Chapter 84 I should be the president's girlfriend

When Lin Anyan got down from Nan Junyao's high-end and high-grade car, seeing Su Jiaping's somewhat puzzled eyes, Lin Anyan hurriedly said: "It's too late to get off work, Wang Xiao's uncle just passed by our community, so he drove me back by the way." ”

Although Lin Anyan explained it like this, she was still a little weak after all, and she didn't dare to look directly into her mother's inquiring eyes.

As soon as Su Jiaping saw it, she knew that something was wrong with Lin Anyan.

She deliberately joked: "Wang Xiao's uncle often sends you home, so he doesn't like you." ”

Su Jiaping saw Wang Xiao's uncle on the day of school, and felt that he was a talent, an extraordinary bearing, and a very outstanding young man. However, his daughter is not bad, if he is really in love, except for the bad family, the others are definitely worthy of him.

In the eyes of every parent, their child is the best. Su Jiaping is no exception, she feels that her daughter is the best.

Lin Anyan's face turned red again, she didn't dare to reply, and hurriedly grabbed Su Jiaping's hand and said; "Mom, I'm tired, we're going home."

"Okay." Su Jiaping was also a little tired. She started work in the past two days, and she also worked the evening shift today, but she got off work a little earlier than Lin Anyan.

As soon as Lin Anyan got home, she hurried to take a bath, and was crawled over by the disgusting mouse, and she still had a hairy feeling. She wiped it desperately, and only then did she feel that the traces of the rat were gone. But after a while, the picture of herself and Nan Junyao holding hands appeared in her mind, and her heart was sweet, and she forgot all about the rat and tonight's unpleasant things.

Lin Anyan returned to the room, and was about to use his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to see if Nan Junyao had returned home, but he didn't expect Nan Junyao to send a WeChat message, he said, "I'm already home." What time do you usually go to bed at night? ”

Lin Anyan replied; "If you go to work early, you can go to bed a little earlier when you go to work, and you can go to bed later when you go to middle class."

"You're tired from the day today, so go to bed early. I'm free tomorrow morning and want to take you to play, will you go? Nan Junyao didn't have any work to deal with immediately tomorrow morning, so he decided to spare time to accompany Lin Anyan.

"But I have to go to work tomorrow." Lin Anyan will be in middle class tomorrow.

"Do you want to rest?" Nan Junyao asked. If he wants, he will say it to Manager Chen.

"Still don't want to, I haven't been at work for long, and I've been off for a few days." Lin Anyan feels that the work still has to be done well, although it is a summer job, and the president is Nan Junyao.

Lin Anyan thought again: Now that the two have dragged their hands, she should be regarded as the president's girlfriend. Does the name of this girlfriend need to be said by the president himself? Or is it just hand-to-hand?

Lin Anyan blushed and threw the question aside.

"It's okay if you don't take a break, I'll send you to the mall before you go to work. We can go for morning tea and then take a walk to the nearby park and we have an early lunch so you're just in time for work. Nan Junyao originally wanted to take Lin Anyan to a distant scenic spot to play, but it didn't seem to have enough time, so he could only make these plans for the time being.

"Oh well. I'm asleep, see you tomorrow. Lin Anyan thought of tomorrow, I don't know if it's a date, and I have some expectations in my heart.

"Good night!"

"Good night!"

Lin Anyan was lying on the bed, probably a little excited, and he couldn't sleep for a while. She thought; What should I tell my mother tomorrow? Let's just go play with my classmates. She felt that the matter with Nan Junyao was reliable, and she planned to tell her mother again, but it seemed too early to say it now.

Thinking of being alone with Nan Junyao tomorrow, she felt a little excited and sweet. Finally, she entered a sweet dream, and the dream seemed to be full of the figure of the president.