Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

  It was her, how could she call?

  Leng Xuan touched his nose with his left hand and said indifferently, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xiaoqing's group is sitting on the sofa in a make-up shop. It's really uncomfortable to hear that the voice on the other end of the phone is so indifferent. What's the matter? I'm a beauty anyway. It's a good idea to take the initiative to call you. I got up with you, but you still have such an attitude. If you change it to another man, you won't be happy? At the moment, he snorted secretly. After all, he asked others for help, so it was not easy to get angry for the time being. He deliberately pretended to be squeamish and said, "What are you doing now?"

  Leng Xuan said: "Nothing."

   Zhao Xiaoqing said: "What is nothing?"

  Leng Xuan was amused, this little girl, what's the matter? There must be something weird, and he immediately said: "Speak directly, what's the matter with you?"

   Zhao Xiaoqing was caught by Leng Xuan's guess, and she couldn't help blushing. She smiled and said, "You're pretty smart, okay, then I'll tell you straight. Are you free tonight?"

  Leng Xuan was startled, this girl asked if she had time to do at night? Do you want to date yourself? But after thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be possible. After all, I have only met this chick once, and this chick seems to have a little bit of resentment for what happened in the hospital elevator yesterday, although I am a little curious, but Leng Xuan is not The kind of person who likes to ask more, thinks that Pang Shanshan wants to accompany her to dinner at night, so she said: "I don't have time at night!"

   Zhao Xiaoqing said: "Then when are you free?"

  Leng Xuan said depressedly: "If you have anything, just say it directly?"

   Zhao Xiaoqing said: "Hey, it's nothing, I heard from my brother that you take good care of him at school, so I want to invite you to dinner, thank you."

   "Is that so?" Why didn't Leng Xuan sound like that? So he said: "Forget about eating, I didn't take much care of him, they are all classmates, and occasionally helping out is no big deal. Well, if there is nothing else, then I will hang up first, I still have class."

"Wait!" Zhao Xiaoqing hurriedly stopped Leng Xuan from hanging up the phone, revealing her true colors, and said angrily: "Why are you like this, I kindly want to invite you to dinner, but you push things back, why don't you show face? Hmph, Believe it or not, I tell your secret?"

  Leng Xuan fainted for a moment, this girl is too bad, right? Although it was very uncomfortable, on the surface, he deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What secret do I have?"

   "It's the secret of massage therapy." In fact, Zhao Xiaoqing didn't know Leng Xuan's identity as a cultivator, but she just saw that Leng Xuan didn't want others to know this secret, so she took chicken feathers as an arrow.

Leng Xuan was actually not afraid of Zhao Xiaoqing telling the secret, because most people wouldn't believe it at all after hearing it, but he was just careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. If anyone guessed his true identity, it would be bad. Isn't it just a meal? What's the big deal, I said a little depressed at the moment: "Okay, then when I have time, I will call you, okay?"

   Zhao Xiaoqing said: "No, what if you always say that you don't have time? Hmph, you have to make an appointment with me."

  Leng Xuan really had this idea at first, but he didn't expect to be told by this girl in advance, but he had no choice but to see her to see what she wanted to do, so he said, "Okay, then tomorrow."