An Luoming couldn't find Lin Fan, so he called him.
She answered the call, thinking it was a roar, but she didn't expect to hear his anxious voice and her heart suddenly became warm.
Unexpectedly, the only person in this school who treated her well was the one who pulled her into this mud.
Thinking of this, she didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.
In the afternoon, I went to work in a coffee shop, and the boss's wife still had a dead face.
It made her suspect that this guy was Ye Leng’s relatives, all of whom were grandma’s facial paralysis.
When the work was about to end, someone suddenly came in and almost scared Lin Fan to throw him away.
"Zhou Qi..."
Halfway through his words, his mouth was blocked.
"Do you want to be blocked by reporters here?"
He knocked her head hard and pushed her exaggerated big eyes.
Lin Fan quickly took him to the corner and sat down.
Today he was wearing a dark blue hoodie, jeans, canvas shoes, and his dress was very casual and fashionable. (I go, my brother flashed! Forgive me, I didn't even look at the tomb robbers when I wrote this article...)
"You pervert! How dare you go out on the street with a swagger?"
Lin Fan is going crazy, but fortunately there are no one anymore.
"Hey, I'm so kind to send you back. Isn't it scary for a girl in the middle of the night?"
"It's just that you are scary!"
"…This is your way of hospitality?"
"Damn! Tell me what to drink!"
"...Dead kitten, what can you do if you are gentle!?" Zhou Qihao slapped her on the butt with the menu, "Cappuccino, strawberry cake."
Lin Fan wrote down to order food, and the boss's wife looked gloomy and said, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to chat with friends after working hours?"