My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter Thirteen Like Me, Don't Like Me

[What happened when three people from our class were suddenly called away today and then never came back? 】

Under this post, many people also replied with similar content, all from various schools, mainly high schools and universities.

[I was here too, shirtless and playing games, when suddenly an old man came in and took my roommate who was still sleeping and slipped him out]

[My classmate who disappeared for half a month came back, but left again after cleaning up the dormitory]

[Shit, my deskmate said he doesn’t have to take the college entrance examination. Is this true? Is this some kind of special move? 】

Is this the beginning?

It's only the second day, but the van has already been loaded with people?

Yin Hang was a little panicked for a moment, but also looked forward to it.

A few days ago, he was very negative as an ordinary person, but now someone says that he is also special, so his mentality is different.

I just don’t know if Qin Shimao knows the news.

If you knew it, you would still be stuck at this time on purpose...

That does take us seriously.

This post is relatively ambiguous and probably does not touch sensitive lines. Moreover, the scope of loading people into cars this time is too large. If it is not discussed, it will definitely make people more suspicious, so similar topics still exist.

But to be honest, this is like building a towering barrier on the plain of public opinion. In fact, many people have noticed it, but they just block it and prevent them from seeing it.

After climbing over the wall, Yin Hang searched several forums and even went to the dark web, but there was still silence.

Why are there more strict restrictions abroad than at home?

This makes no sense.

There are so many countries on the Internet, and popular social software has users from all over the world. How unified are their policies on spiritual energy recovery?

It can't be the Five Permanent Members who take action, right? Can they have such a tacit understanding without Gaddafi?

What's going on overseas right now?

He remembered that when the protagonist was in the secret realm, he came into contact with foreign supernatural forces for the first time.

The first country to enjoy is naturally Japan, which we love to see and hear about.

Then there is the protagonist’s girlfriend, a French girl who seems to be a noble.

Yin Hang didn't know anything else.

It was useless to think about it any more. After a few words of scolding at some anti-intellectual remarks he accidentally saw, Yin Hang turned back.

When he closed the external network, he saw that An Tong had sent him a message.

The person who was watching the self-study today was An Tong's class teacher. After seeing that she was late for half of the class, she directly asked her to finish the remaining half of the class standing up.

Fortunately, I was standing at the trash can next to the back blackboard, otherwise the obvious outline of the cell phone in my pocket would have been visible at a glance.

She read a political book like this for more than 50 minutes, but only turned one page during that time. She was often in a state of fantasy, her body subconsciously took two steps, and her face turned slightly red.

After class, An Tong stuffed her cell phone into her schoolbag, packed it up slowly, then walked to Jiang Shiyun's side with small steps, and hummed in a very proud tone: "Don't worry, you can pack it up slowly."

"What's the matter? What's good?" Jiang Shiyun, who carried her schoolbags and walked out with An Tong, asked with interest.

"That's it..." An Tong raised her hand happily and wanted to make gestures to speak, but she slowly stopped mid-sentence.

She looked at Jiang Shiyun and suddenly realized something. Her whole expression was like a slowly withering sapling.

"It's okay, I'm just overthinking."

"What are you overthinking?" Jiang Shiyun looked at the other person's sudden change of mood and was a little confused.

"That's the question. I thought I knew a question and was going to explain it to you. But... I must have thought wrong." An Tong couldn't help but grab the shoulder straps on both sides of her schoolbag and scratched the cushioning inside with her nails.

cotton.

"Then let me help you take a look tomorrow?" Jiang Shiyun asked with concern.

An Tong didn't speak, but nodded stiffly.

After arriving at the dormitory, An Tong took out Yin Hang's cell phone, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed it under the pillow.

While washing, an inexplicable and uncomfortable emotion surrounded her.

She couldn't think of a reason why Yin Hang liked her.

Even the breasts are more charming than Jiang Shi...

"You said you like me, you just don't want to admit it after being exposed, disgusting!"

After washing up, An Tong lay on the bed feeling angry.

After flipping through it four or five times, she slapped the pillow and took out Yin Hang's cell phone.

"Don't you like to pretend? Your phone is in my hands. Let's see what else you pretend to do!"

Let alone read all kinds of romance novels. When An Tong was in junior high school, she didn’t even know how many she wrote.

As we all know, the less practical experience, the richer theoretical knowledge.

Dealing with a mere high school student is not...

Not yet, not cared about at all.

An Tong can also figure it out.

The decorations are not installed for you.

She has heard too many stories about girls who want to see their boyfriends' cell phones.

There are more or less shameful things on boys' cell phones, at least they think they are shameful.

However, if I leave it to you so plainly, without complications, there are basically only three possibilities.

Either they are an old couple, or they even often need a mobile phone to scan Pinduoduo.

Either he has already prepared it, you can check it as you please, and continue to maintain his perfect personality.

As for Yin Hang, the old couple ruled it out first, and it was impossible to prepare in advance. After all, it was a sudden thought for An Tong to ask for the mobile phone, and even the other party would give it to her, which she did not expect.

Then there is only one kind left...

Yin Hang didn't care what An Tong thought of him, and he promised the other party that he wouldn't tell Jiang Shiyun.

"What you've been waiting for, you damn scumbag, never get close to Jiang Shiyun!"

An Tong gritted her teeth and opened the photo album.

It was surprisingly ordinary, not many in number, and didn't have the white breasts and long legs as expected.

Sorted by date, there are a few landscape photos at the beginning, then a few game screenshots, and the most photographed are blackboard assignments, with a report card sandwiched between them.

History, politics and geography, his score is so low... isn't he a science major, and his grades are pretty good?

well?

Why does this result look familiar?

An Tong put her whole face in front of the screen and slowly zoomed in with her fingertips. As she gradually saw the name clearly, her whole body was ecstatic.

Why is he taking pictures of my transcript?

"This, this is my personal privacy...are you sick?"

It's almost killing me to have such a low score for others to see. It's also the lowest score I've ever received in a mock exam.

I remember that he didn't know Jiang Shiyun's name. Did he get the name wrong...

Well, no wonder he knows my name.

Well, I said, what is there to know about my name?

An Tong muttered quietly and quickly turned a few pages. Then a photo taken in the cafeteria flashed by, causing her to turn back immediately.

This is a photo of me stretching. My hair is a little messy. The autumn school uniform is open because the cafeteria is too hot. As a result, I can see the outline of the white vest underneath that is slightly straightened because I raised my arms.

An Tong looked at this photo, her whole face flushed.

"He can't be real..."

An Tong remembered what Yin Hang said to her that night, biting her fingers blankly, and her body involuntarily huddled up like a kitten.

What if this guy is really blind... and falls in love with me?

No, there must be other reasons. Maybe it was because you were preparing to take a picture of Jiang Shiyun, and then you accidentally took a picture of me?

He is indeed a pervert!

He casually takes other people’s transcripts and secretly takes other people’s photos. What kind of person is he?

An Tong went through Yin Hang's mobile phone and browser records, and then checked to see if there were any backup users. She was almost confused.

"Why do I look like a love-minded little girl?"

"Hold a flower, pick one and like me, pick another one and don't like me?"

An Tong realized that she was no longer normal.

When she noticed that my computer lit up, indicating that Yin Hang was online, she sat up directly, logged into her own QQ, and typed.

[An An: Do you like me? 】

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