Why are you so breathless? You can't have sneaked out to answer my phone call, right?" Tang Paofu asked back on the phone, joking in her tone.

Leng Bai was slightly stunned, her delicate and narrow eyes half-hung, and she turned her back against the wall with delicate wallpaper.

The downlights on the ceiling of the corridor fell, and a faint shadow was covered with a young man's eyelid. The bright thin lips and lips were slightly pursed, looking like a harmless and well-behaved brother.

"Hey?" Tang Shui'er shouted in confusion when she didn't hear Leng Bai's habitual conversation with her.

"Listen." Leng Bai's throat moved slightly, and a faint light flashed through the pure black eyes in his mouth. After clearing his throat, he restored his sexy temperament.

"You really got it. Today, after the holiday of the senior high school entrance examination, the classmates in the class came to Jim Carrey for dinner together.

Now that the queen is singing, she calls me, and I don’t have to run out and answer it quickly.”

Tang Shui'er said "Oh",

"I said why do you seem to hear the sound of music playing? I thought you were listening to music."

"No." Leng Bai turned around and walked towards the hall in front of the corridor, asking her, "Can you still hear it now?"

"I can't hear it."

"Um."

In the private room, Leng Bai's song "Boy", which had not finished singing, happened to be the climax of the chorus, and the room of senior high school teenagers started the chorus mode.

...

Leng Bai had already walked to the hall and sat down on the sofa in front of the transparent glass window for guests to sit and rest. He looked up at the European-style wall clock hanging on the high-end marble wall on the side of the hall.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and it was noon in the United States.

"You can't just end the get out of class, right?" Leng Bai nodded. Tang Paufu's academic figure was established in his heart as a child and deeply rooted.

Tang Shui'er subconsciously waved her head.

"I went to the cafeteria to finish lunch and went back to the family dormitory, and there was no class in the afternoon."

“What are you eating?”

"What else can I do? A typical American lunch, the staple food is a variety of bread and a variety of potatoes, and then it is served with fried steak of different flavors." Tang Shui'er began to complain to Leng Xiaobai.

“I weighed this morning and found that I had lost weight and lost eight pounds.

I really miss my motherland's hot pot, spicy fish, fragrant pot skewers, Dongpo elbow made by my father, braised lion head made by my mother, and big dumplings made by my grandma cold. I just want to eat them too much!"

Tang Shui'er was already swallowing as she said that.

The "gulp" sound came through the phone and fell into the cold white ears. It could be heard clearly, and the thin lips slightly pursed rose up again.

"By the way, I also want to eat the snail noodle shop we often go to on the back street of our school!

Leng Xiaobai! Why didn’t you remind me to go to the small shop to sauté a bowl of noodles before going abroad!”

"You forgot that a few days before you went abroad, weren't we in the cold war?" Leng Xiaobai replied hummingly.

"Is there any conflict between us and you remind me to eat snail noodles?" Tang Shui'er was unrighteous and strong.

"???" Leng Bai was confused again, "Do you know what Cold War is? Cold War means not sending text messages or making phone calls, and not contacting."

"Then you can send me an email."

"..." Leng Bai's mouth twitched hard, his handsome face turned black, and he moved his throat for a long time before he could get better.

"Okay, you are all right anyway, and I am the ones who are wrong.
Chapter completed!