"You are my little apple, I love you too much every day, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the fire of my life, fire and fire, fire and ......"

"You are my little apple, I love you too much every day, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the fire of my life, fire and fire, fire and ......"

"You are my little apple, I love you too much every day, my little red face warms my heart, lights up the fire of my life, fire and fire, fire and ......"

"You're my little ......"

In Room 309 of the women's dormitory building of the Department of Journalism of S University, the ringtone of the Divine Comedy of the mobile phone rang over and over again in the quiet dormitory, and its owner sat in front of the computer, wearing earplugs in both ears, and skillfully tapping on the keyboard. 《

The blood bars on both of their heads are increasing and decreasing rapidly, and it is the most critical moment.

"Bai Ruosu, you are deaf, answer the phone!"

A thick copy of "History of World Journalism" happened to smash on Bai Ruosu's hand, her hand hung down in pain, the blood bar on the head of the woman in red was immediately emptied, and the screen was a lifeless gray.

Take off the headphones and glared at the rude sisters sleeping on her top bunk.

"Murderer!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and answer the phone, I'll hear your little apple almost vomit." ”

Bai Ruosu was still immersed in the grief and indignation of the murder of the game character, and took out the mobile phone that was still singing happily from her *, "Hey-"

"Ruo. ”

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, took the phone away from his ear, looked at the caller ID, and replied, "Yes." ”

"I miss you. ”

"Ahh

"Miss you!"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded tired.

Bai Ruosu is now completely awake from the game, and the battle is over anyway, so he simply quit the game and went to * with his mobile phone.

Take a deep breath and tell yourself not to take his words seriously. "Gu Anzhi, you dialed the wrong number, my sister's number is 6. ”

The mobile phone numbers of her and her sister are only different in mantissa numbers, one is 6 and the other is 9.

"Probably. ”

Sure enough, the man's words could not be believed. "Anything else? I'm hanging up. ”

“...... Girl, do you want me to get engaged to Su Mo?"

As soon as the hand holding the phone slipped, the phone fell to the *.

Bai Ruosu slowly picked up the phone and stared at the ceiling, "Gu Anzhi, can you be more bored?"

"Well, it's a bit boring, there's still a lot of call time left to run out this month, so there's no need to waste it. ”

"......" dared to love him, the purpose of making this call was not to cheapen the mobile company.

"Girl, you haven't answered my words yet, do you want me to get engaged to Su Mo?"

It seemed that Gu Anzhi minded this question very much, and asked it again.

"Gu Anzhi, what do you want to do, what does it matter to me whether you are engaged or not. Did I say I don't want to, you really don't want to order?" Bai Ruosu asked helplessly, when did she have such an important position in his heart.

"No, it won't. The answer was simple and crisp.

Sure enough, he was just idle and teased her to relieve her boredom.

Bai Ruosu closed her eyes and adjusted her emotions, resisting the urge to swear, "I know that you will not marry my sister, but I think it is better for you to express these feelings to her in person, I am very busy, hang up." ”

He slammed his grip on the phone and cut his voice off the phone. Then he picked up a pillow and put it on his head, "Ahh!!!!!!h