Zuzi and Mr. Gu spent quite a while on the phone discussing the college entrance exam application.
Before hanging up, Zuzi told him that she would return to Qingcheng soon to complete the application at Qingcheng High School before coming back.
"Zuzi, Grandpa can’t bear to see you leave. Can’t you fill it out online? Let’s just do it online, okay?"
"Ancestor still has some things to take care of back there."
"Oh, then Grandpa will book first-class for you to return."
"No need, Xiao Chenger has a plane to take me."
"Hey, that Bao Gucheng kid is really behaving like an elder, very considerate, not bad, not bad."
Mr. Gu finally hung up the phone with some peace of mind.
Zuzi put down the phone and saw Gu Jingyan still standing at the door. She laughed and said, "I received the snacks. Xiao Yan, aren’t you going to fill out your application? If you delay any longer, you might not get in." ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel✦fire.net
Gu Jingyan’s face stiffened.
So he was just a delivery guy?
After delivering the package, they hurry him to leave? Seeing him stand at the door for so long without inviting him in for tea or anything, is this sister too cold-blooded?
And the excuse is so half-hearted—what do you mean the application deadline is soon?
The archaeology major he wants to apply for is so niche that no one would compete, and the application channel definitely won’t close early.
Isn’t it just hinting for him to leave, why not just say so!
Then Xi Rubao suddenly thought of something: "Hey, Jing Yan brother, do you want to come in and sit, maybe study the application together?"
Gu Jingyan awkwardly pressed his lips together: "No need! Busy!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Xi Rubao was baffled: "Jing Yan brother’s temper is getting weirder and cooler than in East Sea Class."
Zuzi watched the young man’s cold and stubborn back leave.
Suddenly, inspiration struck her, thinking of her unfinished "gift."
"Just one more step to go, Ancestor always needs to find a template for reference, otherwise it would be troublesome if it doesn’t fit..." Zuzi pondered, gently forming a sigil.
The little crow on the TV suddenly perked up, hitting the sleeping Fu Xiqin fiercely: "Uh oh, Ancestor is up to no good! Quick, quick, come watch!"
Fu Xiqin sleepily opened his eyes and saw—
Gu Jingyan, who had just taken a few steps out the door, suddenly paused.
Then his belt suddenly loosened, "Swish—" and his pants fell in a free fall!
Fortunately, Gu Jingyan reacted quickly, lifting his pants, but they still dropped to his knees for a split second.
Though he wore conservative knee-length traditional boxer shorts, and his back was to the room door, the young man’s face quickly flushed bright red!
Thinking about Zuzi’s room door still being open, unsure if this embarrassing scene was seen, he became even more flustered, almost running away with his waistband gripped, rushing out the corridor.
Hopefully not that coincidental.
However, the next second.
A serious sigh came from behind: "Ah, Ancestor understands now, so this is how boy’s clothing is tailored..."
Gu Jingyan was completely stiffened!
"Damn it!" He punched the corridor wall.
Yet, that "serious studying" voice continued hauntingly: "Hmm, it’s just a piece of clothing, why get so angry..."
That’s my dignity! Dignity!
The little crow dumbly said: "Silly Qin, when was the last time Ancestor stripped someone?"
Fu Xiqin: "Ten thousand years ago, Ancestor stripped the lord’s golden thread clothes."
(P.S.: For those who don’t like Ancestor stripping other men’s clothes, remember what Ancestor said to Xiao Yan. The demons will understand later. Don’t worry, this book is double clean! Double clean!)