This unhappy feeling made him think until Duan Feifan closed his stall, but he didn't think it through.

However, after the day of work is over, just this point will make him give up thinking and concentrate and be happy.

The bus is still back to school because it is driven out of the square station, and there are many people getting on the bus, crowding together.

"Go in." Duan Feifan pulled his arm and pulled him from the front of the car to the rear of the car.

"Just let me follow you," Jiang Kuo leaned into his ear and whispered, "I am quite a young man, and I am dragged like a fool by you."

"Why don't I pull you," Duan Feifan also leaned closer to his ear, "I'm afraid you don't know how to squeeze in."

The itchy feeling from his ears was instantly transmitted from his neck to his shoulders, and then to his back. Jiang Kuo suddenly leaned back and felt something hit.

"Ah!" a girl behind her shouted.

"Sorry," Jiang Kuo quickly turned around, a girl behind him covered her head, he raised his hand and wanted to "rubbed" someone, and put it down, "No, I didn't pay attention to the back."

"Forget it," the girl waved her hand, "It's okay."

Jiang Kuo said sorry to someone, then turned around and kept his hair in a silence.

"Right," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Just make it your heart."

Duan Feifan made a sound.

When he returned to school, some students from Jiang Kuofa had already returned from home.

"Strange," he said, "then why go back."

"Ding Zhe is back, just sent me a message," Duan Feifan said, "He comes over tonight and let's go for dinner together."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.

With seven or eight additional dormitories for students, it makes people feel much more comfortable. Although there are still pitiful fewer people, you can hear the movement.

Back to 119, he even posted that there shouldn't be someone in 119.

And it was Ma Xiao, who should have been busy in a certain store at this time.

"Are you doing today?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes." Ma Xiao sat next to the table.

Usually, this person's mouth rate is very low, but today I can clearly feel that he seems a little uncomfortable.

"Have get off work?" Jiang Kuo walked over.

Ma Xiao quickly stretched his right leg under the table.

But Jiang Kuo still saw his trouser legs pulling to his knees, and there was a large piece of bright red scald on his legs.

"I'm fucking," he was stunned, "How did you do this?"

Ma Xiao didn't make a sound.

"Speak!" Jiang Kuo raised his voice, "What did it do!"

"The oil is poured." Ma Xiao said.

"Are you in the store?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Stop worrying." Ma Xiao said.

"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Kuo frowned, "I just want to take care of it, can you take care of it?"

Ma Xiao was silent.

"I'm asking you." Jiang Kuo pulled his chair over and said to himself.

Ma Xiao's injury was very serious. He didn't seem to have any medicine or any treatment. If he was poured with oil in the store, it might be that the boss didn't want to be responsible and drove him back directly.

"Really," said Ma Xiao, "no matter."

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo cursed, opened the dormitory door, stood at the door and shouted at 107, "Duan Feifan!"

"Hey?" Duan Feifan poked his head out of the dormitory.

"Come here!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

Duan Feifan ran into 119 and was stunned when he saw Ma Xiao.

But I quickly realized and went over to see his injuries.

"Did you do it yourself?" he asked.

Ma Xiao sighed and shook his head.

"Don't the boss care?" Duan Feifan asked, "You were fired, right? You didn't pay for medical treatment, right?"

Ma Xiao gritted his teeth and nodded: "I didn't pay the salary."

Duan Feifan turned around and looked at Jiang Kuo.

"Can you bear this? No one stops me," said Jiang Kuo, "I will ignore it this time, and I won't let me go."

"My name is someone." Duan Feifan took out his cell phone.

Jiang Kuo tskated: "Is this a matter still going to shake people?"
Chapter completed!