CHAPTER XXI

By the time the boys in the class carried the drunken ladies back to the girls' dormitory, it was almost two o'clock.

Cheng Luoluo lay on the chair and yawned several times, but she was still happily replying to the birthday wishes given to her by others.

Smack.

A cup of warm coffee was placed on her table, and the faint aroma made people instantly sober up.

"Put two pieces of candy, the temperature is just right, drink it."

Ye Ning changed into a loose nightdress and leaned lazily on her wardrobe, her long hair was casually draped, and her face looked a little pale after removing her makeup.

"Lemon baby is the best."

"Go to sleep, or you'll have dark circles tomorrow."

Cheng Luoluo drank all the coffee in the cup, and there was some tiredness between his eyebrows, it really takes a lot of energy and time to maintain such a good popularity.

But she always has a pure and clean smile, never complains, and simply wants to give all the good to the people she cherishes.

What a stupid myrrh.

Ye Ning sighed softly, and after preparing the toiletries, she pushed open the door of the bedroom.

"I'll go take a shower first, and you go to bed early."

"yes, I see."

Not long after Ye Ning left, Cheng Luoluo's mobile phone suddenly vibrated rapidly, making a loud noise in the empty bedroom.

She looked carefully at the caller ID.

Gu Jinyu.

The finger subconsciously pressed the connect button and put it to his ear, and soon there was a ruffian but somewhat cramped voice.

"Miss Cheng, you have a birthday gift waiting for you to sign, in the small garden next to the women's dormitory, do you have time now?"

"Huh......?"

Cheng Luoluo's hand holding the mobile phone trembled, and his head couldn't turn for a while.

Gu Jinyu.

She remembered that this was the only boy in the class who Ye Ning was slightly familiar with, with a somewhat sassy personality, lively and a little silly, and he looked pretty good.

It's just that the only few times I've spoken have been during class meetings.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, isn't it a little inconvenient right now? ”

"It's okay, it's late after all."

"That ......"

Forget it.

Cheng Luoluo bit his lower lip lightly, listening to the voice that was a little inexplicably flustered and lost, as if his heart was suddenly wrapped in something soft, which was reassuring.

She hesitated for a moment, then interrupted him softly.

"It's okay, I can come out."

"You stand there waiting for me."