Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 89 "Follow me or not"

Su Yan took a deep breath.

She didn't speak, Jiang Ye continued to be rude: "I sent him back, and you don't praise me?"

"If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have sent it."

This tone is like asking for praise.

Su Yan: "..."

She was entangled helplessly: "Yes."

Jiang Ye: "Huh, what? What about rewards? Otherwise, my injury would be in vain. Now not only my mouth hurts, my hands hurt, my back hurts, my waist hurts, my head hurts, my whole body hurts, I feel so hurt."

this man!

Su Yan was shocked by his shamelessness, and felt a little guilty.

The voice was a little hoarse: "What reward do you want..."

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, and lifted Su Yan's heart.

He said slowly, one word at a time, with casual frivolity, "Just reward me, how about it, eh? Girlfriend?"

The sound of um, the tail tone, rising slightly, entangles people's hearts.

Su Yan's face was flushed, her face was hot, her ears were hot, and she felt her whole body was burning.

She stammered: "You, don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Ye was not happy, "Why did I talk nonsense, this reward is not too much, just say a word, how simple it is."

Listen, he imitated her again.

Jiang Ye felt that before.

What is it?

Tired of listening.

Now I feel like, nope.

It's really beautiful.

As soon as Su Yan said that he was in a good mood, he felt happy and sweet.

Mother Su woke up and went to the bathroom, and when she passed Su Yan's room, she heard Nong Nong's voice.

I looked at the clock in the living room, it was almost morning.

He went up to the door and listened to a few words, but couldn't hear clearly, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Yanyan, who are you talking to? Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

Su Yan in the room was startled, subconsciously stuffed the phone under the quilt, straightened her messy hair, cleared her throat, and replied nervously: "Mom, it's my classmate, I'm talking to her."

"Male and female students? Don't talk too late, go to bed early."

"It's a girl." Su Yan said, her voice trembling a little, "I know mom, and I'll sleep after I finish talking."

After a while, Mother Su left.

Su Yan stroked her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Lying, guilty conscience.

Jiang Ye gave two hellos but didn't answer. He heard the rubbing sound coming from the phone, and could vaguely hear Su Yan talking.

Probably with her parents.

He didn't speak again.

After waiting for a while, a faint female voice came from the phone: "Hey, are you still listening?"

Jiang Ye lay on his back on the bed, lazily replied: "Yes."

Su Yan licked her lower lip, and explained: "It was my mother who knocked on the door just now, it's too late, let's not chat."

After speaking, she wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait..." Jiang Ye said.

Did not stop.

Su Yan had already hung up the phone.

Su Yan buried her head in the bed, gasping for breath.

"Ding dong!"

With the slight vibration of the message, Su Yan raised her hand to touch the phone, turned it over and clicked on it.

The picture frame of the smiling Shiba Inu sent a sentence:

[Su Yan, does it look like we are stealing love like this? 】

Her mind exploded suddenly, Su Yan covered her hot face, scolding Jiang Ye in her heart.

The phone vibrated again.

【Seriously, do you want to think about it. 】

Su Yan picked up the phone and replied: [What are you thinking? 】

【Will you follow me or not. 】

Send this sentence out.

To be honest, Jiang Ye was a little nervous.

For a long time, the phone did not respond.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Ye felt drowsy, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The phone rang suddenly.

On screen, notification of unread messages.

After a moment of sobriety, Jiang Ye raised his mobile phone to watch.

In the chat window of the message bar, Su Yan replied with this sentence: [I will study hard with you. 】

Jiang Ye sneered.

What a good student.

Why do you want to study?
Put down your phone.

The corner of Jiangye's mouth raised an upward arc.

He had a sweet dream that night.

(End of this chapter)