Chapter 509: Bamboo dragonfly on bookshelf

This is a very simple room with only one bed, one table, two rows of bookshelves, a wardrobe, and three basins.
After all, it was a woman. The first thing Xu Yourong did when she entered the house was to open the wardrobe.
The closet is also very simple, basically plain clothes, the most is the uniform of the National College of Education, in addition to the faint smell of soap leaves, there is no other fragrance.
She was very satisfied with this, but when she saw the fifty towels and handkerchiefs neatly arranged at the bottom of the wardrobe, she remained silent for a long time.
Closing the closet and walking to the bookshelf, she pulled out a few books at random to see that they were all popular geeks in Kyoto these years, so she was silent for a while.
I have been reading Dao Zang since I was a child, so I don’t want to be aggressive now?
Suddenly, she looked at a small thing on the bookshelf, her expression slightly stunned.
It was a bamboo dragonfly. It was obviously a long time ago, it had already turned yellow, and it seemed to have been blistered, and the edges were almost rotting... She felt a little familiar, and it took a long time to think of it. This was when she was very young. I put myself in the letter to him.
Thinking of the things when she was a child, she was a little worried, watching this bamboo dragonfly after so many years, still saved by him... Well, the preservation is not too good, but after all it is still preserved, it turned out to be a nostalgia People? She was a little satisfied, but then somehow got angry, and then she woke up, the reason for her anger was herself, so should she be angry or happy? She thought about this problem, but she didn't know that there was always a smile on her face.
Putting the bamboo dragonfly carefully back to the book shelf, she walked to the bed, of course she didn't sit down, just glanced at it.
The bedding was very neatly folded and very clean. I couldn't see any unclean places on the bedsheets or pillows. I didn't even have a hair. Isn't that... what is it?
There is a hair hard to find in the shadow of the pillow.
Xu Yourong was silent.
That hair is very long and thin, obviously women's.
Suddenly, she felt a little chill.
A moment later, she discovered that the room window was open.
There was snow tonight, snowflakes drifted in from the window, and wet the corner of the desk.
She was a little puzzled. How could a calm and calm guy like Chen Changsheng leave the room without closing the window?
Even if the wind and snow do not matter, what if the dust and fallen leaves come in?
Is this window not closed for someone?
Xu Yourong suddenly woke up.
This kind of suspicion, this endless calculation, is not used in combat and practice, but is used to discover the truth of this hair. When will you become such a person.
She shook her head, turned around and walked to the closet, opened the door, prepared to take out the towel, and wiped off the snow that had fallen on the desk.
However, what happened at the next moment made her understand that these suspicions and shame were not that they became unbearable, but that the guy was really unbearable.
The snow particles danced lightly, and the fragrant fragrance struck. A woman crossed the window and landed in the room.
At the same time, there is a sentence in Xu Yourong's ears.
"I don’t blame that my sister didn’t tell you that your fiancee was extremely resentful to you. You have to be careful. Her little temper started, twitch, speaking, you must not tell her, I come to you often The matter of sleeping here, otherwise..."
Suddenly, the humorous voice stopped abruptly.
Because the woman suddenly discovered that the person behind the cabinet door was not Chen Changsheng.
Xu Yourong closed the cabinet door and looked at the woman. She thought Master was right. The most irresistible thing in the world is that. What you say, often things will develop into what you say.
For example, before leaving Shenjiang Mansion, Shuanger asked her what to do. She didn't tell the truth. She said she went to see Mo Yu. So, at this moment... she saw Mo Yu.
It's just not in the palace, not in the orange garden of Mo Yu's residence, but in the room on the third floor of the State Education College.
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Mo Yu opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak for a while. Then she smiled a little unnaturally, and asked Weisha in her voice, "Can you think you haven't seen me?"
Xu Yourong looked at her quietly and said, "I have seen you."
Mo Yu held his forehead with his right hand and pointed at her with her left hand. "Don't ask me in a hurry, let me first understand the current situation."
Xu Yourong calmly said: "You think slowly."
Mo Yu was indeed speechless at this time, and his mind was a bit confused. She had wanted to take advantage of Xu Yourong's return to Beijing to tease Chen Changsheng, and at the same time really wanted to warn him, who had thought that she would have met the Lord in Chen Changsheng's room, and she heard that sentence words.
"First of all, we should reach a consensus that you have to calmly listen to my explanation."
Mo Yu lowered his hand and looked at her seriously, saying: "The little temper is a bad word behind me, but you must not misunderstand the matter of sleeping."
Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Continue."
Seeing her expression, Mo Yu knew that she was really angry and sighed in her heart, unable to say, "Sleep is just sleep, not the kind of sleep you think."
