Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Jiang University basketball court.

A handsome three-point shot immediately drew excited screams from outside the court.

Jiang Muhang and his teammates clapped their hands and quickly retreated to their positions.

"Third brother is too good. I'm working on a team by myself. I haven't touched the ball yet."

Nie Yingyi, known as Jiang Da's rebounding king, had a sad look on his face.

This is not playing ball, this is clearly Jiang Muhang's personal show.

They didn't show any performance for a long time. Once the ball was in Jiang Muhang's hands, they were invincible.

The people on the opposite side had obviously been beaten helplessly, and the situation was particularly obvious.

Zhang Boling smiled presumptuously and said, "Never mind them, as long as we win."

The third brother played super strong, and they just came to lie down and win.

Nie Yingyi laughed and echoed, "Okay, San Shao, come on."

With a sound, it seemed that it instantly attracted a group of little fans outside the venue.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of 'Come on, young master! ' began to echo throughout the playground.

After a game, there was no suspense in the game.

Jiang Muhang went straight back to the dormitory, took a shower, and lay down on the bed.

"Third Brother, aren't you hungry?"

They were sweating profusely on the playground just now, and they were almost exhausted.

At this time, shouldn't it be more physical strength?

Jiang Muhang put the quilt over his head without moving.

"Third Young Master, you must be tired."

Nie Yingyi urged: "Why don't we go eat first, I'm starving to death, why don't I bring it back to Third Young Master after eating."

Now being able to eat enough is his greatest hope.

Seeing this, Zhang Boling also said, "Let's go."

There was a sudden silence in the dormitory.

The sky outside the window had already darkened unknowingly, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the light became extremely dim.

A sudden message came from the mobile phone next to the pillow.

The originally dark room also instantly followed the lit screen, shining a ray of light.

The person on the bed moved slightly, and lazily picked up the phone.

In addition to the photos of girls in the cafeteria sent by Zhang Boling and Nie Yingyi, there was also a friend request.

The bright red little red tip 1 is extra eye-catching.

Jiang Muhang subconsciously opened it, and a familiar flower shop name came into view.

Yang Sanyue's mobile phone WeChat ID is directly the name of the flower shop.

At this time, in the March flower shop next to Jiang University campus.

A nervous figure held the phone nervously.

The moment she sent a friend request, she regretted it.

Wouldn't it be a bit annoying to be like this?

But looking at the thick bills and bank cards in front of him, he suddenly became firm in his mind.

With so much money, how could I just take it away without saying a word.

Even if Jiang Muhang didn't want it, he couldn't say no to paying it back.

And the above balance, she also felt that she had to tell him in person.

To be clear, if he hates himself very much, he can delete each other at that time.

"Boss, are there any sunflowers?"

A deep voice came from outside the door, Yang Sanyue was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the phone in her hand and walked out.

When she went out to talk with guests, a system message came from her mobile phone.

'You and Jiang Muhang have become friends and can make video calls. '

In the dormitory of Jiang University.

Jiang Muhang stared at his friend on the phone and was slightly startled by the reminder.

I have already passed, why haven't I seen Yang Sanyue's message yet?

Is this woman playing tricks on him?

Give her a little time, I'm not that stingy, maybe she's not very good at typing because she's a mute.

After all, a person with a stupid mouth may also have a stupid brain.

Jiang Muhang carefully stared at the call interface on the phone, and quickly pressed it to light up after the screen went black.

Back and forth, back and forth, until Zhang Boling and Nie Yingyi, who had eaten in the cafeteria, came back.

"Third brother, you're awake. We brought you dinner. Come and eat. There are fried chicken legs tonight."

Nie Yingyi was obviously quite satisfied with his meal, and even spoke with full energy.

While speaking, he pushed the packed lunch box in front of Jiang Muhang.

Then, he rushed into the bathroom with his clothes.

"Third Brother, are you waiting for a call?"

Zhang Boling looked at Jiang Muhang staring at the phone with clear eyes, and quickly became curious.

Who knew that Jiang Muhang turned his head and gave him a cold stare when he got closer just now.

Turn off the phone and start eating the dinner on the table.

Unexpectedly, he didn't get the gossip he wanted to hear, so Zhang Boling retreated to his chair resentfully.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, why are you so fierce?"

While muttering unwillingly, Zhang Boling leaned forward and asked, "Third Brother, are you waiting for Sister Lu?"

Looking at Jiang Muhang's expression, something was obviously wrong.

Zhang Boling was shocked and said, "Could it be that you are waiting for that little mute?"

I really don't know what kind of magical power that little mute has, it's fine to let San Shao buy flowers from him every day.

Why are you still fascinated by it now, with six gods and no master, as if your soul is out of your body.

"shut your mouth!"

Jiang Muhang reached out and threw an alarm clock on the table over.

Zhang Boling caught it quickly with his eyes and hands, curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Third brother, you are too disrespectful of brotherhood."

Saying that he put the alarm clock back, seeing Jiang Muhang's face, he quickly took the alarm clock aside.

After making sure that Jiang Muhang couldn't reach it, he laughed and said, "Third Brother, do you like that little dumb guy?"

Zhang Boling himself was surprised when he asked this question.

He felt that something was wrong between Jiang Muhang and that little mute, and now that he talked about it, he really felt something was wrong.

Jiang Muhang on the opposite side suddenly stood up from his seat as if he was frightened by him.

With a dark handsome face, he gave him a cold look.

In the end, without saying anything, he turned his head and went back to his bed.

Seeing this, Zhang Boling couldn't help saying: "Third brother, you don't eat anymore?"

"Not hungry."

He was full of gas.

I'm not hungry, but it's a pity that he left out the chicken drumsticks on purpose.

Zhang Boling glanced at it, and fastened the food box: "Then I'll keep it for you, and you'll eat when you're hungry at night."

In the flower shop in March.

Yang Sanyue saw off the guests and took a look at the sky outside.

In the evening, the weather was dark and it seemed that it was going to rain.

In this season, the weather is not warm yet, and there is a chill in the night, which makes people feel that this night is extraordinarily cool.

Yang Sanyue shuddered, and hurriedly started to pack the things in the store.

When she closed the shop and returned to the small house where she lived, she realized that at some point, Jiang Muhang's friend application had been approved.

She glanced at it, a little hesitant.

Isn't it a bit too abrupt to send someone a message at such a late hour?

But it seems a little impolite to add people and not speak.

After hesitating, Yang Sanyue couldn't help but send a message.

The information here has just been sent up, and the screen of the mobile phone placed next to the bed in the male dormitory of Jiang University also lights up!