"I'm also a student of a university, and the Elvis concert will not delay class on Sunday," Ning'an said to Zhang with a smile

He smiled and was very polite.

Zhang Jingyu still cold face, the slightest merciless refused, "can not."

Three words, hegemonic possessiveness.

Then he reached for his wrist and led her to the unit. "Go home."

The instinct of thinking about Jia is to get rid of Zhang Jingyu's hand, but when she thinks about Ning'an, she holds back.

Turning his head, he said to Ning'an apologetically, "Ning'an is sorry, but I really want to go."

Now that all the villains have done it for this guy, she'll bitch for a while, ha ha ha.

Ning An shrugs helplessly, "I'm really sorry."

Eyes flashed a touch of imperceptible unwilling.

Gu Nianjia waved to Ning'an, and the unit door closed. She immediately shook off Zhang Jingyu's hand.

His wrist was caught red, she shook her hand, and then smiled awkwardly to thank Zhang Jingyu, "teacher, thank you just now."

Zhang Jing meets to pick eyebrow, "thank me what?"

He asked, reaching for the elevator.

"You should see that I don't want to go to the concert with Ning An," said Gu Nianjia

Zhang Jingyu asked, "don't you always want to see your goddess's concert?"

"I don't want to go with that guy either," said Gu Nianjia. "It's a big turnip with a flower heart. See one who loves one."

She pursed her lips and looked out of the door again. She was disgusted.

Zhang Jingyu summed up the meaning of her saying, "so you mean he loves you?"

"No way?" "I'm not that bad, there are many people who love me," said Gu Nianjia, looking up at her chin and covering up her embarrassment with insolence

"I know."

Zhang Jingyu nodded and smiled at the corner of his mouth, indicating something.

Gu Nianjia remembers his "because I like you" sentence last night, and her face suddenly turns red to her neck.

She was so upset that she stopped talking and bowed her head.

When the elevator arrived, she rushed out of the elevator in front of Zhang Jingyu and opened the door.

"I went back to my room to wash and sleep."

After entering the room, Gu Nianjia said hello to Zhang Jingyu with her back, walked into the room quickly, closed the door and didn't plan to go out again.

She leaned against the door, her heart beating wildly.

What can I do? She can't let him live in her house any more. I have to find a house for him.

Take a look on the Internet later.

……

After taking a bath, Gu Nianjia leans against the bed, holds her mobile phone and downloads several real estate apps to see if there is a good house nearby for rent.

I saw a lot of them and thought they were good. She left a phone number for the screenshot and planned to call one by one tomorrow.

"Ding"

the wechat message pops up at the top of the screen. It was sent by Zhang Jingyu, "reading?"

She accidentally points to her finger, and the interface jumps to wechat. She simply returns a message to Zhang Jing, "don't send me a message, I'm reading a book."

She quickly took a book at the head of the bed and put it on her lap.

Zhang Jingyu: "play games at nine o'clock and sleep for half an hour."

"Don't play, play by yourself," said Gu Nianjia

After sending, she put down her mobile phone and began to read.

After a while, the mobile phone rings again. The wechat prompt sounds. Gu Nianjia guesses that it's Zhang Jingyu. He glances at it and doesn't want to notice it.

But curiosity didn't allow her to be proud and cold. After less than two minutes, she picked up her mobile phone.