Chapter 18 Han Ningxue Missing

"What's the list?" Zhao Yu was a little puzzled.

"Third brother, you don't even know this..." Ni Wuji stared at Zhao Yu with wide eyes, as if he had seen an alien.

"I don't know..." Zhao Yu shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Do you have to know what the list is?"

"Neither..." Ni Wuji looked defeated, which was completely opposite to what he said.

"Oc's right, don't tell the story. Hurry up and finish my sleep. I'm a little annoyed today..." Zhao Yu said helplessly.

"The wind and cloud list is a weekly summary held by a small Taoist newspaper that competes with the school newspaper. It is published every Tuesday afternoon. It brings together a week's popular figures and is very interesting!" Ni Wuji saw that Zhao Yu was really in a bad mood, so he did not ask anything else and directly introduced the wind and cloud list. "In the past, the top two on the wind and cloud list were Su Fangfei and Murong Qing. Unexpectedly, they not only did the top three change owners at the beginning of school, but also the championship title was the first time for boys. At this point, you have grown a face for our men!" Ni Wuji praised, and the respect on his face was even better.

"Challenge..." Zhao Yu is not interested in Ni Wuji, not to mention that he really doesn't want to talk more tonight.

"Third brother, you are the champion, and the third sister-in-law Feng dances lightly, and Tanhua is Han Ningxue. I didn't expect that the first three have anything to do with the third brother..." Ni Wuji just wanted to flatter him again, but when he saw that Zhao Yu's face was a little dignified, he quickly accelerated his tone. "There are two reasons why the boss is at the top of the list: first, first of all, the door of the campus is cold. Ningxue took action and took away the three members of the new fourth son, and later confronted the vice chairman Zhang Yi. Second, last night, she had dinner with her third sister-in-law and held hands in the campus. She was suspected of chasing Feng Qingwu, and this afternoon, the target shooting with the third sister-in-law was confirmed... The following comments concluded: 'Zhao Yu and the two beautiful The female relationship is ambiguous and her identity is * mysterious, and it is understandable to be at the top of the list!'"

"What a broken newspaper!" Zhao Yu was a little angry as soon as he heard this, "I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll take a rest first. Good night..." Zhao Yu ignored the doubtful eyes of the other three people and hurried to his room. Zhao Yu can't be angry. He hasn't explained the matter of Han Ningxue to Feng Qingwu. Now there are newspapers adding oil and vinegar!

"What's wrong with the third brother tonight?" When Zhao Yu entered the room, Ni Wuji asked the other two people puzzledly, but the reply was two pairs of equally doubtful eyes.

"Don't discuss Lao San's affairs. Let's wash and sleep..." Li Chengzhao waved his hand and motioned Ni Wuji to stop talking.

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"Honey, have you calmed down?" Zhao Yu returned to his room and immediately dialed Feng Qingwu's phone, and immediately asked flatteringly after connecting. After Zhao Yu learned about the wind and cloud list, he immediately thought of the need to tell Feng Qingwu about this matter. It was much better for Feng Qingwu to turn himself in than to ask after learning about it, but if he wanted to explain, he had to see if Feng Qingwu was still angry.

"Can I not be angry with a lustful husband like you?" The sound of Feng's light dance came to Zhao Yu's ears.

"My wife, you are wronged..." Zhao Yu didn't know how to make Feng Qingwu not angry, so he could only say so. Zhao Yu is like this. He can say that in front of outsiders, but he is a little stupid in the face of an angry girl.

"Forget it, you stupid pig, you won't coax me... When people are unhappy, they just hope your husband can coax me!" Feng Qingwu only knew what Zhao Yu was wronged when she saw it. Can she not know that Zhao Yu was wronged?

"Wife, aren't you angry?" Zhao Yu carefully tested for fear that Feng Qingwu was pretending.

Angry? If I'm angry about such a thing, I won't be angry all my life..." Feng Qingwu rolled her eyes and said.

"Honey, you're so good, smile. I know you must be tense now, which is easy to wrinkle your skin..." Zhao Yu doesn't seem to make girls happy. Maybe Zhao Yu will only add icing on the cake and won't send charcoal in the snow...

