"Do you think my post is very good?"

Gu Nianjia sent several messages in a row.

It turns out that Let him praise her for her classical Chinese.

Zhang Jingyu shakes his head in a funny way and reluctantly praises Gu Nianjia. "It's not bad."

Just her lines are not bad. They are already praise.

But Gu Nianjia was not satisfied with it. He sent a duzui expression and asked, "is there anything else that is not enough?"

Zhang Jingyu: there are more than deficiencies.

Without waiting for his reply, Gu Nianjia sent another message, "there are some shortcomings, I should describe the teacher's girlfriend, and let those who still have ideas for you feel inferior to themselves, and retreat in spite of difficulties."

Zhang Jingyu can imagine that Gu Nianjia is patting her legs over there.

He put a touch of doting on the corner of his mouth and replied to her: "baby, in fact, don't care what they think in their hearts, I won't like them."

The tone was very firm.

Firmly let Gu Nianjia think of how much he likes his girlfriend, "it seems that you like the future teacher and mother very much."

Zhang Jingyu: "well."

It seems that I really like it Gu Nianjia stares at Zhang Jingyu's "um" word here, and Zhang Jingyu's ascetic face appears in her mind.

And I can't help but replace those teachers who have seen the cartoon about beauty, they are usually aggressive and domineering.

I like it.

"When did you know each other?" he asked, "are you just like my brother and sister-in-law?"

I feel that growing up together from childhood will be very interesting. Growing up together and understanding each other all say that company is the longest love confession.

Now she regrets that she didn't find a childhood sweetheart.

From small to large, the only heterosexual contact is the brother and uncle. In high school, they were not familiar with Ma Wenxiao, the scum man.

But brother is brother, little uncle

In her mind, song Changlin's handsome face appeared again. Her yearning for a better love suddenly disappeared.

The smile grew stiff.

Zhang Jingyu: "No."

Gu Nianjia: "next time you bring your mother to school, I'll invite her to dinner."

Seeing the name "teacher's mother", Zhang Jingyu's lips arc expanded, and he returned a word to Gu Nianjia: "OK."

"It's nice to be young."

Professor Wen, sitting next to him, suddenly uttered an exclamation.

Zhang Jingyu raised his head and looked at the professor's eyes. The old man's eyes had a funny smile, but they were steady.

Zhang Jingyu realized that he had just lost his voice in chatting with Gu Nianjia.

He quickly collected the smile on his face, nodded to Professor Wen, and then sent a message to Gu Nianjia, "baby, I'm going to have a meeting."

Gu Nianjia: "well, I'm going to bed."

After returning to Zhang Jingyu, Gu Nianjia turns over and lies flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

I can't help but filter the chat between her and Zhang Jingyu. She is bending her lips, and suddenly she has a feeling that can't be said.

All of a sudden Stuffy?

Why?

Gu Nianjia frowned and turned over, picked up her cell phone again, and opened the wechat chat interface with Zhang Jingyu.

She quickly turned up the chat.

The feeling of depression in my heart is getting more and more serious. Is it because we are all in love, so we are depressed?