Chapter 35: What a big white lotus 35

Ren Bin watched Chen Yan delete the words typed on the keyboard over and over again, and suddenly felt very tired.

I confirmed that this is a love novice with little experience.

So, Ren Bin couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out and snatched the phone back from Chen Yan's hand.

While snatching it back, he said, "You shouldn't have replied like this." That's how you should ......."

As a result, almost all of the people who chatted with You Li were Ren Bin, not Chen Yan.

When Ren Bin typed and saw the word "good" coming back from the opposite side, he took a long breath and handed the mobile phone to Chen Yan.

But Ren Bin is not a master who does good things and doesn't say anything, so he casually said everything he wanted to say.

"How did this elementary school girl grind and chirp, saying that she was invited to discuss at night, why did she talk so much nonsense. It's really hard, don't look for me next time, it's really annoying to see it. ”

When Ren Bin vomited, he suddenly thought that this junior girl was not the person he wanted to tease, but the person of the eldest brother next to him.

So I made up a sentence in the back: "Actually, the elementary school girl is quite cute like this...!" ”

didn't wait for Ren Bin to finish arguing, Chen Yan came up and beat him, "You just said that you see who is annoying, you have the ability to say it again!" ”

"I don't dare..."

The screams of tenors echoed throughout the room.

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You Li slept comfortably until he was woken up by the alarm clock on his mobile phone.

When I opened my phone, I found that it was only 18 o'clock, and it was estimated that I had already come to eat, and there was no food in the cafeteria.

It looks like I can only go out to eat.

You Li got out of bed and looked at Chen Jing's bed, where a large quilt was wrapped around the bed. At a glance, I knew that Chen Jing hadn't woken up yet.

So, You Li stepped forward to wake Chen Jing up.

"Chen Jing, do you want to eat dinner?" Although it sounds like a declarative sentence, it seems to Chen Jing, a sticky insect of Youli, to be a question sentence.

At this time, Chen Jing was still a little confused, and the whole person was suddenly woken up from a sweet dream, how much she hated the person who called her.

Chen Jing, who was about to curse, opened his eyes and saw an enlarged version of You Li's face, and the anger in his stomach suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Although at the beginning, Chen Jing was fascinated by You Li's temperament, but through this half a month of getting along, Chen Jing is now deeply fascinated by You Li.

It probably starts with appearance, is fascinated by character, and is loyal to the true portrayal of character.

"Yes."

Hearing Chen Jing's answer, You Li said, "Then get up and wash up." So he turned around and went to the bathroom.

Chen Jing opened the curtain with her foot and looked up at the sky, it turned out that the sun was about to set.

Although I didn't hear what You Li said just now, it was so late now, and I must have gone to dinner.

So, Chen Jing got up and changed her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash.

After the two of them packed up, they were about to go out, when You Li suddenly thought of something.

That is, Chen Yan wanted to invite her to dinner and prepare to discuss the content of the speech.

But on second thought, anyway, it's for dinner, so there shouldn't be any problems with one more person, right?

And the speech is not a confidential matter, let Chen Jing know that there will be nothing wrong, right?

Although You Li thought so in his heart, he still took out his phone and asked if he could bring his friends with him.

However, there was no news from there.

So, You Li had no choice but to aggrieve Chen Jing: "Chen Jing, why don't you have a table by yourself, someone asked me to eat at noon." ”

"Well, it doesn't matter, as long as I can see Youli, it doesn't matter where I sit."

Although Chen Jing said so, he still hated the person who asked Youli to eat in his heart.