As soon as Song Xixi got up, Tang Zhihuan raised his head, and his tone was obviously joking:

"You're not going to hit someone, are you?"

Song Xixi's facial features were twisted together, clutching his stomach: "My stomach hurts, I'll go to the toilet!" ”

Tang Zhihuan smiled, lowered his head and continued to look at the information.

Well, Song Hee-hee is indeed cute.

More than ten minutes later, Song Xixi sent a message: "My eldest aunt is here!" ”

Tang Zhihuan chuckled in his heart and tapped the keyboard: "So what?" ”

Flowery wife: "Help me borrow a sanitary napkin!" ”

Song Xixi squatted in the toilet with her stomach covered, and even her feet were numb and she didn't hear from Tang Zhihuan.

"Are you here, my feet are numb!"

"Here we are."

"I'll be right out."

As soon as she finished sending this message, she heard someone shouting outside the toilet: "Is Song Xixi there?" ”

"I'm here!"

Song Xixi replied suspiciously, and soon saw a small hand reaching in through the gap under the door, holding a pack of seven-degree space in his hand.

"Your boyfriend asked me to bring it in."

"Thank you!" Song Xixi chuckled in her heart, but the corners of her mouth were dyed with a smile.

Tang Zhihuan waited at the door for a while, but he didn't see Song Xixi come out, staring at the news.

"How are you?"

As soon as he looked up, Song Xixi washed his hands in front of the sink, and then came over to Tang Zhihuan, pulling his arm, his pink lips were slightly white, and there was a layer of unresolved tooth marks.

Tang Zhihuan's gaze fell on her lips at once, and the soft touch was in his mind.

stared at her with heavy eyes, but he didn't hurry to shake off her hand: "How is it?" ”

Song Xixi smiled, her little face crooked: "The young lady who gave me something just now said that my boyfriend asked her to send it in?" ”

“……”

"I want to interview, Mr. Tang Zhihuan, are you still single now?"

“……”

"Mr. Tang Zhihuan?"

Tang Zhihuan pushed his glasses and turned back to the study room.

As soon as Song Xixi sat down, he saw Tang Zhihuan turning off the computer and packing his schoolbag.

"You're done today?"

"Go back to your dorm room and study."

The temperature of the public air conditioner in the study room was very low, Tang Zhihuan glanced at Song Xixi impatiently, and walked to the front with his schoolbag on his back.

When I arrived at the stairs, I saw Song Xixi still slowly behind, sighed and waited for her in place.

Song Xixi forcibly held back a happy smile, and pretended to speak weakly: "My stomach hurts, can you help me?" ”

“……”

Tang Zhihuan helped Song Xixi back to the house she rented, and then sat half-lying on the bed with the quilt to rest, Tang Zhihuan continued to sit in front of the window and read the information.

Neither of them mentioned going back to the dormitory.

In the evening, Tang Zhihuan Computer Association was going to hold a meeting, and Song Xixi had severe menstrual pain, and even frowned tightly when he fell asleep, and his face was uncomfortable.

Tang Zhihuan covered the quilt for her and brought the door lightly.

None of the programs assigned to them this week were unraveled, and Tang Zhihuan pushed his glasses, ignoring the dozens of complaining eyes in the conference room.

He cleared his throat and chuckled, "You can't solve it so easily?" ”

There was a lot of bitterness at the bottom.

"Where is it simple, you are just embarrassing us for the president, so that my eldest aunt is ahead of schedule!"

Li Tingting complained with a bitter face, she consulted a senior in her senior year, and they all said that this program could not be solved, they had just been a freshman, what was it that was not embarrassing......

"Hahaha......"

The room burst into laughter.

Lu Ziming laughed teasingly: "Tingting wants to drink more hot water." ”