Old Xiang twitched the corners of his eyes: "I will take the blame."
When Zhiming and Jiaojiao heard this, they laughed more and more. Finally, they realized that they were really unkind, so they began to hold back their laughter.
At this time, Xingyu squeezed his fists, got up and came to Zhiming's bed, and asked on the phone: "Jiaojiao, tell me what it feels like to see love."
Seen by Xingyu's bravery, Lao Xiang and Xiaoyao also followed suit and said, "Yes, yes, tell me, or Zhiming, tell us, and you two can educate us so that we won't encounter thunder in the future." district."
Zhiming didn't make a sound, but he looked at Xingyu with secretive eyes, and always felt that his initiative was hiding something weird.
However, the carefree Jiaojiao and the other two single dogs in the dormitory, Lao Xiang and Xiaoyao, did not notice this abnormality, and only heard Jiaojiao reply with a smile: "I just gave the correct answer."
"Zhiming, take good care of your family's Hani, stop playing charades." Lao Xiang said, "We who are straight males and elm, what we need is not a slight advice, but a prompt from the book."
"Pfft!" Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing when she heard Lao Xiang's self-harm, "Love is the first person that comes to mind no matter what happens! Everything is for the sake of the first person that comes to mind .¡±
After a short pause, Jiaojiao continued to popularize science for the three of them: "Look, just now when Xiang Xiang kept asking this question, the first person Darling thought of was me. Although he can also answer your question, but we just happened to be in the same room. Mai, answering your question directly will make me feel that I have been snubbed for no reason. But if he does not answer your question, it will appear that he is not kind enough. Then the only way to balance is to let me participate, not to snub me, but to let me I felt like he was putting me in a high position. Whatever his answer was, it was my answer."
"Hey!" Xiaoyao twitched the corners of her eyes fiercely, and then continued to focus on the game, encouraging herself sourly, "E-sports doesn't need love!"
Lao Xiang beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Why does it feel like the dog food is fuller!"
Zhiming and Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing again.
Xingyu didn't make a sound, and walked back to his bed step by step, lying on his back on the bed and closing his eyes, all he could recall in his mind was the voice of Mengshi, her words, and even the people her game character stepped on machine pace.
The corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.
Xingyu picked up the phone and continued to stare at the chat page between him and Mengshi in a daze, and then accidentally opened [Search Chat History].
Looking at the chat history since October 16th, scrolling down bit by bit, when you encounter a voice message, click on it and listen to it again, listen to the voice of Mengshi, and listen to the elegance and softness contained in her light tone.
Looking back, I shared with Mengshi what I ate for breakfast; asked whether a suit needs to be dry-cleaned every time I wear it; discussed current social issues; my tastes and preferences
Xingyu couldn't calm down for a long time. It turned out that in this inadvertently passing time, he had already chatted so much with Mengshi all over the place. Now when he thought about it, when he wanted to share and ask questions, the first thing that popped up in his mind was It's Dream Poetry!
After a long time, Xingyu exited [Search Chat Records], returned to the chat page with Mengshi again, and sent two words [Good Night] after hesitation.
The next second, Xingyu chose to withdraw with trembling fingers regretfully.
Immediately afterwards, he pursed his lips slightly, as if mustering great courage to send again¡ª¡¾Good night¡¿. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com