost not laughing. This Zhuo Qing usually looks shrewd, and often calls himself an old driver, but he doesn't understand anything.

Although Yan Shu didn't have that kind of experience, she had seen a lot, and what appeared on Meng Roujia's neck was bitten by mosquitoes, which was obviously a kiss mark.

Hey, I really can't see that Meng Roujia would do such a thing, she is the heroine, she is going to marry the male protagonist Lu Zhi in the future, how can she have a relationship with someone else now?

Meng Roujia was startled, and quickly looked around, fortunately, everyone didn't pay attention to this, Zhuo Qing's voice was not very loud, she hurriedly pulled up the collar of her clothes, covered her neck, and smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have mosquitoes at home, maybe I was bitten when I went to the interest class yesterday, I'll just rub some medicine when I go back."

She glanced at Yan Shu again, and saw that she didn't react, still looking down at the book, so she breathed a sigh of relief, what she did couldn't be known by a third person.

After morning self-study, before Yan Shu went out, she heard someone calling her at the door, "Yan Shu, someone is looking for you!" ”

Who will it be? Could it be Brother Zhou? He doesn't usually come to the classroom. Yan Shu felt strange, got up and walked out, but saw Shang Junjie standing outside the classroom door.

Shang Junjie was holding a paper bag in his hand, and seeing that Yan Shu's face was still a little shy, he muttered, "Yan Shu...... That, this one for you. ”

Yan Shu looked at it and didn't answer, "What is this?" ”

"The fruit I bought for you, I don't know if you have eaten breakfast, for fear of wasting breakfast after buying, this fruit can be kept for the daytime."

Yan Shu frowned, what is the situation? Wooing her, so you're chasing her? She didn't feel happy at all, anyway, she felt a little troublesome, "I'm sorry, I've eaten, you don't need it, you can keep it for yourself." ”

After saying that, she wanted to leave, how could Shang Junjie give up easily, and hurriedly stood at the door of the classroom to block the way, "Wait!" ”

Yan Shu raised her eyebrows, "Is there anything else?" ”

Shang Junjie looked sincere, "Can you accept it, otherwise how can I give you something in the future, I know you don't have a boyfriend yet, then please give me a chance!" ”

Now after class, there are a lot of people passing by in the corridor, and they are eye-catching at the door of the classroom, and many people naturally hear what Shang Junjie said, and some boys begin to coax and whistle to see the excitement.

At this time, Zhuo Qing and Meng Roujia in the classroom also came over, and seeing this scene, Zhuo Qing asked curiously, "What happened?" Shang Junjie, what are you doing here? ”

Shang Junjie didn't squirm in the face of others, and generously handed the paper bag to Zhuo Qing, he knew that Zhuo Qing had a good relationship with Yan Shu, "I'll give it to you." ”

"What." Zhuo Qing took it and looked at it, "Fruit?" Why did you give us fruit? ”

Yan Shu snatched it and stuffed it to Shang Junjie, "Thank you, I really can't accept it, I still have to prepare the next class, I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, he pulled Zhuo Qing, who didn't know why, and went back.

Zhuo Qing didn't quite understand yet, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”