Chapter 92 You don’t think I’m waiting for you, do you?

Cheng Shu left as soon as he was told and disappeared at 7 o'clock on time.

When he left like this, he left Cheng Xiaoyue with a big unsolved mystery, which made her think about it for more than half an hour, but she still couldn't figure out when she had a lover.

After packing a few clothes to wear, Cheng Xiaoyue said hello to her parents at 7:30 and left home to go back to school.

The sky outside the corridor has completely darkened, the night is dense, the flowers are fragrant, and the atmosphere of late summer is strong.

While waiting for the elevator, Cheng Xiaoyue turned on her mobile phone and called Didi for a taxi.

There were probably a lot of students going back to school at this time, and there were also a lot of people going out to play on the weekends, so I waited for a while for Didi’s taxi order but no one took it.

Cheng Xiaoyue lowered her head to refresh the order information on her phone. Suddenly she heard a click on the opposite door, followed by a tall figure walking out.

She didn't look up, but silently moved a step to the side to make room for him.

The elevator soon reached the 15th floor, and the two of them entered one after the other.

As soon as Cheng Xiaoyue entered the car, she habitually shrank into a corner, as if she was not familiar with him and didn't want to talk to him.

Emikawa pressed the floor button. She raised her eyes and glanced, and found that he didn't press the floor button for her, but only pressed minus one. She immediately took a step forward in displeasure and pressed the button for the first floor.

Jiang Jianchuan was carrying a sports bag and glanced at her sideways. Then his eyes moved down and fell on the huge schoolbag she was carrying.

He didn't take her schoolbag smoothly as usual, but seemed to understand and asked without saying anything,

"Go back to school?"

What nonsense?

Cheng Xiaoyue rolled her eyes in her heart, otherwise, was she going to escape with such a big schoolbag on her back?

His intention to talk was too obvious, and Cheng Xiaoyue glanced at him warily,

"Young people don't make secrets. If you have something to say, just say it."

Jiang Jianchuan laughed, and the corners of his lips curved beautifully.

He finally discovered that this person's talkative skills increased with age. He used to be able to tease her a little while she was still young, but now he couldn't take advantage of her at all.

He was very patient and tolerant towards the little girl. He didn't care when she choked her, and opened the topic on his own,

"I heard that many people are chasing you, but no one is interested in you?"

That day, he was downstairs in the girls' dormitory. After meeting her and Jiang Haobin, he later went back to inquire about it, only to find out that at the dinner party that night, besides Jiang Haobin, Cheng Xiaoyue was almost confessed to another boy.

Jiang Michuan is not surprised that his own baby cabbage is so popular.

But to be honest, he felt that the people in the student union, Cheng Xiaoyue, might not necessarily like him. After all, she had liked him, and if she found a boyfriend in the future, her conditions would definitely not be much worse than his. Sure

enough, when Cheng Xiaoyue heard this, she first looked at him suspiciously, and then deliberately suppressed her anger and secretly said,

"You must be more cautious when choosing something, so as not to make mistakes like before!"

The hint of external targeting was beyond words, and Jiang Michuan naturally heard that this guy was targeting him secretly.

But he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and retorted meaningfully,

"I think you had better vision back then than you do now."

Cheng Xiaoyue: "???"

Cheng Xiaoyue: "..."

This person Is it a little too narcissistic?

She rolled her eyes in her mind and stared at the elevator panel angrily, no longer looking at him.

However, this weak momentum could not last long. She suddenly thought of something and turned her head suddenly,

"You don't think I'm waiting for you, do you?"

Jiang Michuan raised his chin and coughed twice,

"I can't. I didn't say that."

But his posture was smooth and he could handle it with ease, and there was an intriguing smile at the end of his eyes, which clearly meant something different.

Cheng Xiaoyue instantly felt that she was being looked down upon, and immediately hit back with her hands on her hips,

"Don't be kidding me, I never wait for anyone!"

She spoke in a powerful and domineering manner, without any attachment, as if she had already regained that unknown secret love. Handle with care.

Jiang Michuan pursed his lower lip and was about to say something, but when the elevator arrived on the first floor, his cell phone rang.

Cheng Xiaoyue stepped out of the car without looking back and picked up the car without thinking,

"Is the master coming soon? Okay, okay, I'll wait for you at the roadside!"

Jiang Michuan: "???"

Jiang Michuan: ". .. .."

You promised not to wait for anyone?

...

Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Xiaoyue arrived at the school gate.

She walked back to the dormitory in silence carrying her big schoolbag, thinking about what Jiang Mikawa meant all the way.

What does it mean that her vision was better before than now?

What was the use of having good eyesight in the past? She can't hold him down!

Cheng Xiaoyue went upstairs with questions in her mind, took out the key and opened the door with a solemn expression.

The sound of the door opening made Li Yingying turn her head, and she rushed over excitedly when she saw the person coming,

"Why are you back here! The game is about to start!"

Cheng Xiaoyue glanced at her phone, 85:54, a little rushed, but in time!

She didn't bother to explain anything, so she quickly threw her schoolbag on the chair, held hands with Li Yingying and rushed downstairs.

Tonight's basketball finals, the path leading to the basketball court is crowded. Some are here for the game itself, while others are not interested in drinking, but mainly for the people.

The game was held indoors. When Cheng Xiaoyue and Li Yingying arrived, the large basketball court was already mostly full. In addition to students, many teachers also came to join in the fun.

Li Yingying asked a boy she knew from the student union to reserve a seat in the front row for them in advance, and she pulled Cheng Xiaoyue forward.

There are less than two minutes left before the game starts. The cheerleaders are warming up on the field, and the audience is noisy with gongs and drums, as if they are celebrating the New Year in advance.

Players from both schools occupied front-row seats at half court, some warming up and others changing clothes.

There were so many people tonight that the road to the locker room was blocked. These boys simply stood on the sidelines. Regardless of the fact that the weather had turned cold, they took off their clothes and put on their college team jerseys.

Those who can compete in the finals are all people who exercise all year round. You may not be able to tell when you are wearing clothes, but when you take off your clothes, you will find that each and every muscle line is extremely beautiful, snaking along the thin layer of abdominal muscles. Disappears into waistband.

A whirling whistle immediately sounded from the sidelines, accompanied by the restrained screams of the girls.

Cheng Xiaoyue's ears were almost deafened by the back row. She turned around and saw that the counselor of their grade was also there. A big sister who usually looked very serious and business-like was laughing so hard that her heart was rippling. The screams were louder than anyone else's.

Cheng Xiaoyue looked next to her again and found out that it was the advanced mathematics teacher of their class.

An associate professor in his thirties or forties, with a slightly stout figure, it seems that he is not a sports person.

He looked at the excited audience on the sidelines and the high-spirited young people on the court. He couldn't help but show a loving smile and sighed with emotion,

"I think I was just like them when I was studying!"

The counselor! While chatting with him, she followed his words and said in surprise without thinking,

"A body full of muscles?" It doesn't look like it!

The associate professor turned around, smiled, shook his head, and corrected seriously,

"No, shirtless."

Counselor: "...."

Everyone: "..."