Xi Zuer and Mr. Gu discussed on the phone about filling out college entrance examination application for a while.

Before hanging up the phone, Xi Zuer told him that he would go back to Qingcheng recently and fill out his application at Qingcheng Middle School before coming back.

"Zo'er, grandpa can't bear to leave. Didn't he say he could fill it online? Can we just do it online?"

"The ancestors have something to do."

"Oh, then grandpa ordered you first class to go back."

"No, Xiaocheng'er has a plane to take me."

"Hey, that kid Bo Gucheng looks quite like an elder, thoughtful, good-looking."

Mr. Gu finally hung up the phone with confidence.

Xi Zuer received the phone call and saw Gu Jingyan standing at the door, and smiled and said, "I have received the snacks. Xiao Yan hasn't gone back to fill in the application form yet? If it's late, I can't enter it."

Gu Jingyan's face froze.

In love, he is just a courier, right?

After delivering the express, he drove him away? Seeing that he was standing at the door for so long and didn't invite him in for a cup of tea or something, would this sister be too cold-blooded and ruthless?

And the excuses I found were so careless - why didn’t I have time to fill out the application form?

The archaeology major he wants to apply for is a big upset all over the world. No one will snatch it, and the application channel will never be closed in advance.

Isn’t it just that I want to drive him away inside and out? Why don’t I just say it straightforwardly?

It was still Xi Rubao who suddenly thought: "Oh, Brother Jingyan, do you want to come in and sit down and study the matter of applying for volunteers together?"

Gu Jingyan pursed his lips stiffly: "No need! Be busy!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xi Rubao was puzzled: "Brother Jingyan's temper is getting weirder and stranger, and he is cooler than being in the East China Sea class."

Xi Zuer looked at the young man's cold and stubborn back.

Suddenly, my blessing came to my heart and thought of her unfinished "gift".

"It's just the last process. Our ancestors have to find a template to refer to, otherwise it will be troublesome if they do something wrong and cannot be worn..." Xi Zuer pondered and gently pinched the trick.

The little crow on the TV suddenly stood up and knocked on Fuxiqin, who was dozing off: "No, my ancestors are going to be ruined! Watch it quickly!"

Fuxiqin opened her eyes in a daze and saw—

Gu Jingyan, who had only walked out of the door, paused.

Then his belt suddenly loosened, "Crash--" his pants fell freely!

Fortunately, Gu Jingyan reacted quickly and lifted it up quickly, but his pants fell to his knees for a moment.

Although he was wearing traditional boxer shorts that were conservative to the knees, and although he was facing away from the door, the boy's face quickly and obviously turned red!

Thinking that Xi Zuer's door was not closed yet, he didn't know if this awkward scene was seen. He was even more embarrassed and almost ran out of the corridor with his trousers.

Probably not seen.

It shouldn't be that coincidental.

should……

However, the next second.

A serious sigh came from behind him: "Ah, my ancestors understand. It turns out that the last step of the boy and child's object was cut like this..."

Gu Jingyan's whole body was stiff!

"Damn it!" He punched the corridor wall.

But the "study hard" voice continued to be heard: "Well, it's just a piece of clothing, why are you so arrogant..."

Gu Jingyan: “…!”

That is my dignity! Dignity!

The little crow said blankly: "Silly Qin, when did the last time my ancestors took off other people's clothes?"

Fuxiqin: "Ten thousand years ago, my ancestors stripped off the golden thighs from the Lord."
Chapter completed!