C3 No Malicious Intent

Bada. The dormitory lights went out.

Hiding under the blanket, Lan Hui sent a message to Zeng Gao: "Gao Gao, you didn't lose yourself, did you?"

Zeng Gao quickly replied from under the bed, "It's hard to control my emotions. I just love him and want to pounce on him."

Lan Hui saw the message and started coughing under the blanket.

Looking at WeChat, Lan Hui couldn't help but stick her head out of the quilt to look at Zeng Gao on the opposite side of the bed. Zeng Gao was also looking at Lan Hui with a naughty smile. The two of them looked at each other and smiled before burying their heads back into the blanket.

Lan Hui was so excited that her hands were shaking. She sent Weibo messages very quickly. "It's already snooze, is it time for eleven?"

On the opposite side of the bed, Zeng Gao also snuggled under the blanket. One of them chuckled and said, "Hmm, greetings to the parents. We are getting engaged on New Year's Day."

Lan Hui immediately sent a red packet to Zeng Gao. She left a message, "Husband and wife are on good terms with each other. Early on, your son was born to be blessed!"

The moment Lan Hui's WeChat was sent, Zeng Gao's phone rang. It was Zhong Mao who called her.

After turning off the lights, in the quiet dorm room, even if there was no sound playing, Zhong Mao's voice could still be heard filled with worry for Zeng Gao: "Gao Gao, why did you leave while crying just now? I saw how sad you were and didn't dare to ask. Are you in a better mood now?"

Lan Hui's heart relaxed as she listened. Her fingers, which had typed out a long string of instructions, slowed down as she deleted the information one word at a time. That's right, Zeng Gao had met the right person, but what about him? Lan Hui smiled bitterly. In this world, there were not only animals that thought about their lower body. There were also good men like Zhong Mao, who guaranteed their quality.

Zeng Gao's sweet voice came from beside his ear. "I'm worried about my sister's safety. I'm glad to know that nothing has happened to her. I'm no longer sad. Are you still awake?"

Everyone in the dorm fell into a warm sleep under Zeng Gao's warm phone call.

Before Lan Hui fell asleep, she vaguely saw her phone call again. In the dim light, it seemed to be the image of a dog, but she was too tired and fell asleep without answering the phone.

The next morning, before the sky brightened, Lan Hui opened her phone to see what time it was. However, when she saw her phone, she was startled. Ten missed calls, twenty messages! Lan Hui smiled embarrassedly. Her heart was really big and she died sleeping like that. She cleared out the missed calls and unread messages, turned over, and went back to sleep.

"Hui, I'm going out!" Zeng Gao was wearing a red down jacket, red boots, and a red hat.

Lan Hui stuck her head out from under the bed and said with emotion, "Are you getting married? You don't have to worry about me tonight, it's Christmas Eve! "You understand!"

Zeng Gao stomped her feet, "You little girl, I wish you New Year's Day to meet someone who can take care of you for the rest of your life! "Hmph, I told you to laugh at me again!"

"Fine, you're the biggest man in this world. "Hurry up and go, don't worry about me. I don't even love Yan Mu." Lan Hui yawned and put her head back under the blanket.

Zeng Gao nodded. Her high heels were particularly loud as she walked out in a domineering manner.

Mi Ya's bed was next to the window. She lied on the bed and looked out through the window. Zhong Mao had just received Zeng Gao, who was covered in red flames downstairs. Mi Ya clicked her tongue in envy and said, "Hui, look, Zeng Gao's lover has been waiting outside the dormitory since early in the morning. The snow on the umbrella is already an inch deep."

When Lan Hui heard the envy and jealousy in Mi Ya's voice, she felt that it was not her own. She sobered up and said seriously, "No matter how good my husband is, he belongs to Zeng Gao."

Mi Ya understood the meaning behind Lan Hui's words and hurriedly smiled, "That's for sure."

The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward. Mi Ya hastily picked up the washbowl and avoided Lan Hui's gaze.

Lan Hui saw Mi Ya's expression, which was definitely the appearance of a young girl who had just developed feelings of infatuation, and couldn't help but worry. She thought for a moment before sending a WeChat message to Zeng Gao, "So called fire prevention, anti-theft, dorm mate. You've seen your Zhong Mao obediently."

Zeng Gao replied quickly, "Don't worry, I'm the only one in Zhong Mao's heart."

As if she was being respected, Lan Hui nodded with reassurance. Suddenly, a wave of fatigue hit her and she continued sleeping in the blanket. Since there was nothing to do, she could sleep easily. However, she still received the call from the dog.

"Hello, Yan Mu." Lan Hui finally answered the phone. As the saying goes, 'if you can't buy or sell, there is kindness. If you can't be a couple, then we can still be alumni.'

"Hui, your voice is a little hoarse. Did you cry yesterday?" Yan Mu sounded quite proud of himself.

Yesterday, Ya Yue pestered him to take a lot of pictures, and the warm atmosphere of the festival, as well as Lan Hui's frustrated self-esteem, made him agree to Ya Yue's request. Ya Yue had posted it in front of him. At that time, he actually felt a bit of revenge and thought to himself, "Lan Hui, ah Lan Hui, if you pretend to be good, would you be sad for the whole night if you saw these photos?"

