Chapter 1000: The Soul of the Shadow Lingers

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As soon as Xiong Jingling came out of the dormitory, her mobile phone rang immediately.

She paused, lowered her head to open it, looked at the two words beating on it, and suddenly felt a sense of irritability.

pressed it directly, but the person on the other end of the phone continued to call in tirelessly, repeating it three times, Xiong Jingling didn't get tired of it, and finally pressed answer.

Her tone was very bad, "Annoying you!" ”

The other end of the phone was quiet for three seconds, and Jiang Yiting was heard laughing lowly.

"Such a big temper?"

He could still laugh, Xiong Jingling was angry, gritted her teeth and was very angry, "It's okay, I'll hang up!" ”

"Huh? Who messed with you? ”

"Hehe, who else but you." She snorted coldly, "Hang up, I'm holding a lot of things, it's inconvenient to talk on the phone." ”

"This point, where to go?"

"You don't care where I go."

"Antelope, are you sure you want to talk to me like this all the time?"

This time, although Jiang Yiting still had a smile in his tone, the threat and warning revealed in his words were not ambiguous.

Xiong Jingling bit the **, due to inertia, and subconsciously looked serious and terrible at him, and felt sorry from the bottom of his heart, but then he thought that he was not in Nancheng now, even if he provoked him, what could he do.

At most, it's just a warning, is it possible, can he still lose Beichuan's job and come here to take care of him?

Moreover, thinking of the roommates' discussions about her behind her back, Xiong Jingling was even more angry, "Why can't I say it, I don't want you to call every day, I can read books myself, I don't need you to read every day, don't you think it's a waste of time??" ”

"Since you don't like it, then I won't read it."

He suddenly compromised so easily, Xiong Jingling had a kind of frustration that he couldn't vent with a fist into the cotton.

She pursed her lower lip and said directly, "Hang up." ”

Cutting off the call, Xiong Jingling picked up her things and continued to walk out.

However, before he walked out of the girls' dormitory, he saw Jiang Yijun waiting at the gate, and all the girls who came in and out of the door were gathered on the other side, covering their mouths and covering their faces and cheering in a low voice.

Jiang Yijun saw her at a glance, walked over directly, looked at the things in her hands, and frowned.

Xiong Jingling was still strange, rubbing and laughing secretly, "Why are you here?" It won't be a girl, you and Zhuo Feiyang are finally willing to transfer the target? ”

"A message from my brother." Jiang Yijun noticed the duffel bag in her hand, "You don't live in a dormitory?" ”

“……”

Oops, forget that Jiang Yiting has such a foreign aid.

This is too ghostly!

Jiang Yijun asked even if he asked in front of so many female students, Xiong Jingling wanted to vomit blood in her heart.

"Don't say? Or I'll take you to a counselor? ”

"Hey, who the hell are you friends with!" Xiong Jingling is angry!

Jiang Yijun only said, "I will watch you for my brother." ”

“……”

Damn, you are so arrogant!! Ball, ball, you be a normal person!

Hard-headed, Xiong Jingling had no choice but to say, "It's nothing, I just want to go out for a change of environment and have fun, and review the end of the semester well." ”

"Yes." Jiang Yijun looked at her calmly, and finally stepped forward to take her duffel bag before Xiong Jingling broke through, "Staying in a school hotel?" I'll send you there. ”

"Uh, well, thank you."

Jiang Yijun helped her move her things into the hotel and left, the same layout as the dormitory, but only a double bed.

Xiong Jingling lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, and as soon as she was quiet, she would think of the hurtful words of her roommates, and she lifted the quilt to cover her head a little irritably.

Downstairs in the hotel, Jiang Yijun raised his head and looked at the bright place upstairs, took out his mobile phone and took a photo and sent it to someone.

Soon, a familiar string of phone numbers lit up.