817 Chapter 818: Washing the Sheets

Fu Baixue next to him had already seen the news.

She snorted lightly, and clacked and sent another message: [Oh, I forgot to tell you, Zhizhi is lying next to me now. 】

Susie said: "..."

All of a sudden, the phones of both of them were silent.

Su Xici will pretend to be dead to the end.

No matter what she sent, he didn't reply.

Fu Baixue sent several more messages in a row, but got no reply, and threw the phone on the bedside table angrily.

"This flower peacock doesn't even reply to my messages!"

Jiang Lingzhi guessed: "Maybe, after the face is rubbed on the ground, it needs time to slow down."

Fu Baixue sneered, picked up the phone again, added that name to the blacklist, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't reply to my messages, okay, okay, then don't reply from now on."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Too cruel.

After eating the melon for a long time, Jiang Lingzhi shook her head, picked up the phone, and switched to the chat window with her boyfriend.

Ready to send him a message in the past tense.

A message popped up on the interface.

Friend Nan: 【I'm home】

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes instantly rolled up, and he replied slowly: 【Why is it so late? 】

Fu Baixue also came over and said in a playful tone, "How about chatting with your husband?"

Jiang Lingzhi paused with her fingers, and quickly pressed the screen to her chest.

"Hey," Fu Baixue pinched her face: "Okay, now you have a secret from your sister, right? Hey...you don't want your sister if you have a husband."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Fu Baixue teased her, smiled and picked up the phone to chat with others.

Another notification tone came from the phone, Jiang Lingzhi secretly picked up the phone and took a look.

Friend Nan: [It’s been a while since I came back, I just washed the sheets]

Jiang Lingzhi felt a little baffled: 【What kind of sheets do you wash in the middle of the night? 】

Friend Nan: [What do you think? 】

Jiang Lingzhi paused slightly with her fingers holding the phone.

What he can't wash is the sheets on his bed...

Jiang Lingzhi was speechless.

Another possibility came to mind, she almost exploded on the spot.

Did he wash it by hand?

Fu Baixue peeled an orange and stared at her while eating: "What are you talking about? Your ears are all red."

Jiang Lingzhi let out a sigh of relief, and frantically locked the screen of the phone: "There's nothing to talk about."

Fu Baixue obviously didn't believe it, and stared at her suspiciously for a while, but didn't continue to ask.

Jiang Ling knew that she would have class tomorrow.

The two hid under the quilt and chatted for a while. Seeing that it was too late, they didn't chat for too long, and they were going to sleep.

In an unfamiliar environment, Jiang Lingzhi tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep.

After chatting with him just now.

I really feel like I miss my boyfriend.

Jiang Lingzhi felt that she was worthless.

Obviously we didn't see each other every day at school, why we separated for such a short time, I'm not used to it.

The next day is Monday.

Fu Baixue was still sleeping when Jiang Lingzhi woke up.

Her plane ticket seems to be at ten o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Lingzhi patted her across the quilt: "Xiaoxue, I'm going to school, remember to get up, don't be too late."

Fu Baixue replied in a daze.

After Jiang Lingzhi finished washing, she picked up her schoolbag and went out quickly, helping her close the door by the way.

After returning to school, she went to the dormitory first.

Several roommates were still washing in the dormitory and were about to go out to the classroom.

"Hey, Lingling, you're back."