MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 425 Think about when will I become a regular?

  Chapter 425 Think about when I will become a regular?

   There is a wind blowing, carrying a strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, filling the nose.

  When the man spoke, even the corners of his eyes were filled with a heart-warming smile.

  Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Gong Jiu glanced at him with a blank face: "Is it over?"

  I always feel that this Jun Gu has been dropped by someone now, and he is always an ambiguous object. Is this person embarrassing?

  She suddenly became anxious.

  When will such a day last?

"deny?"

  Looking at the bright disgust on the boy's face when he looked at him, Jun Gu moved his jaw slightly: "I don't admit it..."

  He suddenly thought of something, and reached into his pocket.

  Gong Jiuhan, who was just watching his movements quietly, finally changed his indifferent expression when he heard the voice from the other party's mobile phone.

   It so happened that Jun Gu pretended not to see it, and put the mobile phone in his hand in front of the young man, with Yan Yaner's evil on the brow:

   "Coach Gong must take a serious look, the evidence is high-definition."

   Coincidentally, at this moment, the person on the phone shook his head and was saying that sentence: "I like Jun Gu."

  The brain was forcibly restarted, and some unknown pictures flashed by.

   There was a buzzing sound, as if something was ringing in the brain.

   She said this kind of words?

   She hated to admit it.

  But the person who said "I like" one by one on it is clearly her again.

   What's even more disgusting is that Jun Gu even made the video into a single-sentence loop, and the repeated loop is naturally the phrase "I like Jun Gu".

  The expression on Gong Jiu'an's face was extremely stiff.

  She turned her head coolly, looked at the man with the smile in her eyes, and said every word, gritting her teeth: "When did Gu Shen learn to take advantage of others?"

  The mobile phone in his hand was locked by the teenager, and the video was terminated.

  He just watched the boy delete the video, including the recent deletion.

  But there was no trace of anger on her face, as if she had expected her to be like this.

   Only the corners of his eyes are slightly bent, and he is smiling.

   Laugh indulgently.

   "I just want Coach Gong to teach me a lesson," the boy handed back the phone angrily, Jun Gu squinted and shook his head: "Hangovers are not good for your health."

   "I'm really grateful to God Gu for teaching me so." Because of the air of being teased, Gong Jiu was a bit nasty when he spoke.

   As fierce as a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

  Obviously other methods could be used, but I chose to tease her to say such things.

   It's just cheap.

  She stood up with the insulated box in hand: "I'm going back to class, God Gu, please help yourself."

  Even if it is the last class, and the get out of class will end in less than ten minutes, she shouldn't stay here with this guy.

  Looking at the back of the young man who turned around and walked away quickly, Jun Gu's dark and deep eyes were full of stars.

  He raised his voice a bit: "So, when will Coach Gong consider making his subordinate a regular?"

   Then, he watched the person who had started to descend the steps staggered unexpectedly.

  The arc is very small.

  The back figure walking away is obviously a bit thin, and it also brings a seeming embarrassment.

  Under the tree, the tall man covered his lips and smiled.

  The mobile phone in the palm of his hand twirled around between his fingers extremely nimbly, and Jun Gu rolled his eyes as if sighing.

  He did not say that there is no other backup of this video.

   "Buzz—"

  The vibration was accompanied by the sound of the bell ringing at his fingertips. He stopped playing, lowered his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, pressed the answer button, and answered lazily:

   "What is it, tell me."

   "Master, someone has been sent over there, saying they want to meet with you."

  The slight smile on his face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a quiet indifference.

   When Gong Jiuhan returned to the classroom, it happened that the get out of class was over.

  The teacher threw away the chalk in his hand, clapped his hands and picked up the textbook, and left the classroom after class was over.

  The classroom is full of chaos, full of voices and sounds of collecting things.

  Students are going to have lunch at this point.

  Song Zixi always ignored the clutter on the table, and ran towards Gong Jiuan with two steps at a time.

   "Hey Jiuduan, let's eat!"

   While speaking, he looked at the insulated box on the table more than once.

   Gu Shen delivered the medicine himself, tsk tsk tsk, this is not something ordinary people can afford.

  Just drank the medicine, although there was sugar in his mouth to wash away the bitter taste, but Gong Jiuan's appetite was still somewhat affected.

  She lay lazily on the table, and raised her eyelids to look at Lin Yao who was orderly storing books, paper and pens beside her.

   "No appetite, you go."

  Lin Yao paused, zipped up the stationery on her hand, and turned her head to look at the sleepy young man: "Is Jiu Mu not feeling well?"

  Jun Gu came to deliver the medicine, Gong Jiuhan must be seriously ill, and I don’t know if Gong Jiuhan concealed it too well, she sat beside him all morning and didn’t notice it.

   "Gu Shen has come to deliver the medicine, Jiu'an must be sick," Song Zixi supported the table and shook his head: "We didn't even find out! It's really guilty to say it."

   "You guys go." Gong Jiu pulled the school uniform jacket that he took off, put it on his body and buried his head, and the voice that came out was a bit angry: "I'll sleep for a while."

  Lin Yao and Song Zixi looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, then let's go first."

   "Then I'll bring you something to eat when I come. You have to eat if you want to drink medicine."

  Lin Yao added something before leaving, and the young man hummed lightly through the cloth.

  It seems that I have already felt sleepy.

   At noon, the sun is getting stronger.

  The classroom without anyone seemed extremely quiet, but Gong Jiuhan slept very comfortably this time.

  In the dream, there is a sea of ​​bright yellow flowers, and the nose is also filled with a light fragrance that makes people feel comfortable.

   I don't know when the sea of ​​flowers suddenly became dyed in patches.

   is the ultimate Yin.

  It is the same color as blood, and the light fragrance in the nose is also wrapped in disgusting fishy and astringent.

  It has a familiar taste, that kind of extreme bitterness, very much like the thick black soup that Jun Gu fed her.

  Gong Jiu woke up silently.

  Woke up, she stared blankly at the blue and white school uniform for a long time, only remembering that the last scene in the dream was Jun Gu's extremely handsome face, with spots of blood on it.

  She shook her head and snorted.

  This person really deserves to be insane, he never forgets to feed her soup and medicine in his dreams, and pretends to be a ghost to scare her.

  The dryness in the fundus of the eyes became a little stronger because of this strange dream, and even the bloodshot that seemed to be there became obvious.

  She raised her hand and leaned against the wall under the window sill, rubbing her temples one after another.

   It's a sin to sigh secretly.

  The phone rang at this time, she stopped her movements to find the phone, and pressed to answer.

  Old Tang’s voice came from the other side.

   "Master, the latest news shows that Gu Shihuai went to the capital this morning."

  The half-closed eyelids opened quickly, and the inattention of Gong Jiu's silent eyes also showed a bit of sharpness.

"anything else?"

   "The young master of the Jun family went to his game, and the two parties should have seen each other by this time."

   Standing up from her seat, she picked up her school uniform jacket and walked out.

   "Send someone to pick me up immediately."

  (end of this chapter)