MTL - Little Girlfriend-Chapter 23

Su Siying fiddled with the hands on her waist, but the hands were entangled again, and there was an upward trend. After saying a few words at random, she hung up the phone, turned her head to look at Bai Yirong who had just woken up, and asked helplessly, "You're fine today, why don't you sleep for a while?"

"You can't sleep when you're not by your side." Bai Yirong reached into the hem of his clothes and went all the way up, "I'm awake now and want to do something."

The outer wall of the balcony is very high, standing here can only show the top of the head, but in broad daylight... it's still a bit of a shame. Su Siying blushed instantly, patted off the messy hand on her chest, turned around and entered the room: "I have a plenary meeting in the afternoon, don't mess around."

"Just show your face and say a few words at the plenary session. The office of the English Center is in charge of this plenary session, right? They were brought up by you, so it must be no problem." Bai Yirong posted it again, and the fragrance in his hair was especially good Hooked, "Besides, I was caught calling other women early in the morning, are you still so righteous?"

Su Siying laughed and grabbed her hand: "Do you have anything else on your mind besides this?"

"You are all in my head," Bai Yirong gently kissed the corner of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue swept across the slightly curved arc, "that's why there is such a thing about you."

"…"

Su Siying couldn't speak anymore, and let the person who was close to him put his lips on every part of his body. The curtains in the bedroom were drawn lightly, and the two fell on the bed kissing...

A room with infinite spring.

On the other side, Ai Xiao and Xiaoyue were about to go back to the dormitory after eating. Before leaving, they saw Yi Xian and her captain eating breakfast together—to be precise, the former was eating and the latter was watching.

Under the watchful eyes of the captain, Yi Xian finished her breakfast under great pressure. When she thought that she might have to accept this kind of torture every day in the future, she immediately decided to give up the morning running plan. However, when she announced the decision, Liu Rong raised his brows and asked, "Is it so easy to change what you decide?"

The hat was too big, and she had to hesitantly withdraw her decision.

After breakfast, the basketball team will train in two hours. Liu Rong left the cafeteria after she finished eating, and then went to the library. Yi Xian also wanted to go to self-study, but when she saw that she was walking towards the library, she turned a corner in the middle and said that she wanted to go home.

Liu Rong responded and left by himself, Yi Xian breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone and complained about this morning to Yan Tang. The other party's response was mediocre, and her interest was not high. Yi Xian asked her what was wrong, Yan Tang leaned against the wall with her guitar in her arms, and only replied that she hadn't slept well last night.

Yi Xian, who was playing with her mobile phone while walking, couldn't help but let out a "yo". What day was it yesterday? Sister Mengmei didn't rest well, and her neighbor sister didn't sleep well either.

Yan Tang didn't know her thoughts, so she simply comforted her and let her get along well with her classmates, then picked up the guitar and continued to play aimlessly.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She had not been able to rest well all night, and she was still not at all sleepy. All that was tossing and turning in her head was the voice of grievance in the slightly drunken nasal voice of Ku Ri. She swept the strings a few times, exhaled a long breath, and placed her fingers on the quivering strings.

She had looped through yesterday's voice countless times, and later she secretly placed a favorite. Worrying about the bitter day, she unconsciously released this voice while lying in bed at night, and every time she heard her long ending sound, she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, as if this person was really dragging her voice around her and acting like a spoiled child.

Yan Tang understands that this speech is like a black history for the bitter day of drinking and fumbled. It stands to reason that she should delete it to reassure the young author, but her finger was hanging on the delete button for a long time, and she didn't. Bear the heart to press down.

Such a bitter day is so cute. She is drunk and knows to send a voice to herself to say good evening. How can she be willing to delete it?

Yan Tang leaned his head gently against the wall. Although he had been single for twenty-two years, it was not difficult to guess the reason behind this subtle feeling.

She suddenly wanted to ask Ku Ri for her mobile phone number and wanted to call her. It's just that impulse made her pick up the phone, and reason made her put it down.

It's too fast, it will scare her, after all, they are just netizens who have no intersection at all in reality.

Yan Tang rubbed her hair irritably, her long hair was fluffy and messy, she didn't notice it at all, she just wanted to hear the voice of Ku Ji again. In the end, she reluctantly opened the bitter day singing audio that she had secretly downloaded, and sang along with the people inside.

I don't know how long I have been sitting, but the song playing on the phone suddenly changed, it was her ringtone.

Yan Tang straightened up and answered the phone. Qin Song, who was opposite, teased her: "Why didn't you come to the studio today? You usually spend here on weekends."

"I have something to do, don't go." She lightly touched the strings on the guitar with her fingers, "Are you busy?"

"It's okay, I'm just curious." Qin Song opened the door of the office, sat on the chair and asked, "What's on your mind? Let me guess, is it because of the little author?"

"That's it."

Qin Song smiled: "Do you want me to check her for you?"

Yan Tang decisively refused: "No, I want to take it slow."

"Come on, when will you go slowly?"

"I found out that we've only known each other for less than a month." Yan Tang exhaled slowly, pursed his lower lip slightly, and continued, "I'm not sure of my own thoughts, let alone her thoughts, so let's take it slow. "

Qin Song said nonchalantly, "At your speed, you won't be able to touch the little author's hand next year."

