Chapter 1531： charm (1/2)

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun had not yet risen, and the morning dew was still hanging from the big trees in the mist.

Sanitation workers have started to go to work, and some people who work at night are preparing to call it a day.

Heicheng is slowly waking up.

Jingle Bell.

The phone's alarm clock went off.

It was not Zhang Wanlin who set the alarm clock but Xia Lin who woke up.

She woke up impatiently, her tired expression like Monkey King facing Tang Sanzang who had chanted the Tightening Curse ninety-nine and eighty-one times.

All the hearts that have been hacked for him.

Which head was kicked by the donkey and set an alarm clock in her room?

are you crazy! She didn't go to work until nine o'clock, and set an alarm clock at six o'clock, sincerely not letting her sleep well?

When she was really impatient to hear, she couldn't bear to get up and smashed the alarm clock, only to realize that she seemed to be holding something.

Not a toy, but a person.

Xia Lin fumbled around him nervously, only to put a finger in her nostril before she determined that she was Zhang Wanlin.

She immediately felt relieved, if it was someone else, it would be a real nightmare.

She pushed Zhang Wanlin, ”Go and turn off your **** alarm clock, when is it now.”

Zhang Wanlin woke up in a daze and turned off the alarm clock with his mobile phone.

When she came back from sleep, she turned around and hugged Xia Lin's waist.

”What are you doing so tightly?”

When Xia Lin was disturbed by the alarm clock, she lost her sleepiness and teased Zhang Wanlin, ”Could it be that you are also greedy for the old sister's body, what forbidden love do you want to happen?”

Zhang Wanlin said impatiently: ”Don't make trouble.”

He didn't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning, but now he is too sleepy.

Just thinking about sleeping wholeheartedly.

Xia Lin seemed to have also thought of this incident, so she stopped talking and put Zhang Wanlin in her arms and continued to sleep.

But soon, Zhang Wanlin in her arms seemed to think of something, and suddenly got up, like a ghost possessed.

Xia Lin just came to sleep, falling into a deep sleep, while saying: ”What are you doing?

If you don't sleep now, is it possible that you can't go to school? ”

Zhang Wanlin is about to be dragged into his arms.

Zhang Wanlin checked the time, 6:30, how dare you go to bed again.

If you are late for the morning run and found by the old class, you can add to the crime.

He immediately got up from the bed, dressed neatly, and then washed.

Charlene was so noisy by the noise, she put the quilt on her head in annoyance.

Don't forget to add a sentence: ”Remember to close the door before going out.”

Mo Yanran arrived at school very early, earlier than any other time.

The reason is the important task entrusted by the teacher to supervise the ten laps in the morning at the same table.

Of course, there are other reasons. If there were only two of them, would he propose to meet on the weekend?

Maybe, that fool.

By 7 o'clock, Mo Yanran had previewed the last two texts in the Chinese language, and Zhang Wanlin was late in arriving, looking depressed.

She has no doubt that he can sleep on foot.

Is it good to give him the title of Sleeping God?

”Morning.”

Zhang Wanlin said hello.

”Well, early.”

Mo Yanran responded enthusiastically.

There are only two of them in the class now, and it would be great if there is anything to say.

Mo Yanran looked forward to it and looked at her eagerly.

If he asks, he certainly can't agree first, but hesitates, and then let the flow take its course.

If he just agreed, wouldn't it be easy for him to guess his identity?

Zhang Wanlin looked at the classroom, there was no one, then looked at the playground outside the playground, he had something to say.

He looked at Mo Yanran casually: ”Mo Yanran.”

”kindness?”

Mo Yanran responded softly, pretending to be indifferent, this feeling is really amazing.

Zhang Wanlin hesitated to say, but finally said: ”Or don't run today.

You think it’s seven o’clock, and it’s eight o’clock in another hour. It’s not as good as a good night’s sleep, right? ”

Mo Yanran's body was stiff, and she didn't expect to hear such a sentence. She grabbed Zhang Wanlin's ears: ”How can this be done? Ten laps, one lap can't be less!”

”Ouch.”