30. Take the initiative
Lan Lan woke up and looked up and met Mu Nanrui's unpredictable eyes. She could always see many things in his eyes, but she could never understand what they were. Every time she encountered such a situation
, she quickly shifted her gaze.
"I will go to class."
As she said this, she was about to escape from his arms. As soon as she sat up, she let him catch her back.
His voice sounded above her head gently: "Little Fatty——"
"What for?" As soon as she asked, he blocked her mouth.
His lips pressed tightly against hers, and he didn't attack. They just stayed there. After a while, he let go of her and smiled softly: "Go to class. I'll pick you up in the evening."
Lan Lan said obediently. She always felt that Mu Nanrui was acting weird today. She couldn't tell what was wrong. After walking for a long time, she turned around and saw Mu Nanrui still stopping at the same place and looking at her. She shook her head.
She shook her head, not bothering to worry about things she couldn't understand.
Mu Nanrui watched Lan Lan's back disappear from sight before putting away the smile on his face. This morning he got her latest physical examination report, and things seemed a little worse than expected.
He took out his phone and dialed a number: "I've had the latest blood delivered, and I want to hear the good news as soon as possible." After giving the instructions, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to defend himself.
That voice was as cold as ice beads frozen into ice, and it was not even half as gentle as before.
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Lan Lan walked into the classroom and saw everyone gathered around in a noisy manner, and some people were expressing their opinions loudly.
She pulled Cheng Xiwen and asked, "Xixi, what happened?"
Cheng Xiwen was smiling all over his face, as if he had won a five-million-dollar jackpot. He was frothing at the mouth as he said, "This National Day program."
"Does such a trivial matter need to be so exaggerated?" Lan Lan snorted and sat back in her seat. National Day is celebrated every year, so there is nothing worth getting excited about.
"A small matter?" Cheng Xiwen thrust a promotional poster into Lan Lan's hand, "See for yourself."
"So many words." Lan Lan was too lazy to be pampered by Master Mu Er. She felt dazzled and dizzy just looking at the black and numb words, "Read it to me."
"Sluggard, you are so lazy. If I were Master Mu, I wouldn't be able to stand you anymore?" Cheng Xiwen glared at Lan Lan. This girl is really lazy.
Although he was dissatisfied with Lan Lan, Cheng Xiwen still picked up the poster and read it carefully, "The whole school will choose the best program, and this program will participate in Jiangbei City's Military and Political Arts Gala. The top three programs will have a ten-day trip to the Maldives.
There will also be a mysterious person who will give a speech at the top school."
Lan Lan rolled her eyes and said casually: "It's not like you've never been to the Maldives. What's so exciting about this?"
"The key is that I haven't been there with Zhang Dongjian." Because he was too excited, Cheng Xiwen spoke out his thoughts without any hesitation.
Lan Lan looked at Cheng Xiwen and smiled mischievously: "I see."
Cheng Xiwen covered his face and stammered: "I, I, alas, am not what you think."
Lan Lan patted Cheng Xiwen on the shoulder and said very politely: "There is no need to explain. To explain is to cover up, and to cover up is to tell a story. It's good that everyone understands this matter."
Chapter completed!