Chapter 179 A Black History
"Well, if you are uncomfortable, go back early to rest and don't run around."
Although Leng Shen's voice was still cold and warm, Ye Tong was surprised and filled with warmth when he could say such words of advice.
"good."
She will definitely abide by his advice and go back and rest well.
Ye Tong, who returned to the room, was lying on the bed and nourishing her brain infinitely.
Why did Leng Shen turn 180 degrees?
Could she be his long-lost sister?
However, she had never heard her parents say that she had a lost brother.
Moreover, she was sure that she was born to her parents because she looked exactly like her father, and was printed on the same mold.
If family affection is ruled out, only friendship and love are left.
Friendship?
First, she is not a top student, and there is nothing to be desired; second, she is not a man.
Isn’t there a saying? There is no friendship between men and women, only love.
Or a feeling that is slightly more sublimated than friendship but not as good as love is called ambiguity.
If Leng Shen wants to develop an ambiguous relationship with her or sublimate to love, she can accept it unconditionally...
Ye Tong, who was lying on the bed, completely ignored the discomfort on her lower abdomen and fell asleep and dreamed without realizing it.
As soon as Leng Shen's front foot reached the third floor, many girls returned to their dormitory at the entrance of the stairs. He would be blocked in the stairs one step later.
Leng Qianxun, who returned to Room 307, lying on the bed with a comfortable look on her face. Although it was not honored to steal someone else's aunt's scarf, she might just do this embarrassing thing in her life.
If you are embarrassed, no one knows.
What's important is that the things she was worried about were resolved.
As she expected, an extremely noisy sound came from the sixth floor.
"Oh, a thief has entered our dormitory, and my aunt's scarf has been used by someone."
"It's really a pervert, who's it? I don't even let my auntie go?"
"That's right, the two packs I just bought yesterday, but now there is only one pack left?"
"Ah? Yours were also stolen. I just unpacked it today and only used one, and now there are only two left."
"It's really a hell. How can this person be like this? Is he so poor that he can't even afford to buy an aunt's scarf?"
"I'm so angry that she took away my only bag. Who can lend me one first?"
"Strange, I don't even hold my phone there, but I just steal my aunt's towel?"
"Well, the two hundred yuan of cash under my pillow is still there."
At this time, in the corridor on the sixth floor, everyone was discussing the thief who was not interested in money but was interested in aunt's scarf.
In the end, they unanimously believed that the person who stole their aunt's scarf must be one of the students who came in from another school today, and they were also a perverted man.
For example, those who have that quirk, like to collect underwear, socks, and women.
Otherwise, why should girls who can afford to go to such colleges and universities steal sanitary napkins?
And there is more than one pack, and the amount collected on this floor is enough for her to use for a year.
Furthermore, this incident has never happened before, but it only happened during the opening day of Emperor No. 1 Middle School today.
There is no clever thing in the world, and the so-called clever thing is specially arranged in advance.
So, all kinds of signs indicate that the thief must be a classmate from another school.
A case was successfully closed with the help of the students' imagination.
When Leng Qianxun heard this from Xiaoxiao's mouth a few days later, he almost burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!