Chapter 8 What to Say About Childhood Sweethearts (8)

"Hey...... Su Feng, are you free? Zhong Nuanyang called Su Feng, who was walking to the dormitory with a few boys after finishing the training.

"Oh~ your girlfriend?" The boy next to him raised his eyebrows at Su Feng, and the others all smiled tacitly.

"My high school classmate~ You go back first, I'll come in a while." Su Feng stood there calmly and waited for Zhong Nuanyang to come over.

The boys gave Su Feng a thumbs up and walked away.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Nuanyang saw that the boys had walked away, and asked first.

"Aren't you waiting for me here?" Su Feng tilted his head and hooked half of the corners of his mouth to look at her teasingly.

"No, I mean, how did you get into this university?" Zhong Nuanyang couldn't stand his hanging, and asked with a stiff face.

"Oh." Su Feng shrugged: "You didn't answer me either." ”

"What?"

"Are you...... Peeked at my volunteer ......" Su Feng lowered his body and whispered in Zhong Nuanyang's ear.

"You ......" Zhong Nuanyang raised his head angrily: "How is it possible, we are not in the same class...... How do I know where you are filling in? ”

"That's right." Su Feng stood up straight and looked at her funny.

Zhong Nuanyang thought for a while before reacting, and suddenly felt so embarrassed, since he couldn't see his college entrance examination intention, how could he see himself?

"That ......" Zhong Nuanyang searched in his mind again for a few to-do items that stopped Su Feng: "That...... Did you shoot it? ”

"What?" Su Feng simply hugged his arms and looked at her with the eyes of caring for the mentally handicapped child.

"That picture!" Zhong Nuanyang gritted her teeth and whispered, thinking of her ghost appearance in the photo, her face suddenly turned red to the root of her ears.

"What photo?" Su Feng simply pretended to be stupid to the end, spreading his hands and looking innocent.

"I know it's you," Zhong Nuanyang clenched his fists angrily: "If you dare to spread it, you will die, understand?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." Su Feng smiled and pulled the brim of his hat, the two days of military training made his complexion several degrees darker, coupled with the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the calm tone, and the well-fitting military training uniform on his body, he looked at it suddenly, it seemed that he really had a bit of a military taste: "Is there anything else, I have to go back to take a bath without me." ”

"And ......" Zhong Nuanyang's eyes glanced at Xu Huanhuan, who had been cheering for him not far away, and took a deep breath: "Do you have a girlfriend now?" ”

Su Feng didn't speak, looked at her expression inquiringly, and then suddenly smiled: "If I say no, are you going to introduce me?" ”

Zhong Nuanyang sneered in her heart, but looking at Xu Huanhuan, who had been signaling her not to run away, she hesitated and said, "I have a good sister who wants to get to know you." ”

Before Su Feng could speak, Xu Huanhuan on the side had already jumped over and stretched out his hand to Su Feng: "Su Feng, hello, I'm Xu Huanhuan, we added WeChat." ”

"Oh," Su Feng glanced at Zhong Nuanyang, who was relieved behind her, and also smiled: "Hello, Su Feng." ”

"I just learned that you and Yangyang are high school classmates, it seems that we are still quite fated." Xu Huanhuan was half a head taller than Zhong Nuanyang, and she looked like a good match when she stood next to Su Feng.

"Well, my roommate also told me to go back and make the bed and talk when I have time." Su Feng waved his hand at Xu Huanhuan, nodded at Zhong Nuanyang, and turned to leave.

"Alright, let's go too." Zhong Nuanyang pulled Xu Huanhuan's arm and said.

"Warm sun. I'm in love. Xu Huanhuan looked at Su Feng's back and smiled innoiacly.

"What? Didn't you just say a couple of words? ”

"No matter what, whether you saw his doting smile at me just now, my heart melted......" Xu Huanhuan held his chest and watched Su Feng enter the dormitory building, still reluctant.

"What? Are you okay? Zhong Nuanyang couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and touch her forehead: "There is no fever." You sober up a little and go back. ”