Jiang Huai took a sip of watermelon juice expressionlessly, washed the contents of his mouth down, and nodded calmly.

"Well, you drank too much last night, hugged my neck, and didn't let go of death, you have to hug you."

“...... Can't it......" Song Slow was a little self-doubting, is she so tasteless about drunkenness?

"Why not? For the sake of our respective innocences, I carried you back. Jiang Huai shook his head regretfully and drank the remaining watermelon juice.

"My face is gone." Jiang Huai put away the wrapping paper, his face full of sadness.

Song Slow still didn't believe it, "Really? ”

Jiang Huai stood up straight and looked at Song Slow seriously, "Heaven and earth can be learned, Jiang Cheng's hair is proof." ”

Jiang Cheng, who was far away, sneezed from afar and threw a strand of hair on the comb into the trash can in pain.

Seeing that Jiang Huai was so serious, Song Chu didn't doubt it anymore, but scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "Brother Jiang Huai, I'm sorry ......"

"It's all happened, and it's useless to apologize now. If you really have the heart to admit your mistake, don't drink next time. Jiang Huai sat down opposite Song Slow again and watched her eat.

Seeing that the bloodshot under his eyes was a little serious, and there were also large patches of black green under his eyes, Song Chu was a little curious for a while: "You didn't drink the bar yesterday?" ”

Jiang Huai shook his head: "I'm not like someone who loves to drink. ”

Song Slow: "...... I think you didn't have a good mood and thought you didn't sleep well last night. ”

Jiang Huai's eyelids jumped, and he immediately turned his head and rubbed his eyes, "What, I'm having a nightmare." ”

"Oh." Song slowly took a big bite of the meat floss and small shellfish, and the salad dressing rubbed on the side of his mouth.

"I thought you were like me in high school, hiding in the quilt and reading novels for a night, and I went to class early in the morning and was sleepy and wanted to die on the spot."

Song Slow understated a few words, but it was like a few knives stabbing Jiang Huai's heart, breaking through his little disguise.

He stared at Song Slow, his expression serious and nervous, "What nonsense?" Who is addicted to novels like you? ”

"Didn't you say you liked to read romance novels like "Shanshan Come to Eat" before......

Before Song finished speaking, Jiang Huai stood up and pulled out a piece of paper and slapped it on her mouth.

"Eat your meal!" Jiang Huai huffed into the room.

Song slowly wiped the salad dressing off his mouth inexplicably, "What's wrong with this old thing?" Didn't sleep well and changed sex? ”

Unable to figure out why Jiang Huai was angry, Song slowly finished his dinner, cleaned up the garbage and continued to catch up on sleep.

-

Early the next morning, Song got up early.

Before she went to bed, she set an alarm clock an hour earlier than usual, just so that she wouldn't go out with Jianghuai, so that he wouldn't have to send her to school.

When he came out of the room, Jiang Huai's door was closed. Song smiled slowly and tiptoed, for fear of waking him up.

It was still a little dark in the room, Song Slow didn't turn on the light, and walked to the armrest of the sofa as he walked.

"Bang", she grinned when she hit it, and she didn't dare to scream.

Hopping up to the door, she breathed a sigh of relief. Opening the door, a familiar figure was looking at her with a smile.

"Awake?" Jiang Huai's smiling appearance is like a loving father waiting for his children to go to school.

Song slowly stood up straight in embarrassment and deflated, the bump on his leg was still faintly painful, "You got up so early......"

"You're up early, too." JAC turned around and pressed the elevator.

Song slowly helplessly helped his forehead.

Sure enough, in such a thing as playing sideways and slippery, she can't do it in JAC.

The two of them bought a few fritters and soy milk at the breakfast shop downstairs to make do with breakfast. Song slowly took a bite of the hot fritters and spoke slurredly.

"You're not going to the company?"

"Recently, the company has been on vacation." Jiang Huai helped her carry her schoolbag, bowed her head and walked step by step.

"Huh?" Thinking of the fact that Jianghuai's company was almost acquired a few days ago, Song Slow inexplicably felt that something bad should have happened to his company, and Jianghuai lied to her when he said this.

"That...... Brother Jianghuai, don't be sad. There is always a solution to things, if you are short of money......"

Thinking of the huge manuscript fee earned for the first book, Song Slow said ruthlessly: "I can lend it to you." ”

Seeing that she was serious, Jiang Huai pretended to be depressed, "You can't support me?" ”

"Ahem, cough, cough......" A mouthful of fritters stuck in my throat and almost didn't swallow it. Song slowly took a sip of soy milk and rushed to Chong, and even his hair was rejecting Jianghuai.

"Brother Jianghuai, it's not terrible for people to fail, what is terrible is that they don't have the strength to struggle anymore. If I raise you, will you survive on others for the rest of your life? ”

"There is a rich woman who is willing to support me, as long as she is okay, I am fine." Jiang Huai stopped, grabbed the small chirp on the back of Song Slow's head, and smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Slowly, I'm good and obedient, I'll do whatever you tell me to do. Can you ...... Thinking about raising me? Jiang Huai's words were serious and tempting, Song Slow was confused by this beauty, and he almost said it was okay in a second.

Fortunately, reason broke through the adrenaline, and she stopped the precipice in time.

Song slowly took a step back and exhaled, his snow-white little face was bloodshot, and even his earlobes were about to melt red.

"Brother Jianghuai, I'm still the same sentence, I can lend you ......"

"Tease you."

Jiang Huai couldn't hold back his laughter, "It's all funny." ”

"Huh?" Song was confused, "What do you mean?" ”

"The computer company that wanted to buy our company was bought by us." To put it mildly, it seems that the acquisition is too simple to be simple.

Song Slow was once again stunned by him.

Co-authored this old thing, tricked her into sympathy?

The more Song Slow thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally raised his foot and kicked Jiang Huai the leg, and walked away angrily.

Jiang Huai casually followed behind her, screaming without a sound.

"Slow ......"

"Slowly!"

"Song University Writers ......"

"Little friend!"

...

Under the sleepless magic sound, Song slowly copied the path into the classroom, leaving Jiang Huai far behind.

She sat down in an inconspicuous spot in the back rows, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

There were still three minutes before class, and Song slowly glanced at the class schedule, it was an ideological education class. As soon as she raised her hand to take out the textbook, she recalled that the schoolbag was still there with Jiang Huai.

"Oops!" Song stood up slowly, wanting to go out and ask Jiang Huai for a schoolbag, but in the next second, the teacher of the ideological and moral class walked in.

The teacher of the ideological and moral class is an old man, who looks fierce and doesn't look very easy to mess with.

Song slowly gritted his teeth and could only sit back again.

She looked up at the window, which was nearly two meters away from her, and wondered if she could get Jiang Huai to throw the book in from the outside. But it's so high, if you throw it in, the teacher will find out.

For a while, Song was anxious, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Report."

The voice rang out, and the class looked towards the door.

I saw the famous school grass carrying a pink schoolbag and standing at the door of the freshman classroom.

The scenery is infinitely good.