"Oh, what kind of sleep is that?" Xu Yourong's smile was softer.
Mo Yu said with some helplessness: "Anyway, you must not misunderstand."
Xu Yourong looked at her up and down, and saw that she was wearing a red nightdress, with her feet, black hair shawl, a little wetness, and a few snowflakes. It seemed that she had just taken a bath?
"Well, please tell me how to not misunderstand."
Mo Yu looked at herself with her gaze, and there was a chuckle in her heart. After Chen Changsheng mentioned it last time, she actually came over every time after taking a bath, and gradually became a habit, and it came naturally tonight like this... Well, it was really impossible to jump into the Xinghai Too.
As the saying goes, after breaking the jar and breaking, you can often grab the first voice, and Mo Yu is also at this time. Seeing that the explanation is unclear, she is more straightforward. She looked at Xu Yourong and said, "This story is very long. What? I really want to hear your story. I didn’t stay at home on the first day of returning to Beijing. What are you doing here?"
Xu Yourong walked to the window without speaking or looking at her. The light outside the courtyard wall fell on the snow and reflected on her face.
Mo Yu looked at her beautiful, even jealous face, and continued to ask, "The Saint Girl moved her heart?"
Xu Yourong glanced at her and asked, "At that time, you said in the letter that he and the little black dragon...are they true or false?"
"It's true, he was with her at that time." Mo Yujian could change his sight. Where would he miss this opportunity? He wished to swear in the name of the Queen Mother, but she suddenly thought of the previous things, and some did not Definitely said: "But just like you saw me come in and heard what I said, it may not be true."
Xu Yourong did not speak, thoughtfully.
Mo Yu thought of something, and asked unbelievably: "What do you ask about this? You wouldn't be really interesting to him? No wonder you came to see him on the first day of your return to Beijing!"
"I have a marriage contract with him. It is natural for me to see him later when I return to Beijing."
Xu Yourong was very calm, but her hands clasped behind her back showed that she was actually a little nervous.
Mo Yu didn't expect that she admitted so calmly, and said in a small shock: "You didn't say so in the letter. In order to break your marriage contract, I paid a lot of money. You have to know that Chen Changsheng can now Not an ordinary person, I offended the dean of the National College of Education, the future pope, if you tell me now that you are really going to be with him, I can never end with you!"
Xu Yourong looked at her slightly wet black hair and nightdress, and said calmly: "The price is indeed not small, but he should not think it is offended or offended?"
Mo Yu was irrefutable, and he said indignantly: "Other people don't know, you and I know that the pope has released the marriage contract between you, no matter how I am with him, what is your identity.
Xu Yourong said softly, "You don't need to control it."
Mo Yu was silent for a while and asked, "What the do you think?"
Xu Yourong lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I still don't care about you."
Only the people who know her best know that she seems to be very weak under the calm appearance.
Mo Yu looked at her and sighed, "You suffocate yourself."
Xu Yourong calmly said, "Where did he go?"
Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "How do I know that you don't really misunderstand."
At this moment, the sound of silk bamboo outside the courtyard wall suddenly became louder, and Mo Yu looked over there, but the heavy snow falling with the night wind could not cover her eyesight. I saw the restaurant there. The lights were on and Maiji was dancing in the hall.
"Don't be angry, he seems to be over there." She glanced at Xu Yourong and said.
Xu Yourong looked there. Sure enough, in the uppermost floor of the restaurant, the guy was drinking. There were three or four young men beside him, and there were many women walking around like butterflies in flowers.
It's really sloppy.
She looked at the restaurant quietly, thinking quietly. At this moment, she saw that the dancing girl who was dancing in the hall suddenly didn't seem to stand up and fell in the guy's arms...
For some reason, she found it difficult to maintain Tao's peace of mind, her chest slightly undulating.
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"Xu Yourong came back when he came back. What are you afraid of and what are you worried about? Don't have psychological barriers, you should fight."
In the restaurant, Tang Thirty-six carried a hip flask and hugged a girl singer, looked at Chen Changsheng and said: "Male and female are equal, as long as you don’t hold women, you can’t fight this secular stereotype, this time there is You have to fight."
As he spoke, the girl-song looked up at him in his arms, eyes full of admiration and happiness.
The singer next to Chen Changsheng had a somewhat sullen expression, not only because Chen Changsheng was sitting too well, he didn’t even touch his finger from beginning to end, but also because the whole continent knew that this youth school of the National College of Education Who is the long fiancee, she is just a happy woman, but do not want to offend Dong Yushen Jiangfu and the tall Phoenix.
"I'm going to lose, do you think it will work?"
Chen Changsheng said suddenly.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was quiet.
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