Fenghua brought the embarrassing appearance of the Nanda star in his eyes and curled his lips and smiled.

Suddenly he pulled over the black baseball cap he was holding his fingertips and covered the boy's head.

While Nan Li was stunned, she held Nan Li's wrist as if she was coming, "Let's go, I'll treat you."

Nan Li couldn't help but follow her, but asked with a little hesitation: "...Why?"

Fenghua pulled the big star out of the remote and dark teaching building and replied: "Well, did you say you would treat you to a meal?"

She thought for a while and said.

"I'm in a good mood today, I want to treat you to a meal?"

"Why do a good thing, why not do it to the end?"

"I was just about to go for dinner, but I felt that alone was too deserted and boring, so I invited you to join me?"

"I think you are pretty and beautiful. If you are accompanied by the side, you can eat two more bowls, so I am willing to spend the money to have dinner with you?"

"Because you are a fan, I am very happy and excited when I see you. I can't help but want to invite an idol who has lost his wallet and is hungry for dinner?"

After saying that, the girl tilted her head and smiled: "So many reasons, you are willing to believe that any star in Nanda is who you are willing to believe."

Nan Li looked at him slightly and could clearly see the girl who walked from the darkness into the street light, with a casual chuckling on her little face without makeup.

Obviously, she is not what she said, she is his fan.

A subtle feeling suddenly surged in Nan Li's heart, similar to... grievance.

It's like I was standing at a height of light, thinking you would like me, but you didn't even look at me at all.

The reasons she found were more sincere than the other.

Nan Li lowered his eyelashes and his eyes fell quietly on the girl holding her wrist.

Her fingers were slender, and her fingertips seemed to be covered with a layer of plain whiteness, revealing a cool temperature. In the gentle night wind, body temperature penetrated into his skin bit by bit.

The place I was held was unexpectedly burning.

Nan Li couldn't help but purse the corner of his lips, and the beautiful voice came into Feng Hua's ears: "...what are you holding my hand?"

"Even if you avoid your group of girlfriends for the time being, you may not be able to appear in a corner of the campus. Do you want to be chased by them and run the Long March again?"

Fenghua raised their hands to the point, shook them, smiled lazyly, and continued: "But in this case, there is no need to worry at all. Who would have thought that the popular star Nan Li and a girl were walking on campus holding hands?"

Nan Liyingyu blinked.

The girl's explanation was impeccable, but it made him feel slightly ups and downs.

It's definitely not pleasure.

But—

However, even he could not refute or deny that the girl's statement made sense.

There were students passing by in groups of three or three by one, and the light became dimmer. The boy wore a baseball cap that blended into the night, and holding hands with the girl, but it was not eye-catching.

Even if someone occasionally doubts it, it is easy to dispel doubts.

"Who is this boy? His legs are so long and he looks so elegant."

"Why do I think he looks a bit like...Nan Li?"

"Impossible. He is absolutely impossible to be the South God."

"Why?"

"Nan Li is the god who is not in the world in my mind. Do you think he is likely to walk openly with a girl on campus? It's impossible to think about it. If it is true... I will go crazy!"
Chapter completed!