“Jiang Xing, come out. www.126shu.com” Gu Chen called out Jiang Xing and went downstairs first.
“Why did the Chief suddenly call you out? Did you make any mistake?” Comrade A looked at Jiang Xing with sympathy, “With a cousin like the Chief, we don’t know whether to envy you or sympathize with you.”
“Let’s just sympathize, after all, it’s under his command, so it’s not easy to get through.” Comrade B said the truth.
Jiang Xing almost went downstairs with a tough bullet.
Gu Chen was standing under a tree under the dormitory building. When Jiang Xing arrived, he was leaning against the tree and holding his cell phone. At night, the light on the mobile phone screen made Gu Chen’s face look gloomy.
“Brother.” Jiang Xing stopped one meter away from Gu Chen, staring at Gu Chen timidly, with his legs in a position of running at any time.
“What is Jian Sangyu’s WeChat account? Not a mobile phone number?” Gu Chen glanced at Jiang Xing, walked over and took the phone he had pinched in his hand and took it over.
Jiang Xing was just browsing Jian Sangyu’s circle of friends and looking at the photos that Jian Sangyu posted yesterday. When he heard Gu Chen’s words, Jiang Xing yelled, “Her WeChat ID is Penguin QQ number.”
Gu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xing. He did not have the Jiang Sangyu Penguin QQ number, so Jiang Xing said this to him, and it was useless to say it.
Gu Chen’s fingertips slid into Jiang Xing’s phone. What entered the eyes was first a picture of a turtle tilted upwards, and then slid upwards, which was a sentence.
Bastard Gu.
Gu Chen was stunned for a few seconds and was so angry.
“She often scolds me like this on WeChat Moments?” Gu Chen asked.