When Ya Yue posted on Weibo, she even asked for Yan Mu's consent. Ya Yue said to Yan Mu, "It seems that her high school classmate Mi Ya is Lan Hui's roommate. If she were to be seen, would she misunderstand?"

Yan Mu rubbed the gentle, dripping Ya Yue in front of him and said lovingly, "So what? A festival should be held with a person who feels warm!"

Ya Yue lowered her head and leaned against Yan Mu's chest with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Ya Yue mocked in her heart, "That's right, then why didn't you break up?" However, she also knew that at this moment, she couldn't say that Yan Mu didn't let Lan Hui down in his heart. He went shopping with her to take pictures because he wanted to take revenge on Lan Hui's coldness.

Ya Yue hated Lan Hui. She hated her for not putting Yan Mu in her heart, but she wanted to be his girlfriend.

"Hui, are you really crying?" Yan Mu heard no reply from the other end of the phone. After being happy for a while, he was a bit worried. He seemed to have done too much yesterday.

That's not right! Yan Mu suddenly thought that Lan Hui might want to dump him, so his voice became hurried: "Hui, she is my sworn sister, I have brotherly feelings towards her. I am the true love for you, believe me. Hui, are you listening to me? "

"Hello, Yan Mu?" Mi Ya gathered her courage and picked up Lan Hui's phone. "Hui went to the toilet. Do you want to call me back later?"

"You are?" Yan Mu was on the other end of the phone and his face was red. Lan Hui didn't even listen to him because he was thinking too much.

"Yan Mu, I'm Mi Ya, Ya Yue's high school classmate." Mi Ya tried her best to make her voice less nervous. She remembered Yan Mu. Although he wasn't particularly tall, he was very handsome. Any girl would be willing to give them some good colors.

"Oh." Yan Mu's brain had thought of this a thousand times. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Sure enough, Ya Yue was digging a pit for him, but she was digging for him. Just that was enough for him to forgive her. With his many years of experience, he got a message from Mi Ya's trembling voice. This girl had feelings for him, so he couldn't help but be agitated. He teased her boldly, "It's another great beauty in Lan Hui's dorm. Is it convenient to add your WeChat?"

"Mi Ya, what are you doing?" Lan Hui, wrapped in cotton clothes, had already entered the dormitory. She looked at her phone, which was now pressed against Mi Ya's ear.

The bashful look on Mi Ya's face, as if she had just fallen in love with someone, made Lan Hui's heart tremble. She was still a junior, yet she hadn't truly been in love with a girl yet.

Mi Ya was startled by Lan Hui's sudden question. Her phone fell from her hand and hit the ground, causing her battery to fall.

Lan Hui speechlessly looked at Mi Ya, who had rushed off to pick up the phone. In her panic, Mi Ya just couldn't fit the battery onto her phone.

Lan Hui sighed. She walked over and slowly pressed her hand down. With one hand, she lifted her chin and sighed. "Tsk tsk. We, Mi Ya, are also a very flirtatious beauty!"

Mi Ya had already made up her mind when she answered the phone. Since Lan Hui didn't love Yan Mu and she envied Zeng Gao's handsome boyfriend every day, she would take Yan Mu for her own use. Seeing that Lan Hui wasn't angry, she gathered up her courage and said, "Lan Hui, you don't like Yan Mu, right? Can you give him to me?"

Lan Hui used her finger to press Mi Ya's mouth, preventing her from continuing. She shook her head and said, "I don't like him, and I can't let anyone take my things from me. What do you think?"

Lan Hui exuded a cold aura from the inside of her body. This was also the kind of aura that caused many arrogant men to fall into her hands, one after another, in order to make men conquer her.

Mi Ya was stunned by Lan Hui's imposing manner. After a long while, she still hadn't moved from her position. A drop of sweat had actually started dripping down her head. Ye Zichen asked in a daze, "Hui, isn't this a bit inappropriate for you?"

Lan Hui also knew that Mi Ya was just a girl in heat, without malice. Seeing that she was so full of herself scared Mi Ya so much that she retracted her aura, changed her clothes beside her and said: "Mi Ya, Yan Mu was with your high school classmate last night for Christmas and came to spoil me this morning. "You flirt with me on the phone. Do you think a boy like this is a good thing?"

Through Lan Hui's reminder, Mi Ya knew that she was the most miserably used one in the whole incident. She was ashamed to the point of being ashamed.

Lan Hui took out a few scarves and drew them on her sweater. As she did so, she said to Mi Ya, "Look at you and your high school classmate again. Which one is prettier, do you need me to say? Did you see so many Korean dramas that you thought the princes liked Cinderella? Besides, he might not be a prince, and you're not Cinderella. "

After Lan Hui finished her sentence, Mi Ya couldn't hold back her tears any longer and started crying sorrowfully.

Seeing her expression, Lan Hui frowned and said, "Let's have a reunion. I won't talk about you anymore. Don't cry." "If you still don't understand, I won't stop you if you want Yan Mu."