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Chapter 480 Ren She (8)

hotel.

Several people gathered in a huge suite and watched the snoring sounds lying on the bed.

"Why throw some cold water and wake him up?" Qin Shouru asked.

Yan Ruyu shook her head, "No, just detain the person alone. Let's perform it for him tomorrow morning."

"What are your plans?" Wu Cuo asked.

"I'm sleepy, go to bed." Yan Ruyu yawned out the door.

"Old Yan! Don't bring such a person! What kind of hindrance is there at critical moments?! Alas, hurry up and talk to me..." Wu Cuo followed him all the way.

When he arrived at the door, Yan Ruyu opened the door and entered the room, turned around, blocking Wu Cuo who wanted to enter the door with him.

"Men and men can't teach and experience clearly, so I won't invite you into the house. Let's take a shower and go to bed early."

"Damn!" Wu Cuo was almost angry. He clenched his fists and said, "You can insult my IQ, but you can't insult me..."

"Orientation?" Yan Ruyu answered quickly.

Wu Cuo nodded.

"You're thinking too much, I just want to say that I'm handsome, which is an indisputable fact.

Good night."

Yan Ruyu closed the door with a bang, hiding her merits and fame.

Leave Wu Cuo to roar at the door: "Old Yan, wait for me!"

But soon, Wu Cuo felt balanced. He found that there was another person who was turned away and the situation might be worse than him.

Qin Shouru.

He stood at the door of Minghui and looked at Wu Cuo with a wry smile on his face.

"Talk?" He said with a slash

The two hit it off and entered Wu Cuo's room together.

"What do you like Minghui?" Wu Cuo asked.

"I can't say it either. From the beginning, I just looked beautiful, and I wanted to chase after him habitually."

"You're honest."

"You are right, I just like the feeling of getting along with you, being honest and able to say anything.

Anyway, you all know the ridiculous things I have done, and it will never be worse.

It's great to feel very relaxed."

"What's the point of Hui? Why are you telling us?"

"Minghui, hehe..." When she mentioned her, Qin Shouru first showed a foolish smirk, "She is good at everything, unlike those ordinary women, who are quarrels. Not to mention anything else, just Zhang Xiaoqiu's case, if it were an ordinary woman, she wouldn't have to make trouble with me?

Minghui, so proud, she didn't mention anything except the case investigation... Sometimes I want to take the initiative to talk to her, but she doesn't want to listen."

Wu Cuo nodded, "It's Minghui's style, but... you have to prepare for a long-term war of resistance. I see, the more you don't mention it, the less you feel.

I still know her. Minghui is not a girl who talks randomly and does things randomly. You have to wait for her to think clearly and overcome the hurdle in her heart."

"Oh, I am Angkor! It's transparent!"

"Stop flattering! I hope you like Minghui as much as you said."

The next morning, Qin Shouru was the first to get up. Unexpectedly, this playboy was a bird that woke up early.

Shortly after getting up, he drove Minghui in casual clothes to the entrance of Central South University in the city center.

Minghui painted light makeup, shawl hair, and standard black long straight.

Although it was a task, Minghui was in a good mood when he thought of re-experienced campus life and hummed a small song along the way.

When he arrived at the school gate, Qin Shouru said, "Why should I accompany you?"

Minghui looked up and down at him, shook his head, "You can't."

"Don't interfere! After all, I have been to college, although my grades are not good..."

"I mean, your face is a bit old, and it probably doesn't look like a college student..."

"Damn it! You learned badly! You learned badly from Brother Yan! You were so gentle before... Why are you even more vicious than Brother Yan now..."

"Hahaha... I'm leaving, wait for my triumphant news!"

Nanjing University School of Architecture, a sophomore year, had public major courses early this morning.

Professor Zhang Zhen’s class is full of courses every semester. After he encountered misfortune, the school rushed to put it on the shelves and sent a young lecturer. After one class, a large number of students skipped classes.

The young lecturer had no choice but to order the name every time he went to class, and he also ordered it once before class, once during class, and sometimes he ordered it once before get out of class.

The students were so upset that they gave Teacher Wang a nickname - Wang Diandian.

However, today’s class is a little different – ​​at least for some boys.

They noticed Minghui.

There is always a hormonal surplus on university campuses. Although the boys don’t speak, they still can’t help but glance at Minghui’s face.

Minghui was not nervous either. She even chose the place with the most boys in the left rear of the classroom and sat down in the only empty space.

The boys in this area are very outstanding.

There is a very three-dimensional facial features, with grandma's gray hair, and two people shouting and playing mobile games. A fat man was eating a small bun. Judging from the appearance of the bun, he should have just returned from the canteen.

These people look like...boys who dare to chat with girls.

At this time, what Minghui needs most is to be called up by someone.

In order to win the favor of the other party, the suitor will give the answer as much as possible no matter what the other party asks. This is the simplest principle.

This is a big class that was held in two consecutive sessions. In the first class, Minghui joined the game between two boys by chance.

She even won a victory with the two of them, and was admired by them.

During the break, Minghui had already gotten into a relationship with several boys.

She has learned that they are classmates and live in the same dormitory. Her biggest hobby is playing games and skipping classes. Of course, skipping classes is to play games.

Several people also learned that Minghui is from other academy and came here today to help her best friend name it.

The implication is that you may not see it in the future.

The boy with hair dyed was named Du Yuan. During the break, he quickly asked Minghui for WeChat and changed seats with the boy sitting next to Minghui. It seemed that Du Yuan was the boss of these people.

In the second class, the chat was a little deeper, but most of them were centered around common hobbies, classmates, and the campus was fresh and fresh, Minghui understood.

Until Du Yuan asked a question.

"Do you like reading books?"

Minghui knew that the opportunity to get to the point is here.

"I like it, I love reading detective novels the most."

"Oh? What a coincidence, I like it too."

It is unknown whether Du Yuan really likes it or is willing to please him. Minghui didn't continue to talk about mystery novels very "concerned" to avoid Du Yuan being misleading. She asked casually: "I heard that your professional teacher is dead?"

"I like it, I love reading detective novels the most."

"Oh? What a coincidence, I like it too."

It is unknown whether Du Yuan really likes it or is willing to please him. Minghui didn't continue to talk about mystery novels very "concerned" to avoid Du Yuan being misleading. She asked casually: "I heard that your professional teacher is dead?"
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