An Bai, who was sitting on the bed, looked up at Lu Rongrong who was full of anger in front of him.

Her hands were slightly clenched into fists, and her angry eyes were full of unfamiliar hostility towards him, because she was just excited to see her chest rise and fall violently, and the sound of her heartbeat could also be heard very clearly by An Bai.

Such a deer Rongrong is like treating him as a moth to destroy her family, and she has the idea of destroying him at any time. In this way, An Bai opened his mouth, wanting to say something but closing up.

He pursed his thin lips, and then immediately stood up from the bed, his hands into his trouser pockets with skillful movements, and looked at Lu Rongrong calmly.

"Then you can rest first, I'll go upstairs first." Lu Rongrong is a head shorter than An Bai, and he bows his head slightly when he speaks.

After speaking, he left without hesitation, and when he closed the door, he was light-footed, for fear of annoying Lu Rongrong.

After An Bai left, Lu Rongrong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the edge of the bed to calm down for a while, but the taste in his heart was mixed, and he felt that his attitude towards An Bai just now seemed to be too much.

Suddenly.

She suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly left the edge of the bed to rummage through the closet.

Five minutes later.

Third floor.

"Knock Knock ......"

An Bai was connecting the computer plug in the room, and when he heard the door ring, he paused before opening the door.

The door opened, and Lu Rongrong was holding a large pile of bedding. She held a futon, a cover, a sheet, a pillowcase, and a white and soft pillow that half of her face was obscured.

Maybe he had just been murdered by Lu Rongrong, An Bai looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of his bedroom with bedding, and his face was surprised.

"You ......" An Bai pointed to the push of supplies and asked, "What is this for?" ”

Lu Rongrong's face was flushed, his eyes quickly turned away from An Bai, and said seriously: "I see that your suitcase can't fit the quilt, right?" ......" she stuffed all the things into An Bai's arms, and continued: "This is for you first, so as not to catch a cold at night!" ”

After the words fell, she hurried down the third floor without any stop.

In autumn, it can still be very cool at night. Although Lu Rongrong is coarse but careful, she paid attention to An Bai's small suitcase at night, and the 60 cm suitcase alone would definitely not fit the quilt, so she sent him these.

An Bai looked at her back in a daze, and her face suddenly bloomed, "It seems that you still care about me." ”

When he moved things from Ji's house, he really didn't take bedding, although it was light but too big, he was troublesome, and only stuffed a few sets of clothes in the suitcase. Originally, he planned to settle down here and take some time to buy it, but he forgot about it later.

After this night.

Lu Rongrong and An Bai got along lukewarmly, and after that night, An Bai never set foot on the second floor again.

Due to Lu Rongrong's brain and waist injuries, she asked the company for leave in the past two days and devoted herself to recuperating at home and tutoring dusty homework. Chenchen's mathematical foundation is poor, and sometimes when she encounters difficult problems, Lu Rongrong explains several times and Chenchen still can't understand it, so she comes to the fire and scolds a few more words.

Perhaps it was because there were too many worries in the past few days that Lu Rongrong kept nagging about the dust, causing An Bai, who was drawing the design drawings upstairs, to be absent-minded, and could only take the risk of "avoiding forbiddenness" to come to the second floor.

When he walked to the door, he saw Lu Rongrong poking Chenchen's head with a pen. Maybe it was because he was trained by Lu Rongrong all morning, and Chenchen sat there crying with his voice suppressed, and glanced at Lu Rongrong cautiously from time to time, for fear that she would beat herself again.

At that time, An Bai frowned in vain, put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood at the door and said coldly: "How can you teach children like this? ”