"Ha ha..." Feng Qingwu smiled a little stiffly. After all, what Zhao Yu said was not very funny.

"Honey, can I tell you a joke?" Zhao Yu didn't wait for Feng Qingwu to answer and said to himself, "Zheng Xiding's daughter-in-law didn't see her husband, so she went to her father-in-law's house to find it. Seeing my father-in-law wash his face, he asked: Dad, are you happy? My father-in-law was unhappy and continued to wash his face. The daughter-in-law was angry and asked: Dad, where is Zheng Xiding? My father-in-law was furious: Wash your face!"

"Ge... This is so funny... Ge Ge..." Feng Qingwu couldn't help laughing immediately after hearing this, "Honey, I'm about to laugh... Alas, I finally couldn't help it..." Feng Qingwu laughed for dozens of seconds before she stopped.

"Honey, you just need to be happy!" Zhao Yu saw that Feng Qingwu was completely not angry, and the sad clouds on his face were swept away in an instant.

"Uh-huh!" Feng Qingwu replied with a nasal voice. Zhao Yu once said that he liked to listen to it like this, and Feng Qingwu remembered, "Husband, go to bed early..."

"Good!" Zhao Yu no longer mentions the list at this moment. He will make it clear to Han Ningxue tomorrow. Don't tell Feng Qingwu tonight. In case he is angry and doesn't know what to do.

"It's natural for the boat to go straight to the bridge. Let's talk about tomorrow. Let's go to bed now!" Zhao Yu put down the phone and deliberately didn't let himself think about Han Ningxue. After all, he had to keep a good mood.

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The next morning, Zhao Yu and Feng Qingwu discussed the private room; after class, Zhao Yu called Han Ningxue and asked her to come to the booked private room.

After receiving Zhao Yu's phone call, Han Ningxue was very happy and jumped to the private room. However, when she opened the door and saw Feng Qingwu, her face suddenly faded.

"Brother Zhao Yu, what can you do for me?" Although Han Ningxue was asking Zhao Yu, her eyes had been staring at Feng Qingwu, and Feng Qingwu had also been staringing at Han Ningxue.

"Come on, Ningxue, let me introduce you..." Zhao Yu saw two beautiful women with big eyes and small eyes, and quickly wanted to resolve the awkward atmosphere.

"Brother Zhao Yu, is Sister Feng Qingwu your girlfriend?" Han Ningxue interrupted Zhao Yu's words and said quietly.

"Uh...yeah...do you know each other?" Zhao Yu's mood now is more than a "ran" word, and he dares not look at Han Ningxue's eyes.

"Sister Ningxue, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is Grandpa Han Qianzi all right? I haven't seen him for a long time..." Feng Qingwu smiled and hurried to pull Han Ningxue's hand.

"My grandfather is fine. Thank you, Feng Qingwu's sister for still thinking about his old man... Brother Zhao Yu, Ning Xue left first..." Han Ningxue avoided Feng Qingwu's hand and politely said goodbye.

"Ning Xue..." Zhao Yu quickly called Han Ning Xue.

"Brother Zhao Yu, Ningxue knows what you want to say. Don't worry, I won't disturb you two in the future..." Han Ningxue rushed out of the door without saying anything, and couldn't stop tears sliding down her cheeks and drawing a beautiful parabola in the air...

"Ning Xue..." Zhao Yu glanced at the strange Feng Qingwu and stopped talking.

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"Zhao Yu... Ningxue is gone!" As soon as Zhao Yu and Feng Qingwu returned to the dormitory after dinner, Zitong's phone call came.

(Peanut fell asleep after finishing a chapter last night. I got up happily this morning. I hope to have a recommendation on the homepage in the new week, but I'm disappointed again... Peanuts are really depressed. I don't know who can't get used to peanuts. Two weeks ago, I reported the abnormal click. Peanut's body is not afraid of anything, but it's the Spring Festival. Editors There are many things, so it's a waste of two-week recommendation opportunity at once... Brothers and sisters, give me some collections and tickets to support peanuts to make up for the damaged hearts of peanuts...)