But is it too addictive?
I’ve seen people spend a night playing games, and I’ve seen people spend a night browsing Zhihu, but it’s really rare that I can’t stop watching videos of good friends. Friendship is really blinding.
At this moment, the class bell rang, and the professor teaching “Money and Banking” came in with a teacup, adjusted his reading glasses and began to take roll call.
“Zhang Hongxin.”
“arrive.”
“Chen Da.”
“arrive.”
“Gao Wenhui.”
“arrive.”
“Feng Nanshu.”
After the words fell, everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath, and the classroom was silent.
Feng Nanshu is the number one in her major and has never missed class, so everyone is not sure why she suddenly missed class, but subconsciously they feel that she must have asked for leave, and they want to know why the fairy girl who suddenly asked for leave asked for leave.
In Linda in the autumn evening, the temperature dropped slightly. I don’t know whether it was because of the temperature or the time of day, but the school seemed a little quiet.
The lights in the front square soon started to turn on, and the lights in the College Supermarket also followed suit. The little yellow hats who joined the group were coming in and out from the back door, preparing for the night’s distribution. The business aspect seemed to be prosperous. .
After coming out of the girls’ dormitory, Feng Nanshu’s expression was still a little silly. She didn’t expect that the person standing next to the bed was the real Jiang Qin.
So much so that she even forgot to hold his hand, and didn’t realize it until she walked out for a long time. Then she chased after him, stuffed her little hand into Jiang Qin’s pocket, and then squinted her eyes coldly to observe his expression.
“Jiang Qin, what are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about what means I can use to restore my tall and majestic image.” Jiang Qin said seriously.
Although Feng Nanshu felt guilty, she still spoke confidently: “I really thought it was a dream.”
“I don’t do anything in your dream, I just chew your pig’s trotters every day, right?”
“My feet are not pig’s hooves.” Feng Nanshu disagreed with him a little.
Jiang Qin was silent for a long time: “What I did wasn’t foot eating, it was a foot massage. I just couldn’t remember it, so the people in your dormitory misunderstood me and thought I was some kind of pervert.”
“Jiang Qin, you lied to me, the massage is done with hands.” The little rich woman was very clever.
Jiang Qin couldn’t help but turn his head to look at her: “I think I’m not very knowledgeable. There is a technique called foot massage on the tip of the tongue, and that’s what it’s like.”