"Ding Dazhuang": Sister Shu, are you asleep?

After Ding Jianguo sent the message, he put his cell phone on the bed. He crossed his legs and kept taking deep breaths.

The roommate's snoring sounds came one after another, and Dan Ding Jianguo was no longer in the mood to mind these things.

"Ding Dong!"

Ding Jianguo immediately picked up his cell phone.

"Shu, what I love for my whole life": No, what's wrong?

"call--"

Ding Jianguo breathed a long breath, his chest undulating and his fingers typing on the keyboard.

"Sister Shu, I've found a fortune teller and said that our horoscope is very compatible..."

Delete.

"Sister Shu, you need a strong man to be by your side. I insist on going to the gym every day..."

Delete.

Ding Jianguo's teeth clenched, he closed his eyes, his heartbeat began to accelerate, his mind had turned blank, but his fingers clearly knew what he wanted to express in his heart.

Quickly and instinctively input.

"Ding Dazhuang": Sister Shu, I like you, be my girlfriend.

After the news was sent, the phone instantly turned into a man-eating beast. Ding Jianguo threw the phone to the end of the bed in fear, shrank back, and felt extremely nervous.

He began to wait for the vibration of his cell phone to pass through the sheets.

In one second, Ding Jianguo's heart had been divided into one hundred intervals. He tapped his knee gently, breathing rapidly, and the second was as long as the year.

"Buzz--"

The sheets vibrated.

Ding Jianguo looked up and saw that the screen of his mobile phone was lit up as well.

He swallowed, crawled towards the end of the bed with difficulty, and took his cell phone with his eyes closed.

Ding Jianguo's big hand gradually moved away from the screen. He opened his eyes and looked at the message sent by Chen Shu.

"Shu, what you love for life": Yes...

The first word has already made Ding Jianguo feel halfway.

He continued to move his palm away.

"Shu, what I love for my whole life": Sorry, Jianguo, you are a very good person, but not the type I like.

Ding Jianguo's hands and lips trembled together, and he gasped and quickly edited the message.

"Ding Dazhuang": It's okay! It's okay, then go to bed, good night Sister Shu.

"Shu, what you love for a lifetime": OK...good night.

Ding Jianguo sat cross-legged on the bed, raised his head and closed his eyes.

The phone slides down from your hand and naturally breaks off the screen the moment you touch the sheet.

"Snowflakes flutter, the north wind blew ~"

Ding Jianguo turned his head suddenly and looked down at the bunk.

"Who the fuck's phone rings!"

The boy on the lower bunk was awakened immediately, and he turned on his phone and took a look.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother Ding! My girlfriend called!"

"girlfriend"

Ding Jianguo's heart sucked suddenly.

He covered his chest, took out his cell phone again, deliberately covering Chen Shu's nickname with his fingers, and then turned to the chat interface with Ye Sanjiang.

"Ding Jianguo": President!!!

"Ding Jianguo": I am so sad, President!

"Ding Jianguo": Who else can you love if you have been hurt...

...

Ye Sanjiang frowned and looked at the phone that had been vibrating, and ignored it.

He slowly got up from the bed, looked at Jiang Wange's back in surprise, and then climbed to her side.

"What did you just say?"

"I……"

Jiang Wange blushed and shrank his neck, his eyes avoided Ye Sanjiang's hot gaze, and looked elsewhere.

"I……"

Her little hands kept pulling a small area on the bath towel, hanging her head, and blushing as blood.

"I...I have a Dingding likes you."

"puff!"

Ye Sanjiang lay down and laughed like a pig, but he fell to the ground without paying attention.

"Oh, damn!"

Jiang Wange bit the little tiger's teeth and looked at Ye Sanjiang on the ground hatefully. She grabbed the bath towel, got up and stepped on Ye Sanjiang's shoulder, then quickly sat back on the bed, and continued to blush with her head hanging down.

"Why are you stepping on me?"

"You deserve it!"

Jiang Wange quickly replied and continued to lower her head shyly.

Ye Sanjiang rubbed his shoulders and got up from the carpet. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again.

He knelt on the ground and crawled towards Jiang Wange who was sitting by the bed, and his expression on his face turned into a flower.

When Jiang Wange saw him approaching, he blushed and his feet shrank back, his head still lowered, and the rosy on his face rose instead of decreasing.

Ye Sanjiang knelt beside the bed. He stretched his head over Jiang Wange's knees, leaned upwards, deliberately looking at Jiang Wange's rosy little face hanging down.

"What are you doing! Go away!"

The smile on Ye Sanjiang's face never stopped.

"Wait! Don't laugh anymore!"

Ye Sanjiang swallowed and sorted out his mood again.

He looked serious and spoke tentatively: "What did you say just now?"

Jiang Wange looked at him with a red face, and wrinkled the bath towel on his thigh with both hands.

She spoke in a low voice like a mosquito and flies: "I...I have a Ding Ding likes you..."

Ye Sanjiang turned his ear to her mouth and listened carefully. After listening to the content clearly again, he could not stop the surging smile that swept over.

"puff!"

"Puff puff puff!"

"If you like it, you like it, and even Ding Ding likes it, puff!"

"Hahaha……"

Ye Sanjiang smiled so hard that he covered his stomach and rolled on the carpet.

Jiang Wange stared at his appearance, shyness gradually turned into shame and anger. She looked back and saw the pillow.

"Ye Sanjiang, I'll kill you!"

Jiang Wange got up and picked up the pillow, closed his eyes and threw it hard towards Ye Sanjiang.

"Damn!"

Ye Sanjiang suffered a heavy blow in his handsome face.

Jiang Wange put away the pillow back and suddenly saw a white thing falling on the carpet.

She was stunned for a moment, it was stockings.

At that time, when Ye Sanjiang was not paying attention to what he hid under the pillow, why did he suddenly forget it?

Jiang Wange looked down at the ground, but why did there be only one stocking?

She raised her head mechanically and looked at Ye Sanjiang.

Ye Sanjiang turned his head stiffly, with no expression on his face. He lowered his eyes and looked at his mouth. A white thing hung between his teeth...

Ye Sanjiang reached out and pulled it down.
To be continued...