Fu Baixue next to her had already seen this message.

She snorted lightly, crackled and knocked another message over: [Oh, I forgot to tell you, Zhizhi is lying next to me now. 】

Susie Ci: "......"

At this moment, the phones of both people were silent.

Susie will play dead to the end.

No matter what she sent, he didn't reply.

Fu Baixue sent several more messages in a row, but did not get a reply, and threw the phone on the bedside table in a huff.

"This peacock won't reply to my message!"

Jiang Lingzhi guessed: "Maybe, after the face is pressed on the ground and rubbed, it will take time to slow down." ”

Fu Baixue sneered, picked up the phone again, added the name to the blacklist, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't reply to my message, okay, don't reply in the future." ”

Jiang Lingzhi: "......"

It's too ruthless.

After eating the melon for a while, Jiang Lingzhi shook his head, picked up his mobile phone, and switched to the chat window with her boyfriend.

Ready to send him a message in the past tense.

A message popped up on the interface.

Friend Nan: [I'm home]

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes bent up instantly, and he replied slowly: [Why is it so late? 】

Fu Baixue also came over and watched the show in a good tone: "What about chatting with your husband?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi flickered and quickly pressed the screen to his chest.

"Yo," Fu Baixue pinched her face: "Okay, now I have a secret from my sister, right?" Ay...... If you have a husband, you don't want a sister. ”

Jiang Lingzhi: "......"

Fu Baixue teased her, smiled and picked up her mobile phone to chat with others.

Another message prompt came from the mobile phone, and Jiang Lingzhi secretly picked up the mobile phone and glanced at it.

Friend Nan: [I've been back for a while, and I just washed the sheets]

Jiang Lingzhi felt a little inexplicable: [What kind of sheets do you wash in the middle of the night? 】

Friend Nan: [What do you say?] 】

Jiang Lingzhi's fingers holding the mobile phone paused slightly.

What he shouldn't have washed was the sheets on his bed......

Jiang Ling was speechless.

Another possibility came to mind, and she almost exploded on the spot.

He can't be hand-washed, right?

Fu Baixue peeled an orange and stared at her while eating: "What are you talking about?" The ears are red. ”

Jiang Lingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly locked the screen of the phone: "I didn't talk about anything." ”

Fu Baixue obviously didn't believe it, stared at her suspiciously for a while, and didn't continue to ask.

Jiang Lingzhi has to go to class tomorrow.

The two of them hid in the quilt and chatted for a while, but when they saw that it was too late, they didn't talk too long, and they were ready to go to bed.

In the unfamiliar environment, Jiang Lingzhi tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep a little.

After talking to him a little earlier.

I really feel like I'm missing my boyfriend.

Jiang Lingzhi felt that she was unproductive.

Obviously, I didn't see each other every day at school, so why did I be separated for so long, it's no wonder I'm not used to it.

The next day is Monday.

Jiang Lingzhi was still sleeping when she got up.

Her plane ticket seemed to be for 10 a.m.

Jiang Lingzhi patted her through the quilt: "Xiaoxue, I'm going to school, you remember to get up, wait a minute, don't be late." ”

Fu Baixue replied in a daze.

After Jiang Lingzhi finished washing, she put on her schoolbag and quickly went out, helping her close the door by the way.

When she returned to school, she went to the dormitory first.

Several roommates were still washing up in the dormitory and were about to go out to the classroom.

"Hey, Lingling, you're back."