Chapter 1289

After Zhuang Jia went back with the bottle of Shancun Multidimensional Tablets, she pretended to be casual and placed it on the table.

Song Jingru, who was sitting by the bed, saw that her eyes seemed to be pricked by needles, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she was stunned for a while.

Zhuang Jia pretended not to know, packed up some toiletries, and went to the bathroom.

When he came back, he had already removed his makeup and loosened his hair. He looked refreshed, and he was only wearing a men's shirt.

Her figure is so enviable, she has the proportions of a natural model, with long legs and thin waist, graceful and graceful.

The shirt was worn loosely on her body, although it covered all the places that should be covered, but the slightly open neckline, the soft collarbone, and Xuenen's long legs, every part of it aroused people's imagination.

Zhuang Jia brushed her hair and walked to the bed, lay down under the covers and played with her mobile phone.

Everyone in the room knew whose shirt she was wearing.

Hu Fangfang looked at her silently for a while, then turned over and lay down.

And Song Jingru's face turned pale, she bit her lip and stared at Zhuang Jia for a moment, her eyes gradually turned red, and she seemed to be in a daze.

Zhuang Jia, who had already been lying in bed, didn't see Song Jingru's face, she was just out of anger, and couldn't be bothered that Song Jingru was courting Yang Da in front of her real girlfriend.

Tearing her face and making a lot of noise is not in line with her temperament of a young lady. She wants to let the other party back out of difficulties silently and loudly, and completely stop thinking about it.

The night was dark, and after an unknown amount of time, Hu Fangfang's voice sounded in the room: "Song Jingru, go and turn off the lights."

Zhuang Jia heard the creaking sound of the bed. It was Song Jingru who got up from the bed, put on her shoes, walked slowly to the wall, turned off the lights, and then came back slowly...

In the darkness, only Zhuang Jia's cell phone was still on.

Zhuang Jia was also sleepy, so she turned off her cell phone and closed her eyes to sleep.

This sleep was not solid.

Compared with home, the bed boards in the dormitory are narrow and hard, and the quilt is stuffy, which she can easily feel. The filling material is artificial polyester fiber, not even cotton!

What's more terrible is the bed sheet. She is used to sleeping on long-staple cotton and satin sheets. Now the one under her body is rough and thin, and it is easy to stick to the skin when she turns over. It seems to be pilled, which makes her skin itchy.

Despite the heavy sleepiness, Zhuang Jia slept in pain. Thinking that her sweetheart was next door, she gritted her teeth and endured the joys and sorrows. Even if she slept on inferior polyester blended sheets, she felt sweet in her heart.

Just fell asleep like this...

In the middle of the night, Zhuang Jia faintly heard the woman's sobbing, and she was so frightened that she woke up immediately.

After listening silently for a while, I was sure it was not haunted.

It was Song Jingru on the bed next to her who was crying.

Zhuang Jia was speechless for a while.

What's going on in the dead of night, hiding in bed and crying? You vent your sadness and despair, and I feel wronged and resentful.

Zhuang Jia pouted in her bed, feeling melancholy.

...

Song Jingru cried for an hour, and Zhuang Jia listened for an hour.

She reflected on herself, did she go too far, deliberately wearing her boyfriend's shirt to sleep, it was really a show of arrogance, look, it made the girl cry.

Why do women make things difficult for women?

But after two seconds of sympathy, Zhuang Jia thought again, the more Song Jingru cried heartbroken, the more it meant that she loved Yang so much that she couldn't help herself!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jia felt a little upset again...

Song Jingru sobbed softly, crying endlessly.

Zhuang Jia was anxious and annoyed.

Suddenly there was a small sound from the window, like sand and gravel being blown by the wind, but Zhuang Jia didn't care.

After a while, the window rang again.

Ka Ka Ka...

Ka Ka Ka...

Zhuang Jia frowned, opened his eyes and looked over——

With just one glance, her blood seemed to freeze! The brain is even more blank!

She saw that the window was half open, and there was a face poking in tremblingly!