Gu Wanliang yawned sleepily, grabbed Gu canzhao and looked at them: "you two go back first, Fengya, you help me to send Xiaolai."

Song Fengya nods and says goodbye to Gu Wanliang. They go down the sightseeing elevator.

On the third floor, Gu canzhao lowered his head and his eyes fell on the wrist.

"Gu Wanliang, what are you doing?"

Gu Wanliang opened his hand and pursed his lips with a meaningful smile: "you leave them alone."

"Reason."

"Fengya seldom meets a girl who makes him treat him differently. We have to help him."

Gu canzhao squinted, eyes between the low convergence of dangerous light: "you this matchmaker, I'm afraid to do not."

"What do you mean? Are you... "

"It's late. You should go back."

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Gu canzhao didn't answer her. He pushed his wheelchair to the sightseeing elevator, and the bodyguards on both sides followed.

Gu Wanliang grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, turned over and said in a hurry, "stop! Don't run away from my questions! I haven't finished asking! Anyway, I'm also your sister. It's not easy for me to come to your school. Are you driving me away? "

"You can come at any time if you want, but this time you've been hiding from me, and I haven't settled with you."

"I told you, I'm afraid I can't even get out of the house..."

Elevator door closed, but a few seconds to reach the first floor, low-key luxury black nanny car has been parked at the exit of the elevator.

Gu Wanliang was carried into the car, sat on the seat, looked at Gu canzhao by the door, and sighed helplessly.

"Seat belts."

Gu Wanliang tied his seat belt, and his eyes were filled with a bit of sadness: "you, you really don't listen to others at all."

"Be careful on the way back. Call me when you get there."

"Well, take care of yourself."

"I know."

Gu canzhao closed the door and nodded to the bodyguard.

The two bodyguards bowed their heads and sat in the driver's seat and the co driver's seat respectively.

Nanny car starts, drives past Gu canzhao, and gradually drives away.

Gu canzhao sank her eyes and turned to the direction of the girls' dormitory. His face was dark, and his pace was quick and fast. There was the leisurely appearance of talking with Gu Wanliang just now.

At this time, song Fengya and Lu Xiaolai are wandering slowly on their way back to the dormitory.

The night wind blows the broken hair on his cheek. Lu Xiaolai blows the broken hair behind his ears and kicks the gravel at his feet. As soon as he lowered his head, his broken hair slipped down again.

A hand suddenly touched her ear. Lu Xiaolai raised his head and stepped back subconsciously.

Song Fengya took back her hand, but she didn't know where to put it. She rubbed two times on her clothes and hid behind her.

"Hair, it's falling off."

Lu Xiaolai pulled down his face: "do you dislike my hair oil? I just washed my hair yesterday. "

Song Fengya hastily explained: "no, no, I absolutely don't mean to dislike you."

"Then why do you wipe your hands?"

"I..." song Fengya didn't know how to answer for a moment, and her eyebrows were wrinkled.

Lu Xiaolai did not care to shake hands: "my hair is very easy to oil, it is normal to be despised."

"Come on, I really don't like it!"

"You really think my hair is oily!"

"Really not, I..."

"Ha ha!" Lu Xiaolai comforted and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm teasing you."

"Come on, you scared me to death!"