Jiang Zuo sat up, and the white towel on his forehead hung to the side, which made his eyes suddenly change.

In the deep and shallowness, the person over there brought a bowl of noodle soup: "I'm going, you finally woke up, get up and eat noodles. I packed it from the restaurant. This time it was not made of gutter oil."

The person who speaks is a roommate who is a teaching assistant like him.

It was also this voice that made Jiang Zuo feel that he should wake up.

He probably had a very bad fever.

I actually felt that Yaoyao had visited him.

Probably dreaming.

Jiang Zuo did not move, and still lay down like that, lifted his hand and blocked his forehead: "I'm not hungry."

"You said you are not hungry again." The man shook his head: "Master Jiang, you always have to eat something. After the fever, you really don't have any appetite. Look at you, I asked you to eat something just now, but you didn't eat it, and the result became more and more powerful. If it weren't for your sister..."

"My sister? What's my sister?" Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zuo interrupted him.

The man was a little confused: "It's your sister, Yaoyao's junior sister."

Jiang Zuo suddenly got together, his voice a little astringent: "Yaoyao, has she been here?"

"Yeah." The man nodded, blew the noodles, and said while eating: "She just left, and she left medicine for you, saying that you were awake, and asked me to ask you to have a meal, and after the meal... I'll go! Wait! Master Jiang, where are you going!"

Jiang Zuo did not turn around, grabbed a coat and went out.

The man was really stupid: "Does this young master know that he just subsided his fever?"

At this time, Jiang Zuo no longer cared about those things.

Since she has been here.

Does that mean?

He has a chance.

This is the only thing Jiang Zuo cares about now.

There are many people in the girls’ dormitory building today.

It was because there was a person standing under the tree.

The man still had a smile on his lips, as if he had just finished playing basketball, but he didn't even take off his wrist guards, but he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Talking to Xue Yaoyao.

That person is not someone else, but the school grass they all want to see.

"Since you don't have time, I can only come here." The man smiled: "I originally wanted to tell you slowly, but now it seems that if I don't say it, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future, and you should have felt it too."

Xue Yaoyao stood there and didn't say anything.

"You said you have a boyfriend. I have been following the team for so long and have never heard of you having a boyfriend. After the assistant coach came, I am even more sure that you don't have a boyfriend."

"What I want to say next is that I hope it will not cause you psychological burden. If you feel that you can't get along with me again after listening to it, then just pretend that you have never heard of it."

"Yaoyao, I like you."

When he said the last word.

Almost all the people who were going back and forth around heard it.

Not to mention that this is a girls' dormitory.

How fast is this message spreading?

Some even covered their mouths.

There were even people whistling.

School grass confessed.

This was simply impossible before.

He is even more unlikely to stand downstairs and wait for anyone.

But now, this is really the scene, just like a scene that only appears in a TV series.

The girl he confessed to was so happy.

Someone held his face and started to cheer: "Agree, agree, agree!"

Everything is so lively and beautiful.
Chapter completed!