My 1991

Although the matter between Chen Mai and Li Yue was settled for the time being, Lu An still felt keenly that the person in his arms was a little uneasy.

Facing Chen Mai who is like a troublemaker, in fact, no matter Lu An or Huang Ting, no matter how good his verbal promise is, there is no guarantee that he can really break up with Chen Mai.

You don't go to her, you avoid her, but they will come to you, and they will take the initiative to tease you. How do you say that: only thieves, there is no one who can guard against thieves.

Defend, you can’t defend!

As smart as Huang Ting is, she obviously understands this truth, so although she is very satisfied with her man's performance, she is more or less worried in her heart.

Regarding these inexplicable matters between men and women, Lu An could not explain further, so after thinking about it, he decided to divert his attention.

Don’t all girls like to buy clothes? Then go buy clothes.

Thinking of this, Lu An patted her shoulder and said, "Anyi Clothing Store has a lot of new styles. Jiang Wan went to see them. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Sure enough, as soon as this was mentioned, Huang Ting's heart moved. She raised her head and asked, "Aren't you going to take a walk?"

"We're done. Taking a walk is not as important as buying clothes for my wife. Let's go." As soon as she said she was leaving, Lu An pulled her straight towards the school gate.

When the two rushed to the clothing store, it was crowded with people. A quick glance showed that almost all of them were college students, mostly women.

When Lu An found Zhou Juan and Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan had already fallen in love with two sets of clothes and was about to try on a dress. When he saw Huang Ting coming over, he happily pulled her over to help them.

Leaving Huang Ting and Jiang Wan chatting, Zhou Juan took the opportunity to lean towards him: "Brother, why are you here?"

Lu An was a little angry about what happened to her before, so he didn't look at her or pay attention to her.

Zhou Juan knew she was in the wrong, stuck out her tongue, stepped on her feet and said in her ears: "Good brother, don't be angry, I won't do it again."

Luan still didn't want to talk to her.

Seeing this, Zhou Juan had no choice but to use her trump card and whispered, "Brother, do you want to send clothes to Liu Hui from Peking University this month?"

This seemed like a question, but it was actually a disguised threat to him: If you don't forgive me, I will betray Liu Hui's information to my sister-in-law.

Lu An turned his head and glared at her fiercely, then asked thoughtfully: "Have you picked it yet?"

"I've been ready for a long time. I'm just waiting for you to speak." Zhou Juan babbled, as if you were dishonest.

Lu An pretended not to see her expression, glanced at the two women trying on clothes, and said: "Send it by post as usual."

Zhou Juan nodded, and then asked curiously: "What is your relationship with this woman? Why do you send her clothes every month? I feel better than my sister-in-law."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Lu An said angrily.

"Isn't she pretty?" Zhou Juan changed the question.

Luan responded perfunctorily: "You guess."

"This Liu Hui must be very beautiful, otherwise if she doesn't look good, she'll be just like me. No matter how much I try to please you, you won't look good on her, right?"

Although Zhou Juan was laughing at herself, her eyes were fixed on him, and she didn't forget to say: "How do you compare with your sister-in-law? Is any sister-in-law pretty?"

Faced with such a resentful question, Lu An choked and didn't know how to answer it.

Fortunately, Huang Ting picked a piece of clothing at this time and asked him to go over and help her palm her eyes. Without a word, she immediately trotted over.

Seeing Lu An and Huang Ting chatting and laughing over there, Zhou Juan seemed very depressed. For the first time, she began to complain about her old father at home. Why didn't she look better?

"Ajuan, does this dress look good on me?" Huang Ting turned around and shouted, fearing that she would be left out in the cold.

Zhou Juan came closer in a few steps, walked around Huang Ting, and started talking with an extremely professional aesthetic vision.

Not to mention, although this cheap girl often annoys me, she really has no choice in aesthetics. The series of unique words in her mouth make Lu An, the observer, feel very comfortable. God is so proud of her, she really is just eating this bowl of rice. .

Under Zhou Juan's advice, Huang Ting tried on 5 pieces of clothing in a row. Each piece was unique and fit well. When the two women were walking through the store looking for suitable matching pants, Lu An suddenly turned his head and said to Jiang Wan : "Do me a favor later."

Jiang Wan, whose mouth was a little dry, took a few sips and asked, "What's the deal?"

Lu An said, "I have something to do tonight and I don't have time to spend time with Huang Ting."

Jiang Wan understood almost instantly, "Are you afraid that Ah Huang will pester you to rent a house for the night and ask me to take her back to the dormitory?"

That's what he meant, but it was too explicit. Lu An couldn't admit it directly, "Sorry to trouble you, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Jiang Wan didn't seem to hear about the meal, but asked: "Who are you going to accompany tonight? Go back to the studio to accompany Ye Run? Or will that Mercedes-Benz woman come over?"

