Chapter 211

Han Xiaoye slides his mobile phone screen back and forth. He doesn't know what he wants to do after sliding for a long time. She irritably threw the mobile phone to the pillow, pulled the cover on her head. After five minutes, she lifted the quilt, picked up her cell phone again and got up.

The people in the dormitory are complaining about how abusive the instructor is. There is a good boy in his class, where he meets some interesting things.

Seeing that Han Xiaoye came down, Lin Yijia took time to ask, "Xiaoye, where are you going so late?"

"It's too hot. I'll go out and get some air."

"Oh, come back early. After a while, aunt SuGuan is going to check the dormitory. You know, when she gets fierce, her mouth will crack for half an hour. That's it. Didn't I say that you little girls don't understand punctuality? Do you know how to watch? Is there something wrong with your eyes or you didn't learn math well? Can't you recognize the bedtime? Ah, tell me, why are you late? Come on, talk about your reasons... "Lin Yijia learned how to be angry with the dormitory manager, and learned it vividly. It made everyone laugh and began to discuss again. Last night, Su Guan scolded so and so of 205 next door

Han Xiaoye pulled up the door, crossed the corridor and squatted at the corner of the stairs. Summoned up courage, dialed key 1.

"Du"

Her heart was in the air.

The phone rang 12 times and no one answered. Han Xiaoye's heart is a little cold. The mechanical female voice rings, and she hangs up the phone. I stare at my cell phone for a while and bite my teeth.

nine o'clock

What is Fu Zhiyan doing when he doesn't answer the phone?

She changed from wishful thinking to wishful thinking. She couldn't help but call again.

"Du --" is still the rustle of electricity.

As the phone was about to be automatically hung up again, a cool voice came from the other end, "hello."

Fu Zhiyan answers the phone, but Han Xiaoye doesn't know what to say. Silence for 30 seconds, only the sound of electricity in the phone.

Fu Zhiyan put down the document in his hand, rubbed his temple and leaned back on the chair. The conference room was quiet, looking at the workaholic president on the phone.

"Han Xiaoye."

"Ah?"

"Wait for me a few more days." He paused, "I will catch you home before you finish military training."

He droops the gentleness in the MOU, Leng is to see the person of silly meeting room.

work overtime

It's like hell!

Han Xiaoye was still making trouble. When he heard that he took the initiative to step on the steps, he immediately stepped down, "little uncle, I miss you."

I can't help it. She really cares about him. Originally, he didn't take the initiative to make a phone call. He was determined to hold it! But hold a fart! Ideal is too full, reality is too bony. Three days did not hear his voice, her heart is like a cat in scratch, scratch the heart and lung.

"Yes."

Han Xiaoye eyes a turn, changed a way, "do you think I have?"

Let Fu Zhiyan take the initiative, it is better to let the pig on the tree. Mountains don't look for me, I look for mountains. He doesn't take the initiative, she just takes the initiative.

Anyway, one of the two should take the initiative to talk about Mao's love! She is not cheeky. At most, she is fighting for two people's revolutionary cause.

Han Xiaoye thinks so, more comfortable, the mouth is also straightforward and bold, "I pulled your gun that day and left you there, you are not angry with me?"

"..." it's obviously xiaonizi who is angry. She left him that day. Fu Zhiyan was silent for a moment, glanced at the gossip, looked at all his people, opened his chair and went out, "aren't you angry?"

Han Xiaoye curled his mouth, "I'm angry, who's not angry. But what can I do? Who can make me like you more

That's all she has to say. She will never hold back what she has to say.

After that, I don't think about it all the time.

Fu Zhiyan hooked the corner of his mouth, and Feng Mou softened a little. There is a strong wind in B city, and the waves are blowing. Han Xiaoye heard the sound of the sea and immediately asked, "uncle, you haven't gone back yet?"

"Yes."

"When will you go back then?"

Fu Zhiyan pursed his lower lip, "there's a dinner later."

Emma! Dinner, isn't there beauty, champagne, power and sex? Han Xiaoye immediately stood up and said fiercely, "little uncle, don't forget that you promised me before you went on a business trip. You are determined to start the Zhen Cao defense war!"

“……”

"Don't drink unless it's necessary. If you are drunk, you can't drink it. What if you are drunk and taken advantage of? "

Fu Zhiyan Temple sudden crazy jump, "will not."

"Certainly! The first time you were drunk by me, and then that? I just put half a bottle for you. The bottle is only big enough for you to drink. " Finish saying, she still does not forget to say earnestly, "wine can disorderly sex!"

If it wasn't for the hooligan who wasn't around, and if he was around, he couldn't help but want to teach her a good lesson!

Oh, half a bottle of sexualpotency, she dares to say.

Also, it's her.

Secretly put it in the ginger soup for him, and bravely drank the remaining half.

"The daughter-in-law is better than her own family, and she has to do it by herself. You can order any of them tonight, the left and the right. Don't mess with the others. " It's unrealistic for Han Xiaoye to fly to B city immediately. Want to put down a few cruel words, just don't have the backbone of the initiative to call, put down cruel words is not his own face?

She has a terrible pain.

man

"Can you still beat cattle across the mountain?" Bright and provocative.

"Oh, you can try." Fu Zhiyan gave a smile, looked at the time on his watch, frowned, "wait for me at C University, I'll call you tomorrow when I'm free."

Hear he will take the initiative to call, Han Xiaoye heart a sweet, just like eating a lollipop, "good."

Hung up the cell phone, she swept these days of depression, happily back to the bedroom.

man His photo album and his character are the same, only one cold photo. Fu Zhiyan touched the photo with his fingertips, and the photo was enlarged. The strange looking girl on it was quiet, and his eyes were full of spoils. He bowed his head, gave a soft kiss and said, "good night, hooligan."