In front of Lan Fan's dormitory, I raised my feet, put them down, lifted them up again, put them down again... Oh, do I want to go in? I looked at the soup that Senior Zhou Zhuze had given me in my hand, then looked at the door, and I decided...
Knock on the door.
She freed up a hand and stretched it out to explore, then retracted it... Feng Wusha, who had always been fearless, was actually submissive here. If she said anything, she would be laughed to death!
I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage...
"Are you going to wait until the end of time?" The door suddenly opened, and Lan Fan raised his face in front of me with interest.
"Scare!" It was really exciting to the heart. Did this man suddenly open the door and show up to scare people to death? I took three steps back, stretched out a finger towards him, and said in a very unkind tone, "Scare people, scare people to death." [
"If I don't show up, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until next year." He crossed his arms and said with a smile.
"Who said that?" I raised my face and pointed my nostrils at him. Damn it, why are you so tall for nothing? Is the air up there good? Hum.
"Otherwise?" He shrugged and reminded me very kindly, "Is there someone else walking back and forth in front of my door just now?"
"Who is pacing back and forth?" I rolled my eyes at him and said word by word, "I am exercising!"
"Okay, let's just think you are exercising." He spread his hands, raised his eyebrows, and made a gesture of invitation, "Then, now, would you like to invite the noble daughter who has finished exercising to sit down in her humble abode?"
"Humph!" I glared at him fiercely, held my head high, and walked past him in a swaggering manner.
I looked around for a week, and sure enough, it was still the same. It was all blue. This guy was blue-loving. A whole room was painted blue. Is it just because his surname was blue? What a stinky and narcissistic boy!
"Have a cup of tea." He handed over a cup of tea.
I bet you are wise, I hummed at him, put the box in my hand on the table, took the tea cup, sat down on the sofa, crossed my legs, and asked, "What are you doing with me?"
"Hey, drink this." He handed over a bowl of soup that looked very scary, and there seemed to be a few pieces of spinach floating on it??
I took a few steps back, looked at the bowl of soup with strange eyes, and asked tremblingly, "Are you telling me to drink this bowl of soup?" Mamma Mia~ This bowl looks a lot like a pot of water.
If I drink the soup... is he planning to make me and the toilet become inseparable brothers?
I twitched the corners of my mouth, shook my fingers, pointed to the bowl of thick soup, and asked, "What... is that?"
"Spinach and pork liver soup." He sat down next to me, picked up the bowl and handed it to me, winking at me, "Are you going to reject this director's idea?"
Is this what the teacher said about being on the verge of death? I twitched the muscles on my face, fled to the end of the sofa, and looked at the bowl of soup in his hand with a horrified look on my face, not wanting to die.
Ugh...I don’t want to be sworn brothers with the toilet!
"That... minister." I shrunk my head, swallowed my saliva, raised one hand cautiously as a gesture of swearing to God, and promised, "I will sweep the floor seriously starting tomorrow, so I won't have to drink that bowl of soup.
Bar?"
"Huh!?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously at me.
Sighing three hundred times, in order not to become sworn brothers with the toilet and love each other every day, I pointed a finger at the soup in his hand, and finally decided to tell him the truth, "Minister... about that bowl of soup.
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"What's wrong with this bowl of soup?" He glanced at me, then at the soup, with an expression that showed you were very disrespectful.[
"Um..." I looked at him for a long time, but decided to test the truth first, "Minister... are you sure you want to hear the truth?"
"Uh-huh?" He came closer.
"Minister...because I went to the student union to eat melon seeds, did you bring me a pot of water to drink?" I asked cautiously, then ran back a little bit and raised my hands, "I promise, I don't dare anymore!"
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God, please believe that I am very sincere in making corrections and cleaning the student union, so that bowl looks a lot like pot water... Soup, please instruct Minister Lan to pour it out.
"Water the pot?" He twitched the muscles in the corners of his eyes, looked at the soup in his hand, and looked at me with his brows knitted into a straight line, as if a storm was about to come and the building was filled with wind.