All the girls in the dormitory were disheveled and screamed in surprise. He walked to Qin Xiaoman's bed in two steps and put a heavy envelope in her hand.
Although her pajamas were cool in style and her hands were tightly protecting her chest, Chu Songnian seemed as if she hadn't seen her, and said with a serious expression:
"Here is five thousand yuan, please take care of yourself! If you really need money, I can give it to you."
After saying that, before Qin Xiaoman could react, he had already walked out of the dormitory, wiping the shoulder of the building caretaker who chased after him.
Staring at the envelope falling from the sky, Qin Xiaoman was stunned.
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"Zisong, why do I think you appear in University B more frequently than me?"
The speaker is of medium height, and although not very handsome, he is calm and wise. A pair of rimless glasses hides the shrewdness and sharpness in his eyes, making the whole person appear gentle, deep and restrained.
He was studying in the fourth year of the Law Department of University B. Yan Zisong was sworn in by Xi Jin, the second of the five brothers.
What he said was absolutely correct. Compared to him, who had to go out frequently because of his graduation internship, Yan Zisong's appearance rate in University B was indeed higher.
Yan Zisong played with the zippo in his hand, lighting it up and extinguishing it, smiling silently.
"Then again,"
A hint of joking light suddenly shone behind Xi Jin's glasses, and he looked at Yan Zisong's reaction with an expression as if he was watching a show.
"That Miss Qin of yours is really annoying. I've helped her take care of several people, but there's one person who is still writing love letters to her like crazy. I really can't handle this!"
As he said that, Xi Jin held back his smile and shook his head.
Yan Zisong raised his head unexpectedly and glanced at Xi Jin enigmatically, assessing the credibility of his words.
If there is anyone in this world that Xi Jin can't cook, then it's really worth meeting him for a while.
Yan Zisong stood up and said, "Let's go and see who made the second child in our family say this."
The two of them walked towards the dormitory of the Chinese Department.
On the basketball court to the west of the second canteen, two people stood face to face; about twenty meters apart, a man stood outside the court leaning against a big tree.
It was already dark, and it was time for evening self-study. There were no people on the road, and every move on the basketball court was particularly clear in the moonlight.