"..." Yan Tang wanted to say that he was not that superficial, but after thinking about it carefully, she really wanted to hold hands with Ku Ri, and there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Okay, I know what I have in mind. You can rest at home and be more energetic at work tomorrow." Qin Song glanced at his watch, "Don't talk, there will be a conference call later."

Yan Tang said "um", and the other party's light laughter disappeared in the sound.

She didn't know what he had in mind, but after talking to others, her mood really recovered a lot. Putting away the guitar, she stood up to turn on the computer, but just took a half-step, her body suddenly swayed. Sitting on the ground for too long, and now her legs are slightly numb, she helplessly leaned against the wall and sat on the chair for a while, tapping her legs lightly.

Turning on the computer, she found out the narration and the plot dialogue that Ku Ri had made yesterday, and tried to practice.

At the same time, Ai Xiaohuo, who had returned to the dormitory, was in front of the computer while sorting out the ppt for the afternoon, while glancing at the lower right corner of the computer.

Will the goddess stop looking for her in the future? In any case, the fan-possessing she showed yesterday was irrational.

Could it be that those words in the morning were all to comfort him, but Goddess Yan herself was very angry?

Ai Xiao began to think wildly again, and with a trembling hand, he almost turned off the ppt he just edited. She shook her head. Just now, Huang Xiaoyue went out and bought her a glass of lemonade. After drinking it, her head didn't hurt as much as before, but her heart was even more chaotic.

The update issued yesterday was a previously saved manuscript. After editing the ppt, she went to the backstage to look at everyone's comments. Seeing that there were no longer so many readers who mentioned Yantang, she was both fortunate and disappointed.

Fortunately, this turmoil has finally passed, and she no longer affects the reputation of the goddess. What is lost is... she doesn't know.

Ai Xiao hesitated for a while, then logged into the trumpet account and posted a new Weibo.

Did Goddess Yan release a new song today: "To make up for yesterday's [no]. I've been so upset recently... ('へ',

Soon, some Yantang's fans began to comment on her - "Following Master Po for so long, this is the first time she has lost her blog, I think something really happened [doge]", "It seems that the days of spreading dog food are not far away. :, "Master Po really cheated, Goddess Yan is not her only [goodbye]", "Isn't the phone fun? Isn't the song of the goddess good? Why should you fall in love?"…

Ai Xiao swept through the comments with her face held, and felt that only the first person spoke to her. This trumpet has been established for two years. No matter what happens, she will update "yes" or "no" without a second thought. Only yesterday, she drank too much and couldn't be more proficient.

Looking at the two Weibo posts up and down, she couldn't help but feel sad for the fault of this date. The thing that had been going on for two years was suddenly interrupted for some reason. This kind of feeling was not good.

Ai Xiao sighed, opened the notepad, and unconsciously recorded her recent feelings. After blurring the details, she found the tree hole platform again wearing the little trumpet last time, and sent the follow-up to he.

Jun Shudong replied with "received", Ai Xiao swiped his homepage in a bored manner, several new blogs were all other content. She guessed that there may be a lot of tree hole news in the past few days, and it may take a while to send out, so she crossed the page and turned to coding.

What she wrote in this chapter can be described as stumbling. She rewrote several places when revising the text. Usually, a chapter that was written in more than an hour took three hours to write today. By the time she put the new chapter in the manuscript box, it was already half past twelve. Ai Xiao hurriedly turned off the computer, hurriedly packed her bathing things, and ran to solve her unpleasant smell of alcohol.

Drinking is a mistake, she will never drink again in the future.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, she changed into more formal clothes, looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Huang Xiaoyue in the bedroom walked behind her drinking yogurt, put her chin on top of her head, took a breath, and said with a smile, "We're back with a fragrant smile."

She was too close, Ai Xiao nervously avoided her pointed chin, and rubbed the top of her head awkwardly: "I will be fragrant from now on." After speaking, she grabbed her backpack and ran to the door, raised her arms and tried hard. Open the door, "I'm leaving."

"Come on, let's go, everything is going well."

Ai Xiao nodded and went out. After closing the door and leaving, her footsteps gradually slowed down, faintly feeling that her reaction just now seemed a little serious. Touching the fluffy hair on the top of her head again, she put on her earphones and sighed, and walked towards the lecture hall used for the plenary meeting with her head down.

It stands to reason that student-organized conferences are held in empty classrooms. But it has to be said that the Foreign Language Federation has a high status among various student organizations in the school. On the one hand, the activities it organizes have high student participation, and on the other hand, it plays an important role in the school's diplomacy. Just like the lecture given by Professor Ikeuchi, in fact, the school can invite professional translators from outside the school to come, but this will obviously lose some of the characteristics of the school, and it will be difficult for the professors who come to communicate from abroad to produce more good news for the school itself. Sensitivity.

Therefore, even if it is an internal meeting of the federation, the school is still willing to lend them the lecture hall used for academic exchanges.

Ai Xiao recalled her performance on stage yesterday. Although this was not the first time she interpreted, it was the one that made her feel the most about the Federation. She was suddenly thankful that she had joined here, instead of spending her college career unremarkable.

Speaking of which, she thought of something important. Looking at the time, Professor Ikeuchi should have arrived in Japan by now. In order to live up to the expectations of Sister Su and the school, she should think about how to write his first email tonight.