Chapter 32: My Clothes Are Left
Although Jiang Yining and Zhou Huai slept over and over, they were still afraid of this kind of thing.
Nothing is more important than your own safety.
She didn't even think about changing the house when Zhou Huai removed the door lock, but she had to think about this issue seriously.
Jiang Yining told the proprietress about the lack of underwear hanging outside, and asked her if there was a place to borrow it for a few days.
The proprietress said euphemistically, she couldn't help.
In addition to Jiang Yining, there are three full-time people in the coffee shop, all of whom live in a house specially rented by the proprietress .
It's one thing for her to appreciate Jiang Yining, but she won't make trouble for herself.
"Maybe it's just the wrong one, don't think too much."
Speaking of this, Jiang Yining no longer spoke.
……
Jiang Yining took a leave of absence.
Until she got in the car, she didn't think about where she could go.
Making friends either takes time and energy, or like Zhou Huai, spends money directly.
Jiang Yining doesn't have any of these, so she has no friends.
Looking at the scenery passing by the window, Jiang Yining gritted his teeth, "Master, go to Linjiang Pavilion." ”
She still remembered the password of Linjiang Pavilion, no matter whether Zhou Huai was there or not, she could enter the door.
……
Jiang Yining was indeed frightened by this sudden situation, and he didn't feel safe until the moment he entered the door.
Zhou Huai was not here, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She took away all the clothes and daily necessities she had brought before, she found a piece of Zhou Huai's clothes and went into the bathroom.
Jiang Yining has been taking this bath for a long time, and he was scared last night, and he didn't feel clean.
When she came out of the shower, Zhou Huai was already slumped on the sofa watching TV.
She heard the sound of the TV when she was in the bathroom, but this time she wasn't scared.
This kind of place is not like her small rental house, strangers can't enter, only Zhou Huai can enter.
Jiang Yining looked at Zhou Huai, whose eyes fell on her, and moved her legs uncomfortably, "Why are you here?" ”
Zhou Huai's gaze seemed to be nailed to her, and then the corners of his lips curled.
"Jiang Yining, why are you so thick-skinned?"
Without waiting for Jiang Yining to refute, Zhou Huai said again: "If I'm not mistaken, this is my house, and you are wearing my shirt." ”
He wrinkled his nose and sniffed, and continued, "You still use my toiletries." ”
Every time he said a word, Jiang Yining felt that he was a little shorter.
She approached and sat on the other side of the sand.
"Well, I think I was too serious yesterday, I originally wanted to say that we can discuss the matter of the house, not so quickly, it doesn't look like we're in love at all. You blocked me, and I had to come and apologize to you. ”
Zhou Huai spread his hands, "Apologize?" ”
Jiang Yining got up like a stream, sat down beside Zhou Huai, hugged his arm with both hands, and softened his voice.
"I'm really here to apologize."
Zhou Huai was indifferent.
Jiang Yining had no choice but to turn over and sit on his lap.
"Well, I'm thinking of something else."
She drew circles on his chest with her fingers and spoke in a breathless voice.
Zhou Huai grabbed her hand and squeezed it in his palm.
"Where did you learn it?"
Jiang Yining, "Aren't all the young ladies in Lanting like this?" ”
Zhou Huai stared into her eyes, "They are misses, are you too?" ”
Jiang Yining's heart twitched, and he pressed down the embarrassment with difficulty, and looked at him self-deprecatingly.
"Don't you think so?"
Zhou Huai's face was full of frost, and he sneered, "I don't send flowers and clothes to Miss Lanting." ”
After he finished speaking, he lifted Jiang Yining directly from his body, "I'll take a bath, and you'll disappear when I come out." ”
He paused and glanced at the clothes on Jiang Yining's body, "My clothes are left." ”