After returning to the hotel nervously and confirming that there is no "yan fan" following him, Su Chen moved through the formalities at the front desk, received the room card, and went upstairs.

　　 After going through such a thing, now returning to the hotel, it made him completely sleepy.

　　 It’s like being in school. In class, listening to the teacher reciting the scriptures, you are so sleepy that you regretted the immortal cultivation yesterday. Eyelids were fighting and vowed to take a nap between classes.

　　 Then, when it's time for classes, yes, when the bell rings, you will not be sleepy in an instant. Looking at the classroom without a teacher, you are so confident and arrogant that you don't even remember who you are.

　　 Sleep, sleep a fart!

　　 Su Chen at this time was not inspired by this wonderful law.

　　 Anyway, as soon as I touched the bed, I suddenly wanted to take out my phone and use it for a while.

　　 Take out your phone, the more you swipe, the less sleepy you will be.

　　 is strange.

　　Mingming is now almost one o'clock in the morning.

　　 I saw a few private messages on station b. Don’t look at it, it’s midnight, but there are still countless users who have private messages to Su Chen, sending him a group number.

　　 After a few tentative searches, he saw what kind of group it was.

What are the "Mao Bao's mother fans", "Mao Xuewang teacher trading group", "Wash drop wax reminder group", "Mao Bao women's clothing support group", and even the "Mao Xuewang no face powder gathering place" just now among them.

　　 is pretty ridiculous about nm.

　　 This group name is not a serious group at first glance, and he is not a fool. It is a strange thing to add.

　　 After flipping through unreliable private messages, Su Chen was about to put down his mobile phone to sleep. Suddenly, a message reminder sounded on QQ.

　　 He glanced at him for the first time, and if he was not an important person, he would just ignore it.

　　 "Teacher Mao Xuewang, are you asleep?"

　　 However, he was stunned when he saw it.

　　 The news was actually sent by Feng Yu.

　　What are you looking for at night?

　　 Su Chen is a little strange.

Normally, his conversations with Feng Yu are limited to the topic of good morning and good evening, and some work drawings-this girl is still very shy in front of him, although she usually commits second grade, but most of the time Here, I would never ask myself to speak actively.

　　 This suddenly asked himself to speak, he didn't believe it if he wanted to say nothing important.

　　 "I haven't slept yet, what's wrong?"

　　 tapped the phone screen and replied.

　　 If it was Feng Yu, he would still not hang the other person.

　　 and on the other side.

　　 In the apartment, Feng Yu, who was lying on the bed, was shocked when he saw that Su Chen had actually responded to the news, like a frightened little rabbit.

　　 "Yinsha! Teacher Mao Xuewang really replied! He hasn't slept yet!"

　　 exclaimed and greeted Otosha also come, Feng Yu was a little at a loss.

　　 "How should I tell him." Feng Yu.

　　 Otosha wrapped in a bath towel came over after hearing the words.

　　Yes, she just finished taking a shower, and the two evils that are too plump on her chest are about to come out. Obviously, the small bath towel is not enough for the size of the sound yarn.

　　 However, Feng Yu did not pay attention to these at this time.

　　 She now desperately hopes to be forgiven by Su Chen.

　　 "Is it better for me to admit my mistake now?"

　　 Feng Yu asked Yinsha.

　　 The latter waved his hand without even thinking about it and said, "No!"

　　 "If you are frank now, the consequences will definitely be unimaginable." Yinsha analyzed, "Well, let's ask when Mr. Mao Xuewang will come back first."

　　 "Oh oh." Feng Yu nodded obediently, and started typing honestly.

　　 "Ms. Mao Xuewang, when are you coming back?"

　　 "Maybe I can go back tomorrow, the affairs here are basically finished." Su Chen replied.

　　 Looking at Su Chen who returned to the news in seconds, Feng Yu fell into confusion again.

　　 "Then what should I do?"

　　 "Make an appointment with Mr. Mao Xuewang for a restaurant, just as the wind and dust will be washed away, when the time comes, take a step and take a step—"

　　 "What does this have to do with confessing mistakes?"

　　 "You are stupid, there is nothing that can't be solved by a meal. Ask Mr. Mao Xuewang to have a meal. Maybe the other party is in a good mood, so you can ignore it."

　　 "Ang, it makes sense."

　　 The two women conspired in front of the phone, and finally reached an agreement.

　　 Then, Su Chen on the other side of the screen also received the message.

　　 "Teacher Mao Xuewang, do you have anything you want to eat?"

　　 Su Chen was taken aback: "Huh? Why do you ask this?"

　　 Fengyu: "I and Yinsha are going to pick up the dust for you tomorrow. Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll book a restaurant (serious face

　　 Su Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 These two girls are quite cute.

　　I went to the magic city for one day, and it was so grand when I came back, it really made him flattered.

　　 So he also typed: "You don't need to pick up the dust and other things, I just go to Bilibili, and besides, you and Yinsha have already paid big rewards in the live broadcast room..."

　　 "Yes, yes, yes! That reward is from me and Yinsha!" Feng Yu looked excited, "So, Mr. Mao Xuewang, please calm down."

　　 "???"

　　 Su Chen's head short-circuited: "What is going to cool down?"

　　 "No...nothing, anyway, tomorrow we will be waiting for you at the Yipinlao Hot Pot restaurant opposite the store."

　　 "So I said no more..."

　　 "That's it, Mr. Mao Xuewang, we will call tomorrow for the specific time."

　　 "……"

　　 Su Chen looked at Feng Yu, whose head went black, and was speechless.

　　 What does this mean?

　　 Why do these two people invite themselves to dinner if they don’t agree?

　　 The past night is puzzling.

　　 The next day, he arrived at Pudong Airport on time to prepare for his return trip. Due to the delay of the plane, he was slightly delayed.

　　 But these are harmless.

　　 Before getting on the plane, he received another call from Feng Yu.

　　 The other party told him that they had booked a private room at Yipinlao, and when they got off the plane, they would pick him up at the airport.

　　 "This...I really don't have to."

　　 The abnormal behavior of the two women made him think that today is the sun hitting the west.

　　 "Oh, please don't be polite, Teacher Mao Xuewang~lightnovelpub.net~ You know, we are already on our way to the airport."

　　 Feng Yu was super enthusiastic on the phone.

　　 In the end, Su Chen couldn't beat the opponent, so he had to leave the opponent like this.

　　 soon, half an hour later.

　　 After entering the very spacious and comfortable first-class cabin, Mo Chi waited for a long time before the plane took off.

After 　　 more than two hours, I arrived at my destination.

　　 Looking out through the small window, the clouds are like clusters of marshmallows, embellishing the blue sky with thick white.

　　 Then.

　　 The plane landed on the airport.

　　 It was already more than twelve o'clock noon, and it was probably after one o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at the hotel. Even though Su Chen got up early, he still rushed for the evening episode.

　　 Blame the **** plane for being late and delaying time.

　　 I will have money in the future, so I must hire an airline company and send all the fish-fishing staff who are not serious in it to do radio gymnastics under the sun of more than 30 degrees in Futian.

　　 Su Chen is full of ambitions.

　　 After getting off the plane with his bag, he received a text message from Feng Yu, saying that they were already waiting for him at the exit of the airport.

　　……

　　

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