If you look closely at his earlobes, they are gradually turning red.

Although it is not obvious, it can still be noticed if you look closely.

After picking up the wooden basin, he scooped up the dirty clothes on the side.

After that, without pause, he walked straight in the direction of the outside.

Seeing that he was moving so neatly, Chen Mengtian hurriedly shouted to stop him, "Jiang Zebei! ”

The latter stopped, turning to look at the girl who had stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mengtian held the ginger syrup in his hand with one hand, and pointed to the dirty clothes in his hand with the other.

"This, I'll wash it when I get back, and you can just put it in the dirty laundry basket outside."

Jiang Zebei didn't expect to hear this.

The lightness on his face became a little unnatural, and the corners of his indifferent lips pursed slightly.

"Got it."

Then he left in a panic, and the color of the earlobes deepened by a degree.

Chen Mengtian looked at his back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He only saw Jiang Zebei's flustered footsteps and back, but he didn't notice the unnatural color of his earlobes.

If she looked at each other head-on, she would definitely find that Jiang Zebei's face was slightly flushed at this time.

Although Jiang Zebei is not an ignorant teenager, he can't do such things calmly.

After drinking ginger syrup, Chen Mengtian's little belly was also warm.

Placing the empty bowl on the table in front of the bed, she lay down again.

With a slight pain in her lower stomach, her breathing gradually stabilized.

Chen Mengtian didn't sleep deeply, it was a light sleep.

……

Jiang Zebei put the dirty clothes in the dirty clothes basket.

He adjusted his mentality, recovered his face and emotions, suppressed a trace of weirdness in his heart, and walked towards the courtyard.

There are things in the yard that I bought in the town before.

When he heard the movement of Brother Da Long moving things, he was boiling ginger syrup, so he came out and hurriedly said hello.

Now that the door of the house is closed, Brother Da Long and Aunt Chen have already left.

Jiang Zebei moved the things in the yard to the house in the same way.

After moving his things, he went to the inner room to take a look.

Seeing that Chen Mengtian was asleep, he turned around and continued to tidy up his things.

When he opened the things he had bought from the bookstore, the look in his eyes changed slightly.

Good rice paper, this is the white paper that every reader dreams of.

Exclude, of course, the rich and noble.

Ordinary people can't afford rice paper, and using such paper is definitely extravagant and ruined.

He didn't expect that Chen Mengtian would buy such a good paper.

Rice paper is highly absorbent, thinner than ordinary paper, and not easy to destroy.

It is also very complex to process.

Writing on rice paper, the font is upright, and it feels very tactile when writing.

Ordinary paper does not achieve such a good effect and is easy to destroy.

When writing, as long as the strength of the wrist is not grasped well, the written words will become a black ball.

Jiang Zebei saw that inside the package, there were other ordinary papers, as well as scattered half-knife coarse paper.

He reached out and touched the ordinary paper, feeling the delicacy of the lack of rice paper on it.

Then, he touched the coarse paper on the side.

This coarse paper is scattered, and it looks like a bookstore, because there are many things that come with gifts.

Jiang Zebei classified all the papers and singled out the ordinary papers.

This is what he is going to take with him when he returns to the academy tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Ziyue's matter.

The other party's affairs must be planned in advance.

Zhu Ziyue has no uncle, so I'm afraid there is no one to help him at all.

I'm afraid I don't know how I'm in prison for the past two days.