Chapter 27 (1/2)

Who is she? Is it

”I have something on my side. I'll contact you again.”

Before she spoke, he quickly finished and hung up.

She is holding a mobile phone, standing on the balcony. In the hot middle of the night, people are still crazy. There is no wind on the balcony. The heat comes from all directions. It's like being in a steamer. It's so hot that it's hard to breathe.

He hung up in such a hurry that he must be afraid that the woman would hear him.

Afraid that the woman knows she exists? If you're so scared, why don't you just let go?

In the past three years, she has been telling herself that Leng Lingtian is just a business relationship. When he gets tired of it and lets it go, she leaves and can't have any other hope for him.

She told herself so clearly, but why in the end, she still cares about who the woman who made the voice on the phone is. Now her mind is full of Leng Lingtian and that woman, and all kinds of pictures of red fruits flash in her mind again and again.

She asked herself not to think more, and should not think more, she belongs to lenglingtian, but lenglingtian does not belong to her, but she just can't restrain those strange ideas, such as the crazy growth of vines in her body.

That kind of feeling, it's really hard, I really want to run and get drunk again.

She walked from the balcony to the bathroom, opened the shower, let the cold water from head to foot, a cold spread all over her body, let her a little more comfortable, not as hot and dry as just now.

Her mood gradually calmed down. She leaned against the wall and breathed heavily.

He and she are just the relationship between the gold owner and his lover. Where he is at night, who he is with and what does it have to do with her?

Anyway, she will leave him sooner or later, and he will not be able to keep her around for a lifetime. When he thinks about it, he is relieved to laugh at himself.

It must have happened too suddenly just now. In other words, Leng Lingtian hasn't seen any other women around her over the years. It's normal for her to reflect bigger.

As she thought so, she comforted herself that she didn't fall in love with Leng Lingtian. She just couldn't accept it for a moment. It was like a thing that belonged to her and was taken away by others one day. Although it didn't belong to her, it was placed next to her every day, which made her have that illusion.

After taking a bath, I tossed and turned in bed, and unconsciously slept in the past. This sleep made me feel better the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she suddenly found that there was still class to go today. She quickly got up and pushed Milo aside.

”Milo, wake up. There's a class today.”

Milo snorted and muttered, ”if you don't go, you'll have a headache.”

”But there's an animal class in the afternoon.” A professor in their university, because he is very strict, every class must be called. If he doesn't come, his credit will be deducted, so everyone calls him a beast.

”What When Milo heard that he was a beast, he immediately sat up.

”His class ~” muttered and then fell down.

”Ah! Why are you sleeping again? ”

”It's OK. I've applied for internship with the school. I'm a junior, so it doesn't matter if I don't go to class. Let me sleep again. I drank too much last night. Now I have a bad headache. It's like I'm going to explode. ”

Mu Anqi stared at her, got up and said, ”you deserve it. Who told you to drink so much? I'll go. You can't go. I can't.”

As she combed her hair with her hands, she said, ”I'll make you a cup of hot tea. It's more comfortable to drink some strong tea after drinking. Do you want to eat something? I'll buy it for you?”

Mile shook his head: ”my stomach is uncomfortable. Don't eat it. Just make me a cup of tea and put it here. I'll sleep again. I'm hungry later. I'll order takeout myself.”

”Well, I'll go. I'm running out of time. Call me if you have something to do.”

Mu Anxi rushed to school in a hurry. Fortunately, she was not late. As soon as she arrived, the professor also arrived. As expected, she put down the teaching plan and called the roll.