Chapter 142 You Can Choose Two Bottles (2)

He looked at her for a moment, stretched out his hand, took out a bottle of the same drink from his bag, unscrewed the cap first and then tightened it securely, then threw it into Shi Yao's arms: "I'll give you my bottle."

His voice was low-key and quiet, with good quality, as if he was speaking leisurely into her ear.

Shi Yao's brain was uncontrollably dizzy for a second. When she reacted, the sun shone back on her and he had already turned around and left.

There was a warm spring breeze blowing, and when Shi Yao caught Lin Jiage's figure, his white sportswear was bulging, and a few strands of hair were swaying playfully.

A few boys probably saw Lin Jiage leaving and followed him.

Sao Bao Huang was the last one to raise his feet. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask Leng Nuan with a playful smile: "Classmate, are you really not considering giving me your phone number?"

Leng Nuan had a calm face, showing no sign of speaking.

Sao Bao Huang was not annoyed at all, and the smile on his face was brighter than the sun in the sky: "It's okay, classmate, one day, you will give me your phone number."

Dark Blue, who had walked some distance away, laughed when she heard Sao Bao Huang's words, turned around and said, "Can you hurry up and go play basketball?"

Sao Bao Huang waved his hand at Leng Nuan, said "Sayo", and ran away.

After several boys disappeared, He Tiantian unscrewed the bottle cap and said intoxicatedly: "Wow, my boyfriend is so handsome. He even unscrewed the bottle cap for Yaoyao. I also want to have a boy." God help me twist the bottle cap."

Jiang Yue nodded cooperatively: "I now kind of believe what Yaoyao confessed in the dormitory last night, but then again, Yaoyao, is there something wrong with you to let such a good fiancé go? , you are actually thinking of breaking off the engagement, are you out of your mind?"

He Tiantian: "Yeah! Yaoyao, you are the last life, no no, no, it is the last life, the last life, the upper life ...

It's just talk about being a good friend, but when you meet your male idol, do you still choose to give up on her?

Shi Yao pouted and lowered her head to drink black tea.

Jiang Yue: "This is not the point. The point is Yaoyao. Can you be successful? How did you do it just now? Can you only choose one bottle when you say that sentence so seriously?"

He Tiantian: "That's right, Yaoyao, we don't want to lose face! The whole dormitory will be embarrassed by you!"

Shi Yao, who drank three-fifths of the black tea in one breath, raised his head and replied very rationally: "You can't lose face."

Jiang Yue: "What you said makes sense, I can't even refute you!"

He Tiantian: "Fortunately, I can't eat face. If I could, Yaoyao would definitely eat it all!"

Leng Nuan seemed to have realized something, and continued: "So, no matter what, our dormitory is destined to lose face!"

He Tiantian: "Classmate Leng Nuan, don't talk about Yaoyao. Do you really not consider that phone number brother? I think he is pretty good, better than your previous suitor."

"Brother phone number? Haha, the names Tiantian gives to those suitors always make me laugh. What toilet man, Mediterranean..." Jiang Yue said, looking at Leng Nuan: "... Nuan, I feel this too. The phone number is pretty good."

Shi Yao, who was only focused on drinking, raised her hand holding jasmine tea in agreement as her mouth was occupied.

Leng Nuan lowered his eyes, his expression instantly turned extremely cold, "I told you, I'm not interested in men."