"Although it is said that you and An An are married, if your father is still towards Meng Xian, it is estimated that you will not have a good time in the future, so pay attention." Zhou Huailan patted Wei Zhengting's shoulder.

Xue Anan specially cooked a few dishes and left Zhou Huailan to eat.

As a result, before Zhou Huailan's chopsticks were picked up, Wei Liqin's phone called.

I don't know what she said, Zhou Huailan's face sank suddenly, she frowned and got up, and said to Wei Zhengting and Xue An'an: "I'll go back first, you can eat." ”

"What's wrong?" Xue Anan asked worriedly.

Zhou Huailan pulled her hand: "It's okay, don't worry." ”

After saying that, he left directly.

Xue Anan looked at Wei Zhengting: "Is it really okay?" ”

Seeing that Wei Zhengting didn't look worried at all, Xue Anan felt that he was really calm.

"I heard Luo Shixin say that you have to take the test tomorrow." After Wei Zhengting finished speaking, Xue Anan immediately closed his mouth and ate quietly, and then silently took out the book and hugged his feet temporarily.

Last time, she promised Luo Shixin that she would never fail the course.

If she can't do what she wants to be Luo Shixin's assistant, it will be in vain.

Wei Zhengting finished his work, beat him out of the study, and saw that Xue Anan was still desperately reading and studying, drawing something in the notebook, and couldn't help but glance at the time.

It was past ten o'clock, and he walked up to look at her with relief, his face was gloomy, and he asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Xue Anan raised his head and blinked: "Draw the corpse, analyze the autopsy." ”

"You ......" Wei Zhengting swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he gritted his teeth: "Don't look at it, go to sleep!" ”

"I haven't finished analyzing it yet." Xue Anan looked at him curiously, why did he feel a little angry?

She blinked her eyes and showed the anatomical analysis diagram she had drawn to Wei Zhengting: "Uncle Wei, look at whether my drawings look good." ”

Wei Zhengting glared at her: "You draw a picture of a corpse, and you ask me if I look good?" and go to sleep. ”

As he spoke, he closed her notebook and threw it aside, grabbed her by the collar and threw her into the room.

The door slammed shut.

Xue An'an's face was a question mark: "Okay, what's wrong?" Is there anything bad about her paintings? ”

Seeing that Wei Zhengting went back to the room by herself, she hurriedly and quietly slipped into his room.

But the door was locked.

What's going on?

Never before was the case when the door was locked.

Xue Anan knocked on the door, but Wei Zhengting ignored her: "Uncle Wei? What's wrong with you? Do you need me to comfort you? ”

"No, go back to bed." Wei Zhengting's angry voice came from inside.

Why are you angry?

Xue Anan went back to the room with a mouthful, and he didn't figure out how to make Wei Zhengting unhappy all night.

Until the next morning, when she got up to pack her school bag, she saw an illustration next to the small book she drew last night.

This illustration was drawn by Yan Mi with her notebook when she was in class.

One is Jiang Yaji and the other is Wei Zhengting.

Well, Yanmi is a rotten girl, so what she drew was a rotten girl comic.

At that time, the two of them almost fell out because of who was attacked by whom, no matter how you look at it, Wei Zhengting is more manly, but Yan Mi felt that Wei Zhengting was affected by it, so she drew a small illustration while she was not paying attention.

Xue Anan patted his head, isn't this looking for death, and he gave it to him last night to take a closer look!