She knew he had taken her.

After Xiao Yu opened the door, she squinted her eyes and looked at it.

Moonlight broke into the floor-to-ceiling windows in large areas, illuminating half of the living room.

She said vaguely: "Xiao Yu, your house is so bright, isn't it comfortable to take a nap?" ”

Immediately, the meaning of home to him was different.

"Tomorrow you feel it."

"Okay."

He took her back to the bedroom.

The boy's bedroom was like his own, simple and clean from the corners.

The bed is a white sea blue headboard, the bed is not wide, a single bed of 1.5 meters, and there is a spotless floor mat next to the bed.

The wardrobe and desk are all set with the bedside, and the desk is in front of the window, on which are neatly placed study materials with countless bookmarks.

The girl seemed to be a waste, and Xiao Yu helped take off her coat and shoes.

It was just that when he carefully put her on the bed, his arm touched her foot.

She came from the south, wearing thin mint green socks and breathable white sneakers for summer, and her feet were very icy in the cold winter.

Covering the quilt for her, he left for a long time, and Jiang Ye Nahe was almost asleep.

But there was also a consciousness, that is, the quilt next to her feet was moved by Xiao Yu, and then a warm water bag with just the right temperature was placed at her feet.

Her little head burrowed into the quilt like a kitten.

How could Xiao Yu be so gentle.

I remember that when I was a child, my grandmother took care of her food, clothing and daily life, and the waste firewood and Chu focused on participating, and in the fourth grade of primary school, my grandmother went to other places, and she began to stand on her own.

In addition, the living conditions will be better in the future, and the things that can be solved with money, He Chu will never rely on his hands.

Such thoughtfulness is unthinkable, and waste firewood He Chu can't even think of it.

The surrounding air was filled with the faint scent of grass on Xiao Yu's body, and even the quilt not only had the scent of grass, but also other faint fragrances.

It was as if it was the smell he had received from his bath and sleep.

suddenly remembered the emotional question mentioned by Ma Lingling, in fact...... She could have nodded her head in acknowledgement.

After Xiao Yu went to clean up and wash, he sat on the floor mat, flashed a small flashlight, and made a physics Olympiad dictionary.

She knew that Xiao Yu was by her side, sleeping peacefully and dreaming constantly.

I don't know how long it has been.

The boy became sleepy, he put down the pen and book in his hand, and the man lay on the bed, his head tilted on his arm.

Looking at the girl's sleeping face with even breathing, he puffed out his cheeks, like a coquette, and said softly: "Little Jiang, I like you so much." ”

The air was quiet for about ten seconds, and the sand sculpture girl suddenly kicked the quilt and muttered: "Five leaders, six, six, six, six, ......"

Xiao Yu blinked, her body slowly stood up, and after covering her with the quilt, she helplessly hooked the corners of her lips.

It's really silly.

Another morning.

Jiang Ye Nahe woke up naturally, every cell in his body was numb and lazy, there was no discomfort after drinking, and he didn't want to get up.

If she hadn't seen an unfamiliar environment, she would have thought she was in her own home in 2029.

If you live in one place for a long time, it seems that people and the earth will also generate magnetic fields.

She sat up from the bed for a few minutes, and saw a pair of lotus root powder cotton slippers on the side of the bed, which should be Xiao Yu's mother's belongings.

got out of bed and pushed the door open, and then caught a glimpse of Xiao Yu holding a dark blue striped quilt and falling asleep on the chaise longue on the sofa.

She scratched her head, although she didn't ask Xiao Yu about his specific height, but Jiang Ling was 184, and Xiao Yu was a little sharper than Jiang Ling, so he should be about 186.

How did he sleep on the sofa so much that I could see pity, and it was pleasing to the eye and could arouse the nature of women.

If you look at him again, his heartbeat will go out of control.

Then she shifted her attention and politely visited his house.

She felt that Xiao Yu had obsessive-compulsive disorder and a slight cleanliness habit.

His home is very clean, everything is arranged in a very regular manner, and even the colors are arranged very comfortably.

However, there is not a single photo of his parents at home, and there is no one of his own.

And the bedroom that he didn't use at home was turned into a study by him, and there was even a piano in it, which was completely covered by a long cover.

Whose instrument could this be, Xiao Yu's?

Although Xiao Yu had a more gentle impression in her heart, what was more profound was his cold and a little ruffian.

Now I can't imagine what kind of temperament he will have when he plays the piano.

Passing by the bookcase, there were some trophies and certificates, but there were no photos either.

One of the trophies caught her attention: the Qin Provincial Junior Sanda Champion, dated 04.

Hey, she has the same trophy, but in 2025, 21 years late.

After a quick glance, she went to the bathroom.

The lighting in the bathroom is also very good, and the color is still simple and clean white.

When you open the door, the sunlight hits you, the door is facing the toilet, and on the right hand side is the sink, and next to the sink is a washing machine.

There is a semi-enclosed shower partition on the right-hand side.

She turned her head to look in the mirror again, and found that there were some things neatly placed on the washing machine, as well as a handwritten note from Xiao Yu: [Toiletries, pajamas are my mother's. 】

A toothbrush with a gray handle, a translucent toiletry cup, a white towel, a compression body soap and shampoo of the same brand, and a set of regular pajamas in lotus pink.

She was a little stunned.

At this moment, she was a little curious about what kind of person Xiao Yu's mother was, with such inferior paternal relatives, she could still educate Xiao Yu so considerately and gently, and she was comprehensive in all aspects.

She took a shower for more than half an hour, and Xiao Yu was still sleeping when she came out.

She stood in the living room for a moment, tiptoed to the couch, and then crouched down.

Xiao Yu covered his body very tightly, like a big dog who had been wronged.

Her gaze gradually moved to his face, there was really no flaw, even the contours of his face were particularly smooth, his eyelashes were dense and thick, and there was one word that could be particularly described: perfect face.

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and changed the QQ remarks for Xiao Yu - Xiao Crying Chirp Eyelash Essence Wanyan Yu.

It's done, and it's boring.

I don't know when Xiao Yu will wake up, what will she do?

His gaze gradually fell on Xiao Yu's black and shiny hair......

……

Xiao Yu seemed to see a puppy staring at him in his consciousness, as if he would stick out his tongue and call him in the face with saliva in the next second.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Ye Nahe holding his mobile phone with both hands, staring at him with big eyes.

His eyes widened and blinked, and she opened them even wider, and blinked again, and then her eyes narrowly glanced at his head.

Got something on your head?

The moment Xiao Yu stretched out his hand from the quilt and touched his head, the girl suddenly showed a panic like a little hamster.

Then he touched it.

Jiang Ye Nahe pierced two "green onions" on the top of his head.

The girl's eyes were round, and she looked like "although I did wrong, you can't be angry with me".

Xiao Yu wasn't angry, he was just curious, how did she do it so awesomely?

In my impression, her father Jiang Ling seems to be reserved in front of the opposite sex.