Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Slowly Feel

id yet" 。“Si Kong Yan Ran giggled and said:” 。Ye Fan didn't plan to let Si Kong Yanran know it was Luo Xueyan, after all, they were 520. He quickly hugged Luo Xueyan's body and walked upstairs. 。Perh..."Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, the voice on the phone, which had been very gentle just moments ago, suddenly raised eight octaves. "Ye Fan Where did you go Didn't you say you were going to help me fix my computer after school You made me wait for so long, you wouldn't dare have played me, would you"

Ye Fan could hear that the voice on the phone was filled with anger. Ye Fan knew that after class just now, she must have been waiting for him in the office. (.No pop-up ads)

"That... Teacher, I had something urgent to deal with just now... I'm already at your office, but the door is closed. How about I come back tomorrow to fix your computer"

There are no classes with Ms. Su this afternoon, I guess she won't be coming to the office

"No! We're using this test set tomorrow, and I'm at home right now. Come over here immediately, I give you five minutes. If you don't show up after five minutes, humph!" Then there was just a dial tone on the other end of the phone.

"What do you mean 'hang up' Are you giving up Ye Fan wanted to cry. Even if you want me to appear in front of you within five minutes, at least tell me where you live!"uldn't really need an airplane because for a long time he was actually staying in the mines and with the tribes. 。Because this guy is terrified of death and never likes to take airplanes, which are a...