At 10:45 pm, Zhen Lang returned to the apartment.

When he walked to the elevator entrance, he was stunned and his body trembled for a moment.

Shuimi squatted there, holding her calves with her hands, burying her head in her knees. Under the dim light, a fragile and helpless shadow was reflected, like a little girl who had lost her key and could not go home, hiding in the corner of the corridor.

Seeing Zhen Lang, Shuimi'er stood up in a flash. She had just taken two steps and showed a painful expression.

Her legs seemed to be numb, and she seemed to have been squatting for too long and she was dizzy when she stood up, and her delicate and slender body was shaking.

Zhen Lang rushed over and supported her, saying the gentlest voice he had since he was born: "Let's go home."

Shuimi'er didn't cooperate. She stubbornly shook Zhen Lang's support, stared at him with big eyes, and made the most fierce voice since she was born: "You are willing to go home now? Why don't you die outside!"

Zhen Lang finally understood the true meaning of the Lion Roar in Hedong and did not dare to speak.

Shuimi'er didn't give him a chance to speak, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit his neck hard.

After being stamped with the "mark of love" last time, Zhen Lang was stamped with a more distinctive mark for the second time in his life.

Zhen Lang grinned in pain. In the end, he did not resist or damage reduction buff, and took this set of tricks raw.

Shuimi'er made a big move and added another mouthful of blood to him: "You should receive a yellow card tonight. My sister is very kind, and this mark offsets a yellow card. Soul is light, don't think I'm so polite to you every time. Next time you dare to be so arrogant, I will definitely expel you from the court with a red card!"

Zhen Langru received an amnesty: "I remember, there will be no next time."

Shuimi'er reached out to rub the teeth marks on his neck, and her voice softened: "Does it hurt?"

Zhen Lang frowned: "Don't touch it, the more you touch it, the more you feel, the more painful it becomes."

Shuimi'er retracted her hand and said softly: "Go home, I'll give you some medicine."

Zhen Lang picked her up directly, walked to the elevator entrance, and said arrogantly: "Girl, help me press the elevator."

Shuimi'er once again disagrees with her: "I won't, you can take the stairs and carry me up."

Zhen Lang was under great pressure: "Sister, that's the seventh floor!"

Shuimi'er: "When you ran down, why didn't you think it was the seventh floor?"

Zhen Lang surrendered, kept the princess hugging, and walked into the stairs with a tragic expression.

Facts have proved that it is still effective to insist on morning jogging for a long time.

After jogging all the way to the seventh floor, Zhen Lang felt not as tired as he thought.

Compared to the last time I went down the mountain with the scorching sun from Xiaonan Mountain, this time it was quite easy.

Zhen Lang felt inspirational and strengthened his determination to keep exercising.

"So fast?"

When I arrived at the door of 709, Shuimi'er was surprised.

She found that this guy was not only sprinting in the morning, but even hugged her upstairs to sprint.

The whole journey took less than two minutes, and it was almost the rhythm of bloodthirsty breasts.

After entering the room, Shuimi'er immediately closed the door and leaned against the security door, as if she was afraid that Zhen Lang would run out again, and said fiercely: "You have no conscience, please answer me first, do you dare to sneak out in the future?"

Zhen Lang felt very aggrieved: "Is that a sneak run? I told me to slow down alone."

Shuimi'er: "Anyway, I didn't agree, you were just sneaking away."

Zhen Lang: "Okay, I will get your consent next time."

Shuimi'er was angry: "Next time?"

Zhen Lang said weakly: "I don't even have the human right to go out for some breath?"

Shuimi'er did not answer this question and exploded strongly: "So a big smell of smoke, are you smoking?"

Zhen Lang smiled embarrassedly: "I've tried two, only two."

Shuimi'er spread her hands: "Don't you hand it over?"

Zhen Lang instantly lost his human rights and handed over the cigarette box and lighter to the leader at home.

Shuimi'er walked in with a cigarette and a lighter and sat on the sofa, and raised her legs of the domineering female president.

Zhen Lang followed him and said with lingering fear: "Why are you squatting at the elevator entrance? How dangerous is it for a girl's house?"

"Who said I am alone?" Shuimi'er took her cell phone, sent a text message, and then said calmly: "Yingying was with me. She just went out to buy midnight snacks. You were back in a few minutes."

Zhen Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, call her so that she won't be able to find someone when she comes back."

"No need to say, I just sent her a WeChat message." Shuimi'er said, taking out a cigarette and handing it over with a lighter, looking very open-minded: "If you want to smoke, just smoke, I won't stop you."

Zhen Lang was very frightened: "Is this a test?"

Shumier was unhappy: "I don't like to test people so much. When I test you in the future, my sister will give you a reminder. Don't be so unreasonable as I think. I can accept it if I draw one occasionally. If you want to draw it every day, I'll strangle you to death."

Zhen Lang no longer says too much and will make mistakes. He lit a cigarette and sucked the clouds and blew the mist.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has smoked in a warm little nest.

After Shumi'er finished smoking, she slapped the remaining smoke in front of her with her little hand and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhen Lang: "I figured it out."

Shuimi'er: "Tell me."

Zhen Lang: "What else can I say after I figured it out?"

Shuimi'er was stunned and seemed very disappointed: "You have nothing to say to me?"

Zhen Lang moved his butt, sat over and hugged Shuimi'er in his arms, and said seriously: "At the beginning, I couldn't accept this setting. I thought it would be better to have a short pain than a long pain, so I simply moved back to the dormitory to live..."

Shuimi struggled for a moment and looked into his eyes: "Are you back to pack your luggage now?"

Zhen Lang: "No."

Shuimi'er: "Why do you have to come back then?"

Zhen Lang said weakly: "I miss you."

"Shameless." Shuimi'er cursed, and her stern face calmed down a little: "Sister really regrets teaching you so many tricks. Don't think that I won't be angry if I coax me against my conscience."

Zhen Lang: "I didn't distort my conscience this time."

Shumier: "I want to listen to your inner monologue. Just pretend that I don't exist and tell the truth to the air."

Zhen Lang thought about it and began to monologue: "That's what I think. Anyway, the day you graduate will come sooner or later, and none of us can stop the passage of time. If I separate you for a minute, it would be a waste of a minute. Since it's all like this, why do I have to run back to the dormitory so much? It's better to spend more time with you."

Shui Mier: "Really?"

Zhen Lang: "Really."

Shuimi'er: "Why do I feel like I'm living in Korean dramas again? You seem to be accompanying me to the end of your life?"

Zhen Lang said in a very introverted manner: "That's not the case. I mainly want to take the opportunity to get more cheaper. From now on, in addition to compulsory courses, I will stay by your side every minute and every second, always preparing to harass you and eat your tofu."

Shuimi'er trembled for a moment, and she flickered in her eyes. She hugged him in reverse. The little pink fist kept hitting his back, and her voice choked: "Hate, why are you so naughty and obscene? I'm still very moved and want to cry..."

Zhen Lang was so awesome that he flew up: "You should cry, girl, be aware of it, be ready to welcome your miserable fate! I will take the exam next week. As long as I perform normally, I should not take the make-up exam or re-examination. After the exam, the uncle teases you every day, molesting you, and harassing you for twenty-four hours."
Chapter completed!