I immediately opened the door and got out of the car. "Minuo, you...you two..." pointed at Ling Feiyang behind her.
"Don't pay attention to him, treat him as air." Mino glanced at him, cast a blank eye to her, took what was in my hand and took my hand and walked away.
Why am I willing to ask her to help me pick things up? It's pretty good that she can come and pick me up, so how am I ashamed to ask her to help me pick things up.
Passing by Ling Feiyang's side, he said leisurely: "Hi, little beauty, I haven't seen you for two days and I am more beautiful." There is no way, I can only give him a big smile: "Hehe..."
Who knows what this man wants to do
Why would he come with Mino
And why did Mino run away when he saw him before
A series of questions flooded my mind, but I just didn't understand what was going on.
"Flying, okay, I have something to look for you." Gong Mohan said coldly. Anyway, now Mino is here, I don't want to care about him anymore, as long as he doesn't stay with him, he can do whatever he wants. Whatever him.
"What's the matter? So serious?" Ling Feiyang walked over seriously.
"Get in the car!" Gong Mohan said coldly.
Mino and I just left and walked for a while, until I couldn't hear what they were talking about, I asked: "Minuo, why are you with that Ling Feiyang?"
"Hey... Don't mention it. If you met on the road, he has to follow up, but I want to ask you, why are you with Gong Mohan and get out of his car? You won't be with him. he already… "
"Where do you want to go?" I interrupted Mino directly. "If I don't agree to ride in his car, I know he must pull me into the car forcibly, and so many neighbors have watched it a lot. that's not good?"
"Oh... it's okay, let's go quickly, otherwise there will be no more food in the cafeteria for a while."
"okay!"
We chatted every word, and when we arrived at the school, we left our things in the dormitory and walked towards the cafeteria.
Who knows that the phone rang just outside the canteen door, and I looked at the phone number flashing on the phone screen, and I didn't know whether to answer or not.
"What's the matter? Who is calling?" Mino asked when I stood still.
"Gong Mohan." My tone revealed helplessly.
"What does he want? Didn't we just meet?"
"I don't know what he wants?" When I think of what Gong Mohan said, I feel a little afraid. A boy like him might do everything.
Just as I was hesitant to answer the call, the ringtone quietly stopped.
I thought, since it stopped, then I would treat it as if I didn’t know it, and took Mino’s hand: "Let’s go, ignore him."
Who knows, the phone rang again just after two steps.
"It's him again?" Mino asked.
"Yeah." I nodded and answered.
"Take it, see what's up with him?" Mino would take the initiative to ask me to answer his call for the first time, which made me feel very strange, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Oh..." Even so, I picked it up, with a rather bad tone: "What's the matter?"
"Bring your good sister out for dinner. If you dare not come, you will be at your own risk." He hung up without waiting for me to finish.
As soon as I heard the words'self-inflicted', I was really scared. What can't someone like him do