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Chapter 878 Extra 68 So dependent on him
Xing'er was shocked, and her heartbeat was out of balance. What could be more exciting than being confessed by a boy who has a crush on her?
Of course I would like to, would like to...

Forcing herself to calm down and calm down again, Xing'er stared at her toes, mustered up the courage in her heart, raised her head and stared into his eyes and said, "I..."

"Crash..."

Just when Xing'er was about to say "yes", a basin of water poured down from the dormitory building and poured all of it on Xing'er's head impartially, immediately drenching her to the drenched body.

Which one who suffered a thousand knives didn't have eyes, dared to pour water on the old lady's head! ! !

The key is that I don't even know what the water is, it's just washing water!
If it wasn't for Fu Xinhan's face, Xing'er would have put her hips on her hips and yelled at her!
It was already embarrassing enough, but someone not far away happened to witness the passing, and laughed and shouted, "It's windy, it's raining heavily, go home and collect your clothes!"

"Leng Xing'er, are you okay!" Fu Xinhan saw her distressed appearance, and wanted to take off his coat and give it to her.

"Pfft..." Xing'er spat out water, said "I'm sorry", and ran away again.

This time, her mood was more tragic than the last time when she was embarrassed in the cafeteria. She couldn't figure out why every time she met Fu Xinhan, she would encounter such an embarrassing thing! ! ! !

Could it be that even God didn't make her perfect!
Xing'er returned to the Xingguangli community in a daze, and after entering the door, the first thing she used to say was, "Yan Zihao!"

No one answered.

After thinking about it, I remembered that Yan Zihao had gone abroad, and she was the only one in the room.

Dragging his wet body into the house, feeling unspeakably sad, he went into the bathroom and took a shower, and crawled directly into the bed without blowing his hair.

So heartbroken, so heartbroken, with her mobile phone in hand, she couldn't find anyone who could tell her tragic experience. The only person who was willing to listen to her was also abroad.

Just as he was thinking about venting his bitterness, Yan Zihao's overseas phone call came in.

The moment she heard the familiar voice, Xing'er couldn't help but burst into tears, the way she cried was miserable.

Xing'er's crying frightened Yan Zihao, he asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Little one? What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Did something happen?"

"No!" Xing'er wiped away her tears and sobbed, "I'm embarrassed again, Yan Zihao! A basin of water fell down from the school upstairs and splashed all over me, my clothes were soaked! I'm so sad, Yan Zihao! "

Xing'er often made embarrassments, Yan Zihao was already immune to it, and knowing that she was not injured, he felt relieved and comforted her, "Oh, don't cry, our brave Xing'er is not afraid of a little setback, isn't he! You think Think, if it were a pot of flowers, would your head bloom? Fortunately, it’s just a pot of water, at worst we can just take a bath!”

"I've already taken a bath!" Xing'er felt much better after his persuasion.

"Did you blow your hair?"

"No."

"Get up and dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold!" Yan Zihao urged her.

"But, I'm talking on the phone with you!" Xing'er didn't want to end the call, she wanted to continue listening to his voice.

"You take out the earphones and listen to me while blowing your hair, it doesn't matter!"

"Okay!" Xing'er lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and searched for it without thinking, "I don't know where the earphone is!"

She finally realized that she was so dependent on Yan Zihao, leaving Yan Zihao was like a disabled person who lost his crutches and couldn't move a single step.

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(End of this chapter)