Nalan Chunbo reached out and pinched his forehead. He had never said that he was a woman, but this woman didn't know what was going on and insisted on saying that he was a woman.

[Late: It's okay, our college reforms are so happy that it takes off.

Shanshan came: I still have to thank if. He is really amazing. He started to reform just now.

If life is just like the first meeting: right? Do you really think he is very powerful?

Shanshankan: You guys don’t understand. He is really amazing to me, but I will finally see his true face next month and I am happy.

If life is just like the first meeting: do you really want to see him so much?

Shanshao: Think about it, great god.

If life is just like the first meeting: aren’t you afraid that he will be ugly?]

And she once called her that she was a person who was determined to marry the dean, and I wonder if this ambition was still effective.

Nalan Chunbo thought, and smiled bitterly again, feeling like he was sick.

【Suddenly arriving: It shouldn't be too ugly, right?

She asked carefully.

Nalan Chunbo stood up, lifted up the curtains a little, and looked at the woman scratching her head by the window opposite. Was she annoyed her once bold words?

Nalan Chunbo returned to the table and started typing again.

[If life is just like the first meeting: it's okay, not too ugly.

It's good, that's good.

If life is just like the first meeting: wouldn’t it be?

Shanshou: Hahaha, I have a great dream, that is, to marry the dean.

Slowly arriving: Does he have a wife?

If life is just like the first meeting: it is said that he lost his wife.

I'm late: Oh, then I'm out of the way.

If life is just like the first meeting: What do you say?

Long-lasting: Basically, this kind of lost one will definitely be recovered again, alas—

If life was just like the first meeting: how did you know that he would definitely recover it? Maybe his wife didn't want to.

Shanshan came late: That only means that the woman doesn't like him, so I still have a chance.]

Nalan Chunbo: “…”

The liver hurts, and I am angry.

[If life is just like the first meeting: I have something to do, let's leave first.

Belated: Bye--]

Wen Shan looked at the dark avatar, put her feet on the stool, hugged her knees and tried to check if again. However, there was no photo of him. Instead, a Nalan Chunbo, who is the same famous as him, popped up.

Wen Shan: “…”

It can be said that Nalan Chunbo is just better than if the buns. There are not a single photo of them, so there are many Nalan Chunbo.

Looking at the man in the photo, Wen Shan began to daze again.

Nalan Chunbo stood by the window and looked at the woman over there, not knowing what she was thinking, but he could see that she was unhappy.

Has she always been like this? When chatting with others, she is always the happy and lively Wen Shan, but when she is alone, she is the real one.

Nalan Chunbo sat on the stool for as long as Wen Shan sat on it.

The sunset is setting, the lights of thousands of homes are long, and the lights of the computer are long reflected on her face so that he can see her face in the darkness.

Long time--

Wen Shan finally came back to her senses. When she got up from the stool, she fell down because of her numbness. She shouted, and Nalan Chunbo subconsciously ran outward, but stopped her steps the next second, looking at Wen Shan who was slowly standing up opposite her.

Wen Shan supported her hands on the table, and her little face became a little hideous, and she was so numb that she exploded.

I don’t know how long it took to return to normal. Nalan Chunbo watched her jumping in place for a few times, and couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth, then picked up his cell phone and made a phone call.
Chapter completed!