【What is pretending to be asleep? I just finished my homework! It's like your Junior League, you never know what homework is, right? ! 】

Ah!

Don't fight him, he doesn't know how fierce he is!

Jiang Lingzhi stared at the message for five seconds, then clicked to withdraw.

Hehe, I'm so cruel.

For Li Shunan, remembering a number is really not that difficult.

Back home, open WeChat, click to add friends, enter the number, and find the girl's WeChat accurately.

The girl's name is - Lingzhi Chichitose

Little Lingzhi?

The name is pretty recognizable.

A few teenagers were talking about hot pot in the yard.

Zhao Zifu came in and shouted, "Brother Nan, the pot is ready, where is the person?"

Li Shunan removed the finger that was about to click send, put the phone in his pocket, looked up at the door, and said in a low voice, "Come on."

When he walked out of the yard, those guys were already sitting around, and the wine was well set, just waiting for him to come.

A few people like to talk about it after drinking.

Li Shunan didn't say much, leaned on the chair lazily, took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, bit it in his mouth, and turned his head to light it.

He took out his mobile phone, searched for the number just now, and sent a friend request directly.

Sun Yan took a sip of beer and leaned over to take a look: "What are you busy with? I've been holding a mobile phone."

Li Shunan casually locked the screen of his phone, turned his face to the side, glanced at him, and said calmly, "I'm busy, you can't remember things in your mind."

"I can't remember things in my mind?" Sun Yan pretended to think for a while: "That's a lot, I don't usually remember things in my mind."

Li Shunan bit the cigarette in his mouth and chuckled lightly: "I see."

Sun Yan: "..."

Sun Yan was used to being bullied, so he took out his mobile phone and racked his brains for a while to recall: "Tsk...188××××, what are the last four numbers?”

Don't you just want a phone number?

How can you still test people's IQ like this? It hurts brain cells too much.

Zhao Zifu gave him a roll of eyes: "Are you mentally retarded? People just don't want to tell you the number, and you're still here to feel sad."

Sun Yan put down the phone: "Hey, I said you, how come you seem to have a big opinion about my goddess?!"

"What do I think of her? I'll tell you, she already has a master, don't work on her." Zhao Zifu took a breath: "Believe it or not."

Sun Yan was stunned and sad for a while: "Is there a master? Is it from your school?"

Zhao Zifu nodded, staring at him with a playful look: "Senior in high school, he looks so handsome. You've seen it before, just last time... the guy who almost got into a fight with me."

"Oh, the guy with whom you've been at odds?" Sun Yan remembered, sighed, and put away his phone: "Okay, then I'll give up."

He raised his wine glass and said in pain, "Come on, let's go, buddy, I've lost love, let's commemorate my lost love."

Zhao Zifu: "..."

Qi Liangji: "..."

Li Shunan: "..."

You are not in love at all, you lost a fart!

After the dinner, the courtyard was completely quiet.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and a few people did a good job of hygiene and finally left.

Li Shunan returned to his room, picked up his phone and glanced at it.