Chapter 113: Private Photos

After Duan Yun and Yang Ying left the school gate, they went straight to the community where Yang Ying's house was located.

Unlike other students at the school, Yang Ying's home is not in the factory area, but in the family compound of the power service company next to the factory.

The high and stable income is enough to support the employees here to live in a more high-end residential area in Heyang, so most of the people living in the family compound of this power company are actually foreign tenants, and there are very few people in the real unit.

However, in Duan Yun's opinion, the house in the family courtyard of the power company is relatively old, but the environment is not bad, the surrounding greenery is very good, and there is a small square and garden.

"This is my home. After Yang Ying led Duan Yun to the door of a room on the second floor, she took out the key tied to her neck with a rope from her neck, stuffed it into the lock hole, and said to Duan Yun.

"Uh. Duan Yun answered, and then followed Yang Ying into the room.

After entering Yang Ying's house, Duan Yun immediately looked around.

The house where Yang Ying's family lives is not big, it looks like it is only fifty or sixty square meters, similar to Duan Yun's house, and the furnishings at home are also very simple, fabric sofas, coffee tables, a flat-screen TV, and the surrounding layout is simple and clean.

And on the windowsill of the room, there are several pots of plants that Duan Yun can't name, one of which is already blooming, the flower shape is very beautiful, elegant and chic, and there are a few drops of crystal water on it, which are obviously carefully cared for.

"This is my room. Yang Ying said, pushing open a door next to the living room.

"Hmm......" After Duan Yun heard this, his heart suddenly jumped, and his expression was slightly excited.

Duan Yun This is the first time to go to a girl's house, especially Yang Ying is also one of the famous school flowers in the school, I am afraid that for any boy, to be able to enter the 'boudoir' of a school flower, for any adolescent boy, there is a bit of expectation and temptation.

However, when Duan Yun walked into Yang Ying's 'boudoir', the situation in front of him made him a little disappointed.

Yang Ying's room has only a writing desk, a bookcase, and a single bed, the writing desk is facing the window, and there is a white desk lamp on it, and in the small photo frame standing on the left, there is a photo of her and her parents, and she is smiling in front of the camera.

I'm going to get a bag and you'll help me pack these books and take them away. Yang Ying pursed her lips and smiled at Duan Yun, then turned around and walked out of the room.

Duan Yun was stunned when he heard this, and then when he turned his gaze to the bookcase next to Yang Ying's desk, he was dumbfounded.

It turned out that through the glass of the bookcase, Duan Yun saw that the shelves were full of various books, including various famous books at home and abroad, as well as a wide variety of learning materials, and Duan Yun even found several original foreign books on the bookshelf!

Thinking of these books piled up like a small mountain, Duan Yun's head suddenly circled, just these books, there were no two or three sacks that couldn't hold them at all, and this was not counting the other things Yang Ying wanted to bring!

He took out a book casually, the cover and inner pages were a little damaged and old, it was obvious that Yang Ying's books were definitely not simple decorations, but indeed often read!

This somewhat made Duan Yun begin to admire Yang Ying a little, all along, Duan Yun felt that Yang Ying's learning relied on talent, but now it seems that this beautiful and moving girl has definitely made unimaginable efforts for her studies!

However, Duan Yun inadvertently found that among these books, there was a very delicately decorated book, which was placed in a pile of old and thick books, which was particularly conspicuous, which couldn't help but arouse Duan Yun's curiosity.

So Duan Yun took out the hardcover booklet, and after opening it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It turned out that this was actually a photo album, which couldn't help but arouse Duan Yun's interest, after all, it was worth the trip to see Yang Xiaohua's private photos today.

Seeing that Yang Ying was still looking for a bag in the kitchen, Duan Yun simply held the photo album, sat down next to the desk, and looked through it carefully.

This is indeed Yang Ying's own treasured photos, open the front page, all of them are photos of Yang Ying and her classmates when she was in school, as well as her appearance when she received the award when she won the award such as three good students.

From primary school to middle school, like a glimpse of time, recording the shining moments of Yang Ying's life, including a photo of her and her parents, but no matter which photo, Yang Ying's face is always a bright smile.

And when Duan Yun flipped the last few pages, he finally made what he thought:

I saw that one of the photos showed a child in diapers, pouting his little ass on the bed 'desperately' crawling towards a red apple, the child stared at a pair of big black eyes, and the corners of his mouth still had crystal saliva, and his appearance was quite flattering.

This couldn't help but arouse Duan Yun's curiosity, so he took out the photo, flipped it over, and there was a slightly blurry line of handwriting written on the back of the photo:

"Huanhuan 100-year-old photo. ”

"Hahaha!" Duan Yun immediately laughed when he saw this line of words, and then his opponent was carrying two snakeskin bags, and Yang Ying, who had just entered the room, asked, "Your nickname is Huanhuan?"

"yes...... You're so annoying!" Yang Ying replied casually, but immediately turned her head to look at Duan Yun, and after finding the photo album in his hand, she instantly waved a pair of small pink fists and pounced on Duan Yun.

"Oops, you tap ......"

"Give it to me!Who allowed you to touch my photo album!" Yang Ying stepped forward and snatched the 'hundred-year-old photo' from Duan Yun's hand, her pretty face turned red, and after hammering Duan Yun's chest a few times with her small fist, she ordered: "Hurry up and work!"

"Hahaha, Sao Rui Saorui, I also accidentally saw it......" Seeing Yang Ying holding the photo album with both hands at this time, her little face was flushed, so she quickly explained two sentences and began to pack those books.

In the end, after Duan Yun put all the books into the sack, Yang Ying's complexion softened.

"Grab these two bags, and we're ready to go. Yang Ying pointed to the two bags containing books on the ground with her hand and instructed Duan Yun.

"I'll go, it's so heavy......" Carrying the two snakeskin bags weighing hundreds of pounds, Duan Yun had a 'bitter look' on his face, pouted and said to Yang Ying: "I said it's too unfair, let me help you carry such a heavy thing, you don't have to do any work, don't you say that men and women are equal......

"Who said I don't work?" At this time, Yang Ying picked up her beautiful sheep pillow from her bed, waved it in front of Duan Yun, and said with a smile: "I'll take this thing!"