100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 778 Su Muzhe

The meal didn't end well, and the group parted on bad terms.

So many things have happened in just a few days since the start of the semester, leaving Shen Wuyu feeling somewhat dejected.

He doesn't usually smoke, but tonight he surprisingly went into a tobacco and liquor store and bought a pack of Liqun cigarettes.

There was a fountain outside the convenience store, and he sat on the edge of it, slowly lighting a cigarette.

The lighter was turned up to its maximum setting.

The flames shot extremely high, with the bottom being a faint blue-purple, while the small flames above were a beautiful orange-red.

A moment later, a flickering red dot appeared on the thin cigarette. He wasn't indifferent to what the man had said.

But if he were to actually go with others to see it in public, it would only embarrass her.

A cigarette burns out.

He couldn't resist taking out his phone and sending a message to Wen Dang.

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咖啡 厅

What kind of movies do you like to watch?

The meaning of "gentle and dignified" is quite obvious, but... Jin Huan's attitude is somewhat intriguing.

"Is this a question you have to answer to get into the basketball team?"

"No." He smiled, a smile that held an indescribable air of nonchalance.

She was infected by the joy of the person in front of her, and subconsciously, she also curved her lips into a smile: "I like watching comedies." "Shall we meet up tomorrow?"

"No date."

"Do you have something to do tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have an interview with the student union of my department tomorrow afternoon."

"come here."

He rested his chin on his hand.

If a boy did this, it would either look effeminate or slick, but when Wen Dang rests his chin on his hand and looks at someone, it has a slightly roguish charm, and it's also quite attractive.

"I will think about it."

She curved her lips slightly, not refusing to die.

"I'll go with you to the interview tomorrow afternoon."

"Doesn't your team train?"

"They are already mature, big players."

The implication was that the team leader didn't need to keep an eye on things every day. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

I had promised to have dinner with that girl surnamed Meng, but I kept getting busy these past few days and kept putting it off. That afternoon, the girl asked me again on social media.

She had to keep her appointments one by one.

Wen Dang, with her sharp eyes, noticed the new products on the dessert display stand in the coffee shop.

The cake shaped like a little bunny is so cute!

She then called over a waiter, ordered one, and gave it to her to try.

"How about it?"

"is acceptable."

As we were talking, my phone, which was in my pocket, vibrated.

Upon seeing the contents, Wen Dang's lips curved slightly.

His fingers moved rapidly. He replied to the message simply and bluntly.

Shen Wuyu:

Are you in a coffee shop?

Gentle:

Ok

Shen Wuyu:

With her?

Gentle:

Ok

Shen Wuyu:

You held hands

Gentle:

Don't Have

Shen Wuyu:

Your relationship is warm and gentle:

I'm pursuing her, but she hasn't said yes.

The conversation ended abruptly there.

Wen Dang stirred the coffee in his cup with a straw, his eyes flickering with uncertain emotions.

The fact that Wen Dang messaged him meant that someone had seen him and the girl at the coffee shop, and the news had spread.

Given their popularity, they'll be the talk of the town for everyone tomorrow.

He's fine.

The young woman had just broken up with Xin Wuyu, and society's tolerance for women is too low. In the end, if the rumors spread, she will be the one who gets hurt.

His hand, which was about to lock the screen, paused. He opened the Beijing University forum and posted a message using his real name:

I, Wen Dang, am pursuing Shen Jinhuan, a freshman in the archaeology department. She hasn't accepted my advances. Anyone who gossips or spreads nasty rumors has better not close their eyes tonight, or I'll find them online.