Chapter 890 Ding, Your Vinegar Jar Is Online! (17)

There was a slight sound of running water in the bathroom.

Ye Jue's dark eyes flickered, he lowered his eyes, took out his cell phone in his pocket, and prepared to pass the time.

When the phone screen lights up, a recent reply pops up on it.

Brother, you can see for yourself.

Behind this sentence is a web link.

Yejue paused for a moment, thinking for a while about whether there was a virus on the website whose source he didn't know.

Finally, he clicked the link anyway.

After poking it in, a beautiful picture suddenly popped up on the phone screen.

His pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had encountered some virus, he threw the phone on the bed.

The man's face was still cold, but his white earlobe seemed to be dripping with blood, showing his mood at the moment.

The bathroom door was unscrewed, Ye Jue paused, then quickly took the phone back, looked elsewhere, and turned off the phone.

After Feng Qian came out, he saw Ye Jue sitting upright by the bed, and the mobile phone screen next to him was displaying a moving picture when it was turned off.

Ye Jue turned his head to look at Feng Qian.

The girl was wearing the white nightdress he had prepared for her, her hair was coiled on top of her head, and she was tied into a cute bun.

The collar of the nightdress was not very low, and a part of the collarbone could be vaguely seen.

There were still a few drops of water on the girl's snow-white neck that had not been wiped dry.

The image he had just glanced at flashed through his mind again, and the thin red on the tips of Ye Jue's ears tended to gradually spread upwards.

He pursed his lips, stood up without saying a word, walked past the girl, and shut himself into the bathroom with a bang.

After a while, the sound of water came from inside.

Feng Qian looked puzzled.

After wandering around in the broken room for a few times, she carried her schoolbag and walked back to her own room.

Back in the room, Feng Qian turned on the phone and checked the messages.

Xia Shu sent her several messages.

Some comforted her, some enlightened her, and later posted a few jokes to make her happy.

Although she was not the original owner, she was warmed by the other party's kindness.

Feng Qian lay on the bed, typed a line and sent it.

When she was about to turn off her phone and go to sleep, Feng Qian found out that Xia Shu had suddenly dragged her into a wechat group.

The number of people in the group chat skyrocketed.

As soon as she joined the group, a series of friend requests followed.

Feng Qian ignored these applications and clicked into the group chat named Qingcaotuan.

This name is quite... well, it feels hard to say.

The messages in the group came one after another.

Mathematics Department Yang Sanqian: OMG, the school girl has joined the group! ! !

Xia Shi, Department of Finance: Goddess, Xia Shi here looks familiar to me! !

Su Ming, Department of Medicine: I heard that the best way to cure a broken relationship is to start a new one, so...Goddess, think about me!

Cheng Fei, Department of Computer Science: What nonsense are you talking about upstairs? When did the goddess fall in love, you stand aside.

Gu Yi from the Department of Physics: I'm here to make sure you look familiar too!

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Every minute the news is 99+.

Feng Qian looked at the messages that were constantly swiping the screen for a while, then went back to the private chat interface.

fq: Xiaoshu, what's going on?

xs: Qianqian, actually, this group also has a name—school beauty support group.

fq: ...

xs: You won't be angry, will you?

xs: [poor.jpg]

xs: [begging for mercy.jpg]

fq: Not angry. But why did you drag me into this group?

fq: [Confused.jpg]

xs: Isn't it true that there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world, the grass group is full of the grass that likes you.

fq: ...

xs: Oh, maybe there is the grass you like in it.