Mobile reading Feng Zhuzhu nodded repeatedly and smiled harmlessly, but her eyes were running up and down on An Qing's clothes, thinking about how to get some fashionable high-end clothes from An Qing.
Xue Han lowered his head from the moment he walked in and saw Feng Zhuzhu.
In front of so many people, he was afraid of revealing his emotions, but he was happy in his heart, feeling that he was finally not alone.
Feng Zhuzhu's room was next to An Qing's.
After dinner, she followed An Qing to the guest room arranged for her by the original owner's mother.
She looked at the rows of wardrobes that were almost unworn, and some even had clothes with tags on them.
No clothes taken off , her eyes were full of envy, her hands touched the clothes that were obviously outstanding in material and style, her eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Miss Ruan is so happy, there are so many clothes, and there are many consecutive I haven’t even taken off the tag yet.”
"Yeah, my mother likes to buy me clothes the most, but she ended up buying so many clothes that I couldn't even wear them all."
An Qing shrugged and smiled nonchalantly.
"Really, like us, we don't have a few new clothes a year.
I really can't think of it."
Feng Zhuzhu said carefully, but her eyes kept lingering on those clothes.
The meaning was very obvious.
"I know that people like you who are self-reliant are actually very strong and have great self-esteem.
Originally, I wanted to give you some clothes just now, but I thought it was inappropriate for you to wear such clothes when you were working as a study student, so I gave up.
I don't want it to be because of me This behavior has humiliated a very self-respecting person, which is a huge humiliation for others.
Do you think what I said is right?"
An Qing picked up a few pieces of clothing and made gestures on Feng Zhuzhu's body, and then put them back, as if He said as if he suddenly realized something.
When she saw An Qing drawing clothes on Feng Zhuzhu, Feng Zhuzhu was thinking about wearing new clothes to see Xue Han, but what An Qing said at this time seemed like a bucket of cold water poured down on her head.
What made Feng Zhuzhu choked up by An Qing's words was that he couldn't open his mouth to speak even though he wanted to.
He could only smile dryly with a stiff face, but his hands were clenched into fists.
At night, after Feng Zhuzhu watched everyone's lights go out for a long time, she quietly opened the door, then tiptoed to Xue Han's room, called twice softly at the door, and the door opened quickly.
Suddenly, Feng Zhuzhu was dragged into the house by Xue Han who was inside the door.
"Why are you here?
What if someone sees me?"
Ever since Feng Zhuzhu came here, she had been approaching Xue Han several times overtly and covertly, forcing Xue Han to hide in the room long ago, out of fear Someone saw the flaw, but Feng Zhuzhu was pushed to the door this night, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
"Don't worry, no one has seen it.
The lights have been turned off for a while.
You haven't seen me for many days since I came here.
I miss you so much."
Feng Zhuzhu came to Xue Han and said softly with a pout. .
"You bad girl, you are the only one who knows my weak spot."
Looking at those charming lips, Xue Han's eyes lit up and he quickly leaned down.
An Qing's five senses were well developed.
After listening to restricted-level music for free for a while, he felt a little bored.
He sneered and started to practice.
Until he heard other movements in Xue Han's room, Cai opened his eyes.
An Qing, who was somewhat evil-minded, deliberately got up very early the next day.
She stood at the door and watched Feng Zhuzhu tiptoeing out of Xue Han's room, and said loudly: "How did you get out of that room?"
Feng Zhuzhu was so frightened by An Qing's voice that her legs went weak and her body slumped.
The coat on her shoulders suddenly slipped off, and her fair skin was covered with red marks.
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