Chapter 480: The Flame of Man (8)
Hotel.
Several people gathered in a huge suite, looking at the balls lying on the bed and purring loudly.
"Why don't you splash some cold water and wake him up?" Qin Shouru asked.
Yan Ruyu shook his head, "No, just detain the person alone, let's give him a good show tomorrow morning." β
"What are your plans?" Wu Cuo asked.
"Sleepy, sleep." Yan Ruyu yawned and walked out the door.
"Boss Yan! Don't bring such! What is the key moment to sell?! Hey, slow down, tell me about it......" Wu Cuo followed him all the way and nagged.
When he arrived at the door of the room, Yan Ruyu opened the door and entered the house, turned around, and blocked Wu Cuo, who wanted to enter the door with him.
"The man can't stand it, so I won't invite you into the house, let's wash and sleep early."
"Holy!" Wu Cuo was almost angry, he clenched his fists and said: "You can insult my IQ, but you can't insult my ......"
"Orientation?" Yan Ruyu rushed to answer.
Wu Cuo nodded.
"You're thinking too much, I just want to say, I'm handsome, it's an indisputable fact.
Good night. β
Yan Ruyu slammed the door shut, hiding his merit and fame.
Leaving Wu Cuo at the door and roaring: "Boss Yan, you wait for me!" β
But soon, Wu Cuo's heart was balanced. He found that there was another person who had eaten the closed door soup, and the situation might be worse than him.
Qin Shouru.
He stood at the door of Minghui and glanced at Wu Cuo, with a wry smile on his face.
"Let's talk?" He said to Wu wrongly
The two hit it off and entered Wu Cuo's room together.
"What do you like about Minghui?" Wu asked wrongly.
"I can't say either, I just looked beautiful at the beginning, and I habitually wanted to chase after it."
"Count yourself on being honest."
"You're right, I just like the feeling of being with you, being honest and being able to say anything.
Anyway, you all know all the ridiculous things I've done, and it can't be worse.
It's so good to feel very relaxed. β
"What about Minghui, what are you doing with us?"
"Minghui, hehe......" As soon as she was mentioned, Qin Shouru first showed a foolish smirk, "She is good at everything, unlike those ordinary women, who are crooked." Don't say anything else, just about Zhang Xiaoqiu, if you change the ordinary woman, you can't mess with me?
Minghui, it's really atmospheric, he didn't mention anything to me except for investigating the case...... Sometimes I want to take the initiative to tell her that she doesn't want to hear it yet. β
Wu Cuo nodded, "It's Minghui's style, but it's ...... You have to be prepared for a long-term war of resistance, I see, the more you don't mention it, the more bottomless she is.
I still know her, Minghui is not a girl who talks nonsense and does things randomly, you have to wait for her to think it out for herself, and pass the hurdle in her heart. β
"Oh, it's my Angkor! Transparent! β
"Less sycophants! I hope you like Minghui as much as you say. β
In the early morning of the next day, Qin Shouru was the first to get up. I didn't expect this gentleman to be an early bird.
Soon after getting up, he drove Minghui, dressed in casual clothes, to the gate of Central South University in the center of the city.
Minghui painted light makeup, shawl hair, and standard black long straight.
Although it was a mission, Minghui was in a good mood at the thought of being able to re-experience campus life, humming a little song along the way.
When he arrived at the school gate, Qin Shouru said, "Why don't I accompany you?" β
Minghui looked him up and down and shook his head, "You can't." β
"Don't mind! My brother also went to college, although his grades are not good......"
"I mean, you face...... It's a bit old, and pretending to be a college student doesn't look like ......."
"I'm rubbing! You're bad at learning! You learned badly from Brother Yan! How gentle you used to be...... Why is it more poisonous than Brother Yan now......"
"Hahaha...... Let's go, wait for news of my triumph! β
School of Architecture, NTU, sophomore, has a public professional class early this morning.
Professor Zhang Zhen's classes are full every semester. After his misfortune, the school drove ducks to the shelves and sent a young lecturer, and after one class, a large number of students skipped class.
Young lecturers have no choice but to take a roll call every time they go to class, and they also order once before class, again during class, and sometimes once before class.
The students were so annoyed that they gave this teacher Wang a nickname - Wang Diandian.
Today's class was a little different, thoughβat least for some of the boys.
They noticed Minghui.
College campuses are always full of hormones, and although the boys don't speak, they can't help but glance at Minghui's face twice.
Minghui was not stage frightened, and even, she specially picked the place with the most boys in the left rear of the classroom and sat down in the only vacant seat in this area.
The boys in this area are very outstanding.
There is a very three-dimensional facial features, dyed with grandma's gray hair, and two shouting and playing mobile games, a fat man is eating xiaolongbao, judging from the appearance of the buns, it should have just come back from the canteen.
The gang looks like ...... A boy who dares to strike up a conversation with a girl.
At this time, what Minghui needs most is to be accosted.
In order to gain the favor of the other person, no matter what the other person asks, he will give the answer as much as possible, which is very simple.
This is a big lesson between two consecutive classes, and in the first class, Minghui "coincidentally" joined the game of two boys.
Even, she took the two to a victory, and was admired by the two of them.
During recess, Minghui had already mingled with a few boys.
She had learned that they were classmates and lived in a dormitory. My biggest hobbies are playing games and skipping classes. Of course, skipping class is to play games.
Several people also learned that Minghui was from another college, and he came here today purely to help his girlfriend answer by name.
The implication is that you may not see it in the future.
The boy who dyed his hair was named Du Yuan, and during the recess, he hurriedly asked for Minghui's WeChat, and also changed positions with the boy sitting next to Minghui, it seems that Du Yuan is the eldest of these people.
In the second class, the chat was more in-depth, but most of them revolved around common hobbies, classmates, etc., the campus is small and fresh, Minghui understands.
Until Du Yuan asked a question.
"Do you like to read?"
Minghui knew that the opportunity to cut to the chase had come.
"I like it, I love watching detectives."
"Oh? What a coincidence, I like it too. β
Whether Du Yuan really likes it or intends to welcome it, it is unknown. Minghui was very "intimate" and did not continue to talk about reasoning, so as not to let Du Yuan goof, but she asked casually: "I heard that your professional teacher died?" β
"I like it, I love watching detectives."
"Oh? What a coincidence, I like it too. β
Whether Du Yuan really likes it or intends to welcome it, it is unknown. Minghui was very "intimate" and did not continue to talk about reasoning, so as not to let Du Yuan goof, but she asked casually: "I heard that your professional teacher died?" β