Tang Rou had a cold face and raised her hand angrily, pointing at a half-open window on the fourth floor. Www,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,CoM Han Xiaohan nodded and grabbed Tang Rou's waist without warning. Before the latter could scream, Han Xiaohan had already hugged her and flew into the air. He touched the ground with his toes and jumped more than three meters high. Then he stretched out his hands to hold the windowsill on the second floor. With the energy in his body lifted up, he gently tapped the wall with his feet. As light as a swallow, he flew up to the third floor. Without stopping for a moment, his five fingers were like hooks, clasping the gap in the wall. He secretly took another breath and turned over to the half-open windowsill on the fourth floor. He listened carefully and heard the even breathing inside. He knew that Tang Rou's roommates were sleeping soundly. He gently put her into the room, turned his head away, and said softly, "I'm leaving."
Tang Rou seemed to be in a dream. When he held her in his arms just now, she felt like she was flying, although she was indeed flying.
My blank mind didn't hear what he said at all, and I just nodded reflexively.
Han Xiaohan did not delay any longer and jumped out. His agile body flipped in the air and landed lightly on the ground. Seeing that there was no one around, he let go of his body and performed the Tianji Step. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the dark night. After an unknown amount of time, Tang Rou woke up slowly, looked in the direction where he disappeared, and murmured, "You are such a big fool!"
She sighed and looked around. She suddenly woke up and said in a lost voice: "Oh no! Han Xiaohan, you idiot, I was just pointing randomly..."
Hearing voices in the house, the girl closest to the window woke up from her sleep. She saw a strange woman in white standing in front of the window. She was so scared that her soul flew out of her body. She opened her mouth wide and screamed hoarsely, "There is a ghost—" The sound was sharp and echoed throughout the building, especially in the house. The other girls were all awakened by the shock. When they saw Tang Rou standing in front of the window with her back to the light, they were stunned for a moment, and then began to sing in unison. Later, the door was knocked open, and then Tang Rou's nightmare began.
(When Han Xiaohan reached the door of the bar, he was about to push it open when he sneezed twice. He scratched his head for no apparent reason and muttered, "One muttering and two cursings. Is someone cursing at me?")
As soon as Han Xiaohan entered the bar, he was pulled by the sharp-eyed Deng Ting, who took out a bag from behind the bar and handed it to him.
"What is this?" Han Xiaohan looked at the exquisite and bulging bag, full of doubts.
"It's clothes." Deng Ting blushed and said gratefully, "Last time, didn't I owe you a piece of clothing?"
"Oh!" Han Xiaohan suddenly realized and felt warm in his heart. He stopped being polite and took the bag and opened it. Inside was a set of black clothes made of high-end fabric.
"This is a student uniform. I think it should be suitable for you." Deng Ting pushed him and said with a smile, "Go upstairs and change it. Let your sister see if it fits you."
Han Xiaohan was not picky about what kind of clothes to wear. To him, they were just things to cover up his shame. He was forcibly pushed upstairs by Deng Ting. Although he looked helpless, he felt warm in his heart. After returning to his room, he opened his pocket and took out the clothes inside. He touched them in his hands. The texture was soft and smooth, and it was indescribably comfortable. He secretly praised them and put them on carefully. When he came out of the room, Deng Ting, Zhou Xiong, Xu Guoliang and others were standing at the door. Seeing Han Xiaohan who had changed his clothes, everyone was dumbfounded.