She just thought about what Cheng Fang said and what she promised, so that the matter would end soon.

She is already annoyed enough, and she doesn't have the brain to get upset more.

Cheng Fang stopped for a while and nodded again: "I have to think about it."

Ming Xing thought he was very strange.

He thought about it and said, why did he always bother her if he didn't think about it.

She really doesn't have the energy to deal with him now.

"Why are you unhappy?" Cheng Fang suddenly changed the subject and asked her this question.

Ming Xing raised his eyes suspiciously: "Nothing..."

Cheng Fang curled his lips and said, "Okay, don't tell me."

"I—" Ming Xing was not good at lying, and said vaguely: "What happened in school."

At this moment, Ming Xing's cell phone ringed.

She glanced at Cheng Fang, hesitated for a while before turning back to answer the phone.

Cheng Fang's ears were good, and he heard the voice of a young man on the other side of the phone. He couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." Ming Xing said a few words in a low voice, then hung up the phone.

When I turned around, I saw Cheng Fang staring at her straight.

The emotions in his eyes were inexplicably strong.

Ming Xing subconsciously avoided it, took a small step back, and couldn't help but become alert.

Swallowed in fear.

Cheng Fang glanced at the end and asked her: "Boyfriend?"

Ming Xing was about to answer, but immediately reacted again, keeping her mouth shut.

"It's not your business."

"Just wash my clothes for a week." Cheng Fang said, "It's your thank you."

Cheng Fang paused, looked at her, and emphasized: "It's all the clothes."

I always feel something is wrong.

Last time he also said he asked her to wash clothes, but at that time he meant only that piece of clothing, but this time...

Ming Xing always felt that he had dug a hole for her.

Jian Mingxing hesitated, Cheng Fang laughed and asked, "What? I'm afraid my boyfriend will be jealous?"

"No." Ming Xing subconsciously denies.

"No?" Cheng Fang smiled more wantonly and asked, "So he doesn't have a boyfriend?"

"I--"

Ming Xing was not good at lying. When he asked this, she really couldn't tell any lies.

Not talking is equivalent to default.

Ming Xing is also a twenty-year-old. She has lived in the small society of university for two years. She can roughly notice some things.

For example, Cheng Fang just asked her these words.

Ming Xing was a little panicked and uneasy.

A gangster like Cheng Fang is the person she is most reluctant to get involved.

She has been a good girl since she was a child, with both good character and academic performance, and most of the people she knows are like her.

Follow the rules and be serious and obedient.

People like Cheng Fang are the kind that she should avoid when she was in middle school and would never have contact with.

She doesn't even care about it.

And now Cheng Fang is the same.

He was even worse and terrible than those she had seen.

If she hadn't been forced to live here now, she would never have been willing to have any interaction with Cheng Fang.

Cheng Fang saw her expression change, and saw that she was obviously retreating and avoiding, so he was so vigilant that he couldn't do it.

Since she retreated, Cheng Fang deliberately took two more steps forward.

"Do you think there are only one of those little things in our broken place?"

Cheng Fang was much taller than Ming Xing. He stood in front of her and pressed down a large shadow when he lowered his head, giving people invisible tension and oppression.

"I see you next time, I'm crying, I won't help you."

After Cheng Fang said this, Ming Xing's face turned pale when he remembered the scene that night.

She did have this worry these days, and even occasionally she could be shocked when she glanced at the corner of her eyes. She probably was a little nervous.

In the summer, I also wrap myself tightly with a quilt when I sleep at night.

After being silent for a long time, Ming Xing was probably thinking.

Then she finally spoke and said, "I only do laundry."

Clothes are clothes, clothes in a narrow sense.

"Yes, I agree." Cheng Fang nodded cheerfully.

Ming Xing thought he should go out like this, but Cheng Fang stayed still, for more than two minutes, and no one spoke.

So she couldn't help but hint him: "If you have nothing else..."

"You drive me away and I'll leave." Cheng Fang didn't say much, nodded, turned around and walked towards the door.

When she kicked her out, she turned around and left a sentence.

"Remember to come to my room to get clothes at night."

Cheng Fang had a smile in his words, his back was lazy, he took a few steps forward with his long legs, and soon disappeared.
Chapter completed!