Lu An was a little dizzy, "Please, Miss Jiang, can you not ask so clearly."

Jiang Wan tightened the cap of the Wahaha bottle and looked away, "Then don't look for me."

His eyes stayed on the side of her face for two seconds, and Lu An had no choice but to tell the truth: "I painted an oil painting all night last night, and Sister Yu will come over to get it."

"I knew it would be her."

After listening to his words, Jiang Wan sighed softly, and then said something incomprehensible with emotion: "When I finish college, I will completely stay away from you."

Lu An felt a little embarrassed when he heard that, and pinched his finger bones, "Don't say that, at worst, I will try not to look for you in the future."

Jiang Wan looked back at him for a while and said nothing.

There were many new styles in the store. Huang Ting and Jiang Wan were spoiled for choice. They accidentally bought four sets each. Lu An wanted to help with the checkout, but Jiang Wan refused and insisted. You have to pay yourself.

Seeing her best friend like this, Huang Ting didn't let him pay.

When going out, Jiang Wan, who was carrying large and small bags, suddenly staggered, and then with an "ouch", he and the bag fell to the ground.

Huang Ting and Zhou Juan who were close by hurriedly knelt down to help her and asked with concern: "Awan, are you okay?"

Jiang Wan's eyebrows tightened, "My ankle hurts a little, as if I've sprained my sprain."

"Ah?" Huang Ting grabbed it with her right hand and lifted up Jiang Wan's trousers. She stretched her head and saw that she had indeed sprained her ankle. Her ankle was swollen as if it had been stung by a wasp.

Lu An, who was walking at the back, felt a little guilty when he saw it. He knew very well why Jiang Wan did this.

After a flurry, several people helped Jiang Wan to the clinic next door.

Zhou Juan asked anxiously, "Doctor, how are you? Did you hurt any bones?"

The old doctor touched the left side and the right side, and after questioning for a while, he came to the conclusion, "It's pretty good, it's not serious. I can prescribe some topical medicine and it will be cured in two or three days."

Hearing this, Lu An felt relieved and inadvertently looked at Jiang Wan. The latter looked away without any trace, unwilling to look at him.

After taking the medicine, before Lu An could say anything, Zhou Juan lowered her body and said, "Ah Wan, hurry up and get on my back. Today I have to carry my wife."

Lu An interjected, "The road is not short, can you carry it? How about I do it?"

Zhou Juan waved her hand, "Sister-in-law is here, no need, our Wan is so beautiful, what if sister-in-law gets jealous?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu An and Jiang Wan didn't know what to say.

Especially Jiang Wan, whose face was so hot. She was thinking guiltily and confusedly: Is Ajuan aware that she has a crush on him? Or is it just a joke? Or take the opportunity to make fun of Ah Huang?

It was clear that her best friend liked her man, so Huang Ting deliberately did not see Jiang Wan, fearing that she would be embarrassed, and said slowly to Zhou Juan: "Ah Wan is ninety-six pounds, don't show off, if you can't carry it, it's better to let him do it. ”

"Where are you? Just sprinkle some water. I can carry more than a hundred kilograms since I was in junior high school." After saying that, Zhou Juan stood up with Jiang Wan on her back, walking as fast as flying, with incredible ease.

Crossing the road and entering the campus, Huang Ting, who was helping to hold the topical medicine, reached out to hold his arm and said playfully: "Wan sprained her foot. I won't accompany you tonight. I'll take care of her when she feels better." Husband, are you okay?"

Thinking that Sister Yu was coming, Lu An had no choice, "Okay."

After being sent to the downstairs of Nanyue No. 8 House, he headed back home.

After watching him leave, Huang Ting, who had been laughing and talking just now, gradually became calmer, and a picture could not help but emerge in her mind.

The scene in the store just now: My man took the initiative to chat with Awan.

Not long after the chat, Awan sprained her foot. Was it an accident?

Or am I being paranoid?

With this in mind, Huang Ting followed her back to dormitory 317. She first helped Jiang Wan with foot washing water, and then helped rub the medicine. From beginning to end, she never mentioned a word about Lu An.

Jiang Wan stared at her face intently, and after struggling for a long time, she said: "Ah Huang, if you have anything to ask, just ask, and I will try my best to answer you."

Unexpectedly, Huang Ting raised her head and smiled, "No."

One asked in a confused manner, and the other answered in a confused manner. They looked at each other, and nothing was said.

Ps: I have been taking good care of my body recently and am recovering well. I should be able to update more next month. Well, I am not asking for a monthly ticket, but I have only updated 80,000 words this month. I will report the situation.

Due to the update, not many big readers have read this book yet, but I will make sure to finish the story in March.