When Zeng Yirou was about to finish embroidering Fang Wenyue, the rest of the dormitory was also watching, and some people were already asking if they could embroider a word for them. Their requirements are simple, just write their names.

Zeng Yirou looked at the work in his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "I can embroider for you, but not now." My dirty clothes haven't been washed yet, so when I'm done, I'll embroider them for you!

Here's my marker, you can write your name on the corner of your shirt and stack it here in order.

Lily, Jinxi, Wen Yue, I see that you have all finished washing your clothes, so I will help you put them away!

When I get back, I'll start embroidering again.

What do you think?! ”

Everyone was not embarrassed by Zeng Yirou, and very consciously shouted under Fang Wenyue, writing their names and lining up!

The feeling is that she once made her line up with tenderness, and she was resentful, and she was happily watching others line up!

After Zeng Yirou finished finishing Miss Fang Wenyue's clothes, she hurriedly took the clothes and washed them.

When she passed, a faucet happened to be empty, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take the place.

When I was about to finish washing, there was a sudden noise in the water room.

Listening to the sound a little familiar, Zeng Yirou took a moment to look up, and it was Kong Mengqi and Li Guoan.

These two people have been in the dormitory this week I don't know how many times, it has always been Kong Mengqi who unilaterally reprimanded Li Guoan for not doing well and not doing it right, and the people in the dormitory are used to it.

I saw that Kong Mengqi crossed his waist, pointed at Li Guoan, and reprimanded loudly: "Li Guoan! What kind of heart do you have!? I just asked me to wash my clothes, you see, I washed my pants with such a big opening!

Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?!

How am I going to wear this dress tomorrow!?

Tell you, Li Guoan, our family can let you come to this school, and we can also let you get out of here immediately! Don't look at your own catties, and want to frame me!

You're just a scholar who reads with me, and you want to do things right under my nose!

I think you're getting impatient!

……”

Li Guoan just cried blindly and said in a choked voice: "It's not me!" It's really not me! After I washed it, it was fine, and I don't know why it was like this!

I'll sew it for you, okay?! ”

"You sew me up?! How are you sewing it for me?! You let me, a dignified daughter of a multinational group, wear clothes with cloth patches?!

Do you want everyone to see my jokes together?!

Tell you, Li Guoan, if you don't come up with a way for me today and get me a new one, I'll turn both of your pants into shorts! ”

Li Guoan's face was panicked, and his voice was a little broken: "Mengqi, Mengqi, you listen to me, I really didn't do it!" I swear!

The clothes I washed for you, the pants were torn, and the first person to be suspected was myself!

I wouldn't hurt myself like that! ”

Kong Mengqi snorted coldly: "I don't care who broke it, I only know that my pants were handed over to you, and then they were torn!"

Who do you want to find to frame you, find it yourself, and I won't stop you!

Before you do, though, you're going to get me back with a new pair of pants! ”

Li Guoan cried very miserably and muttered: "There must be other ways!" There must be a way! ……”

To be honest, a pair of camouflage pants is really worthless, I'm afraid it's not as good as the cuffs of Kong Mengqi's clothes.

The problem is that they are now in a closed army, and they have money and nowhere to buy it!

Li Guoan wanted to change his clothes to Kong Mengqi, but Kong Mengqi's clothes were three sizes larger than hers, and no matter how loose the camouflage uniform was, it couldn't fit Kong Mengqi!

Let's change it with other people, there are few clothes in this body, where to change?

Even if you find someone and you are not familiar with it, why should they help you?

It's an unsolvable question.

The crowd watching in the water room whispered, some said that Kong Mengqi was too unreasonable, and some said that Li Guoan was pitiful, but no one stood up to maintain justice.

Zeng Yirou wrung out her clothes, she didn't want to watch this farce, and she was about to leave.

She is not a virgin, and she will not repay the guy who has been secretly stumbling on herself, and who is still thinking about her sweetheart.

Li Guoan is sharp-eyed, in such a desperate situation, in the encirclement of everyone, he also saw Zeng Yirou's figure through the cracks.

As if she had seen a savior, she stood up sharply, and shouted to the door, "Ere! Zeng Yirou! Zeng Yirou! ”

The crowd was in an uproar and looked back at the door.

Zeng Yirou turned his back to everyone, secretly hating why he didn't move faster just now, he was a little bit away from the door, and he had to be stopped!

Gritting his teeth, when he turned around again, he quickly changed the faces of everyone to an innocent smile: "Is anyone calling me?" ”

Li Guoan pushed away the crowd vigorously, stepped forward and grabbed Zeng Yirou's hand, and said excitedly: "Yirou, Yirou, I know, you have a way, right?" ”

"Huh?" Zeng Yirou looked at Li Guoan inexplicably, wanting to struggle away from Li Guoan's hand.

It's just that Li Guoan's hand is like a pliers, firmly clasping her hand, no matter how hard she tries, she can't break free.

Li Guoan's eyes were teary-eyed, and he smiled hopefully, and said happily: "Mengqi, I really found a way!" Someone can sew your pants and make you very satisfied! ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Zeng Yirou cautiously, looking at her with pitiful eyes full of hope and fear of rejection, and said, "Yirou, I know your ability!" You have been learning embroidery with Grandma Zhou for several years, and your skills must be good!

I have seen the cheongsam made by Grandma Zhou, all of which are hand-sewn, and the stitches are better than those made by sewing machines!

It's just a pair of camouflage pants, and you're sure to be able to sew it, right? ”

As she spoke, Kong Mengqi also walked out of the crowd and looked Zeng Yirou up and down.

"I know you! You are the high school classmate that Li Guoan has been talking about, and it is said that you are very good friends in high school.

However, Li Guoan, why do I think you, a good friend, don't want to deal with you very much?

You were crying so badly just now, and people watched from the sidelines, and they didn't feel anything, and stood up to say a word of help for you.

Are you sure people will be willing to help you? ”

Li Guoan almost knelt down for Zeng Yirou, and the tears in his eyes began to accumulate again, as if he was about to burst the embankment accidentally: "Yirou, you will help me, right?" ”

The onlookers immediately turned their disapproving eyes on Zeng Yirou, as if they were silently accusing her good friend of being inauthentic.

Kong Mengqi naturally heard the whispering in the crowd, crossed her arms around her chest, and looked lively.