He doesn't believe that Cheng Yao hasn't looked at his phone all the time, and he doesn't look at his phone in class, but it's impossible not to look at it after class, right?

So, did she do it on purpose?

Suddenly, Cheng Haoxuan couldn't help laughing, he knew, the little cat was angry, it was before he was angry, he knew.

(33: Cheng Xiansen, congratulations on lighting up the skill of Detective Conan.) ）

In this regard, Cheng Haoxuan not only did not feel uncomfortable, but sent several buttons to Cheng Yao one after another, since the domestic kitten is angry, then he has to think of ways to make her not angry, a very simple way is to coax her well.

So, Cheng Haoxuan sent her some messages in a row, but Cheng Yao never replied, as if her text message just now was just his illusion.

Well? Haven't responded yet?

These days of the family are homeless, and their temper has grown, and their studies have deteriorated.

Cheng Xiansen touched his chin, he likes the little things he learned, what should he do?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, and his fingers gently touched his lips, there was really no way not to like it.

(Sansan: Hehe, is this the legendary woman who is not bad and man does not love?) Cheng Xiansen: Wrong, you should say that I don't like what she looks like. Sansan covered his face: Is it swollen for a mouthful of dog food inexplicably? ）

It's a bad feeling to not get a response, though, eh...... So what to do?

At this moment, there was no trace of embarrassment on Cheng Haoxuan's face, and the wind was light, as if everything was in his hands.

Soon, Cheng Yao obediently came over.

There is no other reason, Cheng Yao got out of class, hesitated, or secretly took out his mobile phone to look at the information on WeChat, and when he opened it, he was still hesitating to accept it when he saw it, but he saw a photo sent by Cheng Haoxuan, and he was anxious all of a sudden.

On the photo, the back of Cheng Haoxuan's hand was bruised, this was his hand on a drip last night, he grabbed her hand at that time, and then it was swollen, and now it is a bruise, fortunately, the nurse came over and said that it was okay, otherwise, Cheng Yao was really going to die.

Looking at the tragic situation in the photo at this moment, Cheng Yao can't help but feel distressed, who is distressed if she doesn't feel sorry for her own man?

So, I immediately made a phone call.

Listening to the bell specially set for Cheng Yao ringing, Cheng Haoxuan was not in a hurry to pick it up, but took a sip calmly, put down the water cup slowly, and then slowly connected the phone.

"Hmm."

"Are you ......" Cheng Yao heard Cheng Haoxuan's faint "um", somehow his heart was weak, he touched his nose, and hurriedly asked, "Isn't it painful?" ”

Cheng Haoxuan sighed, and said in a weak tone: "Well, it doesn't hurt very much, anyway, that's it." ”

"That's what you mean?"

"Alas...... Anyway, now that this hand is so ugly, my daughter dislikes me and doesn't want to reply to my messages. Cheng Haoxuan said dejected words, but a smile flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Cheng Yao felt very reluctant when he heard it, and felt that he seemed to be a little too willful just now, so he hurriedly said, "No! I ......" but that awkward little emotion welled up in her heart again, and she pouted, "I just ...... I just didn't see it! ”

In the end, Cheng Yao's tone began to become straightforward again, okay, I'll be honest, it's not justified at all, it's clearly annoyed and angry.