Chapter 319

Suk drives the car and glances at Yang Peier. It seems that after a good cry, the woman's mood is relieved and she becomes a valiant policewoman again, but her clothes don't match. . |

without saying a word, the atmosphere in the car was a little depressing. Sure enough, Yang Peier lived in the high-end community that Wang Xiaogang said last time.

Yang Peier is silent. He holds his shoulders in both hands and looks ahead all the time. He doesn't know what he's thinking about. Suk is not interested in speaking. He's afraid that if he doesn't pay attention, he will lead the topic to the problem of undressing last night.

After such a fuss before, I don't know whether Yang Peier intentionally didn't mention it or what. He didn't mention how he took off his clothes last night, what happened after taking them off, and whether Suk secretly did something else, as if he didn't happen at all.

"All right! Here I am Yang Peier saw Suk park his car in front of his house, push the door to get off, and didn't mean to invite Suk upstairs, which made him secretly happy.

Just as Yang Peier was closing the car door, he suddenly stopped and turned to stare at Suk: "about last night, I'll contact you when I think about how to deal with it!"

"Ah?" Suk was also secretly relieved that there would be a rainbow after the storm, but who knows that the rainbow did not come, but the flash flood broke out first: "nothing happened last night!"

"You don't count!" Bang, Yang Peier closed the car door and walked upstairs without looking back, leaving Suk's depressed eyes straight.

"Alas Suk sighed and thought, "what's the matter with you?"? What cheap also did not occupy, instead caused a body of trouble, that sentence how to say? Can't stealing chicken eat rice?

Anyway, it's no use thinking about it. I don't know what Yang Peier wants to do. But I'm afraid I can catch up with one class and turn around and leave after I skip math class and calculate the time. Sure enough, having a car is very good, at least it's very convenient and fast. If Suk didn't feel that he was still a student now and the money in his hand was inconvenient to spend, he would like to get a car instead of walking.

When I got back to school, it was just the end of the class. As soon as Suk entered the classroom, she felt her eyes staring at her. Wei Lan looked at herself and walked over directly: "what are you doing in these two classes?"

"I went out to do something!" Suk shrugged his shoulders. As soon as he finished, he looked at Wei Lan and said angrily, "do you want to go to college? Do you think you can relax when you get up in the last monthly exam

"I really have something to do!" Looking at Wei Lan's strict teacher's appearance, it seems that he has become a heinous when he is absent from class. He quickly digs away from the topic: "you haven't said your love letter yet! Where is it? "

As soon as he said this, Wei Lan's face turned red: "throw it away!"

"Throw it away? Where did you throw it? " Suk asked.

"The dustbin at the school gate!"

"What does it say?"

"How do I know! I didn't see it again Wei Lan said this with a trace of sweetness in his heart. Although Suk was forced to ask himself like a policeman recording a confession, it could better reflect his nervousness, and his face could not help but smile.

"Who is that man?" Although Suk's face didn't change, he was also relieved. Although he didn't have a definite relationship with Wei Lan, he could always feel the subtle atmosphere between the two people unconsciously. Suddenly, a rival in love sprang up, which was really unacceptable.

In particular, put aside the veil of a little hypocrisy in my heart, before always someone said, as long as you are happy, I will be happy, what else as long as you are happy, I will be happy, no matter who you are around, this is not pure bullshit?

"A former neighbor of mine, Mohe!" Wei Lan sat in his seat, tilted his head and looked at Suk, as if he was optimistic about the play. The smile in his eyes was very obvious.

"Ink cartridge? I don't have the toner cartridge Suk didn't respond.

"I said his name is Mo He, Mo Yan's Mo, why not!" As soon as Wei Lan finished speaking, the bell rang. Suk didn't care about the running in. He took two steps to return to his position.

As a matter of fact, since the flower picking system has been established, tasks have appeared from time to time. For Suk, the high school curriculum has not been too challenging. So far, in addition to the comprehensive science, the key universities are still in the intermediate stage of proficient in Chinese, mathematics and foreign languages.

So much so that the review in class basically lost its effect. Suk sat down honestly and seemed to listen carefully, but his head was in a mess. He always thought about what killing tactics Yang Peier was brewing. Occasionally, he began to figure out what was sacred in the pursuit of Wei Lan.

The brain is running at full speed, but it can't find the answer either. Until the mobile phone in his pocket starts to vibrate again, he can get rid of his confused thoughts. He peeks at the spitting teacher on the platform, and then takes out his mobile phone unconsciously.It's a short message.

Two words "Suk!"

Can see the name of the arrival of information is to let Suk a Leng: "Li Yuhua!"

Li Yuhua is the Deputy Secretary of the Communist Youth League municipal Party committee. He has a lot of intersection with Suk. Especially in the last scene when he cleaned her wound and applied medicine at her home, when he saw the name, he couldn't help but jump.

Subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quickly back to a text message.

"Hello, Secretary Li!"

However, after Suk sent this message, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no response for a long time. It was only when Suk wanted to put away the phone that his mobile phone began to vibrate again.

"Suk, are you free at noon?"

When Suk saw this text message, a string in his body immediately tightened. In fact, it was not just him. Li Yuhua was sitting behind his desk, clutching his mobile phone.

Li Yuhua had already had a strong ideological struggle before. She thought about it over and over for a long time. The sweat in her palm almost made her mobile phone fall off, and her heart beat violently. If someone broke in at this time and looked at her flushed face, I'm afraid she would be daydreaming.

When she asked Suk if she was free at noon, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and then she stared nervously at the mobile phone screen without blinking.

"There's time! What's the matter with Secretary Li? "

Seeing Suk's reply, Li Yuhua took a long breath, and then became nervous again. When editing the message, her fingers began to keep on calling.

Suk also stares at his mobile phone. After a while, there is another movement. However, when he sees the message, he is dumbfounded. Li Yuhua's message was: "my mother wants to invite you home for dinner!"