Chapter 112: You're Talking About Me?
Ancha is not stupid, how could Qu San simply let her run?
I tried to operate the spiritual power in my body, but I found that it couldn't work, and I could feel the existence of spiritual power, but I couldn't use it.
An Cha directly raised the middle finger in his heart for Qu San's childish means.
The people around him cast sympathetic glances at Ancha.
Although Ancha didn't want to move, the reality had to make her succumb.
While running, he drew a vicious curse circle for Qu San in his heart.
Ancha was also curious about how she survived, and by the time she finished 20 laps, it was already midnight.
Ancha only felt that her two legs were not her own, dragging her tired body, and made another note in her heart for Qu San.
I didn't go far when I saw Qu San standing under a tree.
It looks like she's waiting for her.
Qu San stood at the intersection, crossed his arms, and looked at Ancha playfully.
This path is the closest to the dormitory, and with a lazy temperament like An Cha, she will never go any other way.
So Qu San saw that the time was almost up, so he came down from the office and stood at the intersection waiting for An Cha.
After Ancha walked for a while, she found that her spiritual power had recovered for some time, and it was slowly moisturizing her tired body.
At this time, I saw Qu San not far away, and I was still in the mood to joke: "Yo! So idle? ”
Qu San didn't care about An Cha's ridicule, seeing that An Cha's military uniform was completely soaked with sweat, his conscience was suddenly on the line, frowning and thinking about whether he was a little too ruthless.
Ancha didn't know what Qu San was thinking, looking at Qu San's slightly frowning brows, he remembered his cleanliness habits, thinking that he disliked the smell of sweat on his body.
At that moment, An Cha's face immediately darkened, "Doctor Qu, it's late, I have to get up early tomorrow morning, I don't have time to chat with you, I'll go first." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Qu San to react, he pushed him away and walked quickly in the direction of the dormitory building.
Qu San, who was standing in place, watched Ancha's figure gradually drifting away, and then looked down at the place on his chest that had been touched by Ancha.
I don't know why, but a strange feeling surfaced in my heart.
And An Cha, who was walking in front, didn't know this, she knew that Qu San must have something to do with her, and it should be a matter of cultivation, otherwise he didn't need to look for her.
Although her force value is not as good as Qu San, but so what.
It's up to her to decide whether to help or not, you have to have an attitude no matter what you ask someone to say, she dared to do this to her in her previous life, and she doesn't know how many generations have passed.
The lights had long since been turned off in the dormitory at this point, and it was pitch black outside at the moment.
In a week's time, Ancha has long been aware of this neighborhood.
She returned to the dormitory familiarly, and the dark night did not hinder her at all.
The dormitories are standard quadruple rooms and the number of people is randomly assigned.
Ancha has always been a quiet existence, and the atmosphere in the dormitory has always been quite harmonious.
It's just that after Ancha opened the door today, it obviously smelled a different feeling.
By this time, it was already the second half of the night, and everyone must have slept as usual.
But today, no one slept, and Ancha didn't care what happened, and went straight to take a bath.
When I came out wiping my hair, I heard a strange female voice, "I don't look at what the hell I look like, and I'm embarrassed to seduce other coaches?" ”
An Chana sat on the bed and continued to wipe her hair, waiting until Zhao Chenyan was almost finished, and then said with an inexplicable expression: "Are you talking about me?" ”