Ling Xiaoxiao followed behind her depressedly. It was obviously her room... In the afternoon afterwards, Ling Xiaoxiao was not in the state, and she couldn't help but blush and recalled the moment just now. She seemed to have a closer contact with Jiang Zizhuo. Moreover, Jiang Zizhuo obviously had no disgust with her and was willing to sit next to her and read books with her. She secretly glanced at the other person, thinking about it in her heart.

Student Jiang Zizhuo was always calm, with a look of indifference on his face as always. However, if he could turn a few more pages of the book, it would not take half an hour. After an hour, he had not finished reading a page. Such an expression would be more convincing. However, Ling Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to her, was in a mess at this moment and did not show any signs of it. The two of them sat there thinking about their own thoughts.

The sun sets west outside the window, and occasionally a few whistles sounds came from the river. The light in the room gradually darkened, and the wind blowing in the half-open window became cooler and cooler. Ling Xiaoxiao didn't solve a few questions throughout the afternoon. The reference book in her hand almost never turned the page, and Jiang Zizhuo sat upright beside her. She always felt that she could smell the tea fragrance without any loss.

Both of them seemed to be out of shape, and the books in their hands were more like decorations. As the light in the room dimmed, Ling Xiaoxiao put down the pen in her hand and sat stiffly all afternoon. She felt very tired, so she got up and turned on the lights at the entrance.

It’s no big deal, isn’t it just that each other takes advantage of each other? This is nothing in later generations. People who don’t know can make an appointment to have an action movie after chatting online for a few words. This is really nothing.

After Ling Xiaoxiao finished building herself in this way, she had the courage to look at Jiang Zizhuo Junmei again: "Student Jiang, it's getting late. Should we go to the fifth floor to see Yue? I don't know how he is now after an afternoon."

Jiang Zizhuo put down the book in his hand and turned around. The sunlight behind him and the wall lights on the wall were intertwined into a halo covering his body, warm and gentle. At this moment, the coldness and alienation in daily life seemed to run away from home, leaving only the warm warmth around him.

"Pingjun should be fine. If it becomes serious, Sister Xin will call me." Jiang Zizhuo put down the book in his hand and turned around, looking at Ling Xiaoxiao, as if he was still a little embarrassed in his eyes. His eyes only fell on Ling Xiaoxiao and moved away for a moment: "It should not be possible to attend the bonfire party in the evening. I will not attend even if I want to accompany him. You will have a little happier time."

Why do you say this now? Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him in confusion, staring at him, and was standard fake public service for personal gain. The lines of this person were softer, like the sunlight of April, and it felt a little warm. Jiang Zizhuo put away the books on the table and stood up and blew his eyes and said, "I'll go up first, you can wait for Brother Zhen here, I'll change her."

Jiang Zizhuo walked straight past Ling Xiaoxiao, then opened and closed the door. The footsteps in the corridor gradually became lighter and then disappeared. Ling Xiaoxiao leaned against the wall and couldn't react. What kind of reaction does the male god have? Could it be that the reflex arc was too long and it was only after the afternoon passed before he realized that he was cheaper? But, haven't he explained it? Should he be so stingy!

Not long after Jiang Zizhuo left, a knock on the door sounded. Ling Xiaoxiao opened the door and saw Brother Zhen’s haggard now at the door: “What’s wrong with you?”

Brother Zhen walked in disappointment: "What else can you do? You're so tired. Yue Pingjun's face was obviously much better after a sleep. He looked nothing happened. He insisted that he had a headache and stomachache. He wanted to drink water and eat fruits at the same time, which made me very troubled."

Ling Xiaoxiao closed the door and laughed. Yue Pingjun must have had a cold cured after sleeping for a while. But he felt that it was rare to use Brother Zhen, so he was so childish. But she didn't dare to say this, so she could only comfort Brother Zhen and said, "It seems that he is fine. I guess he will be able to play with you everywhere tomorrow."

"Hmph, you don't have to wait until tomorrow. He was still in the room just now calling for a bonfire party tonight. I wonder if classmate Jiang can tell him not to mess around." Brother Zhen fell on his bed. He was really tired this afternoon.

Still want to attend a bonfire party? Ling Xiaoxiao was silent. This kind of tossing force is really similar to Brother Zhen!

The squad leader Liu Haitao informed the dinner time and the time and location of the campfire party one by one. Because there was an event in the evening, the original beach barbecue was cancelled and turned into a buffet, allowing everyone to arrange their meal time by themselves. Brother Zhen, who was not full at noon, was very regretful to hear that Brother Zhen was a big walker, and all the food was related to her. Cutting her food was like cutting off her hands and feet, which made her who was already depressed, and she would be even more confused and kept lying in the bed.

The bonfire party is at half past six, and it is located in a large open space not far from the villa. On weekdays, some companies or units will choose where to organize group activities when they come here to organize collective activities. The place is open and there are some special facilities specially built on the island, such as stages, lighting, audio, folding chairs, etc.

At five o'clock, the restaurant's buffet began to serve. Many students were rushing to eat. Brother Zhen was so hungry that he was about to touch his back and was ready to go down early to finish his meal, but Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed him.

"Brother Zhen, there will definitely be many people going to eat now. We will probably not have a seat if we go down now. Besides, there are many people going to eat, and many dishes will be taken. It will not be good to eat at that time. It is better to wait for a while and there will be a little less people before going down. The restaurant will replenish dishes at that time, so we don't have to queue up."

Brother Zhen felt that what she said made sense, so he retracted back to the bed: "But I'm so hungry now. It's all my fault for the annoying Yue Pingjun. Why is his health so poor? No, when he goes back, he must let him practice boxing well and make his body stronger."

Ling Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and laughed silently. After a while, she turned around and said, "Well, you must train him well. As a big boy, such physical fitness is indeed not good. You must train him well."

Yue Pingjun sneezed and wiped his nose while muttering to Jiang Zizhuo: "It must be Brother Zhen and Xiaoxiao who are talking bad about me. Let me tell you, Zizhuo, I asked Brother Zhen to pour me three cups of water, peel two more apples in the afternoon, and asked her to massage and rub my temples, hehe."

Yue Pingjun was very proud of his words, and he never thought about whether he would have a very tragic life in the future. Jiang Zizhuo looked up at him: "Will you get much better now?"
Chapter completed!