Chapter 211 (1/2)

The so-called villains have their own mills. That's probably the reason.

Ling Feifei angrily gets out of bed and helps up the suitcase on the ground. Then she stares at Feng Ling's face. The latter just looks at her coldly. Ling Feifei shrinks her shoulders and bites her lips. She is unwilling to take the suitcase back to her own bed.

Season warm smile color is very light, did not go to tube them several, take a book to sit on the bed to read, but like the day, how can't concentrate.

The rainstorm outside the window is still falling. In order not to affect the normal study and life of jinuan in T University, Fengling has never come to greet jinuan or become too familiar with her. Now, Lingfeifei and Baiwei are also paying attention to her. Jinuan can sit quietly in bed for a while.

”Taekwondo black belt is already very powerful, and there are fighting martial arts and shooting?” Bai Wei looks at Feng Ling in black slightly surprised and tries to chat with her.

Feng Ling glanced at her lightly, remembering that Ji Nuan had said about the situation and character of the two roommates in the dormitory. She nodded her head slightly, without cold eyes, but without much warmth. It was a simple greeting.

Ling Feifei sat beside the bed and whispered: ”this is a girl's dormitory. Professor Lin even let a man's wife come in. I doubt her sexual orientation. I don't think I can go back to the dormitory after bathing and changing clothes...”

As if Feng Ling didn't hear it, she kicked an extra garbage can beside the bed: ”whose? Take it. ”

Ling Feifei's face turned blue. Just about to scold him, he raised his eyes to the eyes of Feng Ling. He bit his lips fiercely. Angrily, he dragged the garbage can that was almost kicked back to the bottom of his bed and scolded him in a low voice: ”crazy!”

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The next day, because of the heavy rain yesterday, the weather today is a little cold. After class, I go back to my apartment outside the school to get my coat.

Ji Nuan still holds a trace of ink depth of field until he opens the door. He may not have left yesterday. Later, he may have changed his plane in the afternoon and was stopped in T city by the rainstorm. After all, ink depth of field has never been angry with her. Maybe she just doesn't want to worry about her for a while, so she ignores her. As long as she sincerely explains to him when she meets again --

the door is pushed open and the living room is tidy There are two packed suitcases in order.

There was no one else.

Jinuan stands at the door, his heart sinks in an instant.

Previously, he said that if she wanted to live in the dormitory, she would have her luggage packed and sent to her. If she wanted to rent or sell the apartment, she would follow her.

He did. Her luggage should have been packed yesterday, but it was not sent to her because of the rainstorm.

She didn't give up to turn the rooms over again, and then found that the traces of ink depth of field for her birthday had also been erased one by one, the traces of fireworks on the balcony, the strong smell of cream in the room, the several cakes in the kitchen that hadn't been eaten up, including the chocolate dolls she carefully put in the characters, were all taken away by others, the same.

Ji Nuan sat on the sofa without saying a word and watched the room that was half familiar and half strange to her. Mo Jingshen was here to watch TV with her. Here she was kissed 21 times by the window. Suddenly, it seemed like a dream. There was only a faint smell of air freshener in the warm and comfortable apartment. Everything made her become distant and strange.

Feng Ling is still waiting downstairs. Ji Nuan picks up the mood and takes the suitcase out by himself. The suitcase is very heavy. It takes a lot of effort. When he gets downstairs, Feng Ling sees the luggage in her hand and comes here.

”Mrs. Mo?”

”I don't know if my luggage can fit in the closet in my bedroom.” The season is mild.