Chapter 402: No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend

He Zhiyang's eyes were shocked, and Cibai's face was flushed: "I miss you for so long, and I often send you messages, that's how you treat me?!"

He Yu glanced at him lightly: "I miss me very much."

Five messages from He Zhiyang.

Two of them are asking him for pocket money, one is telling him about ZZ, and the other two are ignoring.

He Zhiyang was timid: "Of course... I miss your money even more."

After a while of timidity, he said unreasonably but arrogantly: "The money is yours. I want your money to be rounded up means thinking of you. Why are you glaring at me?"

He Yu was upset: "Go back to sleep."

He Zhiyang snorted: "Sleep when you sleep, why are you doing so fiercely?"

Halfway through.

He Yu called him again: "Take out your phone."

He Zhiyang's back froze: "I didn't bring my phone here, I'm going to bed, good night."

After saying that, he ran back to the bedroom, closed the door, turned off the light, and hid his phone under the mattress.

Then he ran to the bed and lay down, listening quietly to the sound outside the door.

I listened with my ears on my back for five minutes, but there was no sound outside.

He Zhiyang then breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed off the bed, took out his cell phone from under the mattress.

The fingerprint is unlocked, and the lit screen illuminates He Zhiyang's smug smile on his face.

The familiar game sounded, making He Zhiyang forget his will and immersed in great joy.

While listening to the background sound of the game, click on the friend list to watch.

When he thought of continuing to swim with ZZ in the King's Canyon, He Zhiyang rubbed his hands excitedly, and did not pay attention or hear the bedroom door open.

I don’t know that He Yu is already standing in front of his bed.

ZZ is not online.

He Zhiyang cut out the game and sent a WeChat message to ZZ on WeChat.

He has always been in contact with ZZ and plays games together every weekend.

In order to facilitate contact, He Zhiyang entangled Zhong Wan for three weekends and added her WeChat as she wished.

But what he didn't know was that he added Zhong Wan's trumpet.

"Mourish Prince: I'm online, come on."

"The melancholy prince: I'm at my brother's house tonight, so I can only play a secretly."

"The melancholy prince: My brother has had menopause again. He is hungry and will not let me eat. He also wants to take my cell phone away."

"The melancholy prince: Fortunately, I am smart and he didn't find it."

"Mourish Prince: ZZ, why is the gap between people so big? I am so kind to my brother, and I want to save money to give him a cemetery on my brother's birthday."

"The melancholy prince: But what about my brother, he can't even give me pocket money."

He Zhiyang: "This, no, no, female, friend."

The last word is pronounced, and He Zhiyang's word is finished.

He pressed to send.

"The melancholy prince: I don't have a girlfriend like this."

He Zhiyang is very slow to type, and his chatterbox physique makes him accustomed to saying the typing out when he is typing.

He Yu's temples twitched.

A cold voice sounded above He Zhiyang's head: "Don't you bring a cell phone?"

He Zhiyang, who was not prepared for any reason, was so scared that he hugged his phone tightly and screamed.

"ah--!"

The bedroom lights were turned on by He Yu.

He Zhiyang then saw the person in front of him clearly. After coming back to his senses, he was so angry that he threw the pillow on He Yu.

"He Yu, you have something wrong with it. You don't know that the teenagers' physical and mental health have not yet grown up. Are you afraid of scaring me to death?"

He Yu's voice was faint: "Didn't you already have a good eye for the cemetery? You happened to buy it for yourself."
Chapter completed!