C115 Her Illness Seemed to be a Bit Bad

Lan Shumo accompanied Ye Boshui to a lesson that the original owner's father asked him to choose - Economic Management.

Lan Shumo propped his head up and looked at the professor who was talking on the podium in a daze. He could not help but lie on the table and remind Ye Boshui, "Call me after class. "

If not, Lan Shumo would really sleep until class ended.

Lan Shumo still leaned on his shoulder in a daze. "You don't have class, do you?"

"I don't have any classes this morning. Let's go back. "

Lan Shumo nodded slightly and walked out of the school with his eyes half-open.

Lan Shumo had a candy in his mouth. He looked at Ye Boshui who was in a daze and waved his hand in front of him. "What. . . What's wrong?"

Ye Boshui suddenly came back to his senses and gave a cynical smile. "I miss Shumo. "

Lan Shumo also cooperated and said, "How much do you think?"

"I really want to. Hmm. . . It's even louder than the sound of the world exploding. "

Lan Shumo rubbed his head and did not say anything. Before Ye Boshui could hug him, he stood up and left.

Ye Boshui looked at Lan Shumo's proud and aloof back and could not help but sigh, "He is really a person who is treated gently by the world. He had the most beautiful face and the most gentle personality in the world. The sweetest smile and the most alluring voice. . . He is such a perfect person. That is why I want to destroy him bit by bit. . . "

Ye Boshui revealed a bloodthirsty smile," I really want to see how big brother is begging under me. . . "

. . .

Lan Shumo looked at Yu Wan, who was in the same class as him. He rubbed his chin and said, "Since Yu Wan and I are about the same age, does that mean that the original plot is that Ye Boshui and Yu Wan are in a relationship?"

Xiaoqing: You only realized it now. . . Can I discriminate against retarded people?

Zhigu: You don't have the right to discriminate against retarded people with higher IQ, EQ, and looks.

Xiaoqing: I f * * k!

Yu Xue Wan naturally noticed Lan Shumo looking at her. She pretended to be reserved and ignored him.

Lan Shumo pursed his lips in disgust. His attributes had been confirmed. This was definitely an act of force, absolutely. He was quite a good child, so how did he become an idiot?

Lan Shumo shook his head and sighed, I've read too many romance novels and got myself killed.

. . .

It was not easy for him to finish one class, but Lan Shumo saw the person he least wanted to see at the door of the classroom. No, it should be the person the original owner least wanted to see - Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was the original owner's crazy admirer. He was a man.

Chen Feng was the son of a nouveau riche. He flirted with women every day, but he met hundreds of flowers and didn't touch a single leaf. Of course, this was also an accident.

Chen Feng's childhood sweethearts knew that Chen Feng's father had become an nouveau riche. She, who had originally "kept a distance" from Chen Feng, suddenly began to passionately pursue Chen Feng.

When his childhood sweethearts knew that he was chasing after the original owner, they started to pour dirty water on the original owner. However, they did not succeed once.

Later, she kidnapped the original owner into a small black room and closed it for two whole days before releasing the original owner. Just as the original owner's family was in a hurry, the original owner came back by himself. He was afraid of the darkness, but not long after, the original owner seemed to be no longer afraid of the darkness. He started his original life and hid from Chen Feng.

Lan Shumo looked at Chen Feng, who was at the door of the classroom, and sighed in despair. When Chen Feng saw Lan Shumo, his eyes lit up, and he strode to Lan Shumo.

There were still some people in the lecture hall who hadn't left yet, but they knew the current situation. They sped up and packed up their things before leaving as fast as they could.

Lan Shumo's mouth twitched. Why did you run so fast? There were no ghosts chasing you from behind. Be careful of your left foot tripping your right foot and throwing you all into the mud.

. . .

Thank you for your peace of mind rewards and recommendation tickets for Feng Shumo's lifetime.

'I've collected more than a thousand. Happy, happy, happy! '