Chapter Thirty-Seven: Daily Mutual Fighting

Zhou Moruo came back to his senses, reached out and took a sip of the water at his feet, suppressing the shock,

After the party, it was just time to get out of school, Zhou Moruo went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back, and heard someone behind him, "Zhou Moruo,"

She turned her head, Jiang Lianyan was holding a book in her hand, and said with a light face, "What a coincidence,"

Zhou Moruo showed a false smile, turned around and walked towards the carport with an expressionless face,

When she arrived at the carport, she lowered her head and took out the key to open the lock, and when she looked up, she paused.

Jiang Lianyan was still holding the open lock in his hand, and he raised his eyebrows, "It seems that we are very fateful,"

Zhou Moruo rolled her eyes and pushed the cart forward, "We are fated,"

She rode the car with headphones, without Tang Qiao, the surroundings were a lot quieter, Zhou Moruo liked to be quiet, but for some reason, she felt a little lonely today,

The person behind him followed, "You are speeding, riding so fast on the highway, have you heard so many people say that you are handsome, and you are too excited?" ”

Zhou Moruo wore headphones, pretending not to hear anything, and the speed under his feet did not stop.

Jiang Yanyan frowned, and he chased after him, "Zhou Moruo, it's dangerous for you to do this!" ”

Zhou Moruo ripped off a headset, "Jiang Lianyan, you're really annoying,"

Jiang Jian said, "Your behavior of joking with your life is really dangerous, as your substitute, I have the right to warn you,"

Zhou Moruo, "......"

This person not only has a poisonous tongue, but also a broken mouth, which is really a collection of thousands of shortcomings.

Zhou Moruo went all the way to the house under Jiang Lianyan's earnest teachings, she parked the car, turned her head and said, "If you die one day, you must die from talking too much,"

Jiang Lianyan sneered coldly, "If you die one day, you must die from not knowing the height of the sky,"

The two looked at each other and hated each other, and went upstairs with their bags on their backs.

Lu Li's room was already dark, she rarely slept so early, Zhou Moruo closed the door and took a cup of water upstairs.

Playing taekwondo hurt her back, she was about to lie down on her back, when she suddenly heard a voice, "Meow"

Zhou Moruo hurriedly got up, and saw Xiaolan lying on the pillow, her tail wagging around, staring at her with big amber eyes,

"Xiaolan," Zhou Moruo touched its head, "why didn't you sleep?" ”

Xiaolan got up, wrapped around her waist, and then skillfully squeezed into her arms,

Zhou Mo pulled its front paws aside and pulled it aside, "Sticky spirit," she lay down on her side, "Don't bother me, I want to sleep,"

"Meow", Xiaolan wagged her tail and circled her, then lay on the pillow, reached out and rubbed the back of Zhou Moruo's hand,

Zhou Moruo sighed, "Ancestor, if you don't sleep, get out,"

Xiaolan glanced at her indifferently, and then squeezed into her arms again,

Zhou Moruo got up, reached out to pick it up, got out of bed and opened the door, put it on the ground and kicked it out.

She closed the door and came back and lay down, covering her head with the quilt.

Xiaolan shouted outside the door while picking the door with her paws, Zhou Moruo turned a blind eye, took out a pair of earbuds from under the pillow and put them on, and let go of her brows,

As a result, it was not two minutes before she closed her eyes, and the mobile phone suddenly vibrate, Zhou Moruo reached out and took it, clicked on it, and took a look.

Dai Banjiang, "Is it your cat?" ”

Dai Banjiang, "Why is it so miserable?" ”

Dai Banjiang, "What did you do to it?" ”

Dai Ban Jiang, "Zhou Moruo, are you sleeping?" ”

Zhou Moruo grinded her teeth, she resisted the urge to drop her mobile phone, took off her earbuds, climbed out of bed, and ran to the balcony, "Jiang Yanyan, are you sick?!" ”

The balcony door over there squeaked open, and Jiang Lianyan walked out in his pajamas, "What are you calling in the middle of the night, be careful that I sue you for disturbing the people,"

Zhou Moruo took a deep breath, "Who is disturbing the people, why are you sending me so many messages, and what does my cat have to do with you!" ”

Xiaolan in the house began to pick the door again, scratching the door panel with her paws, and "meowed" at the end.

Jiang Yanyan's face suddenly became serious, "You are abusing cats,"