Zhang Liuling stayed in her mother's Mrs. Zhang's room for a while, and then passed through the hall, the maid of the Zhang family happened to be upstairs to pack some old things, and when she saw Zhang Liuling, she said, "Liuling, I'm packing some things, see if there are any things in the room upstairs that you want."

Zhang Liuling has always lived abroad with Shi Nian, and rarely comes back to live, so the house here is basically furnished, no one lives, probably some old things have been backlogged for too long, and they are easy to be dusted, so the maid is cleaning things, and Mrs. Zhang is thinking that although he and Shi Nian have returned to China recently, they will not live here, so this room is intended to be vacated for Zhang Jiawen as a wedding room. 、

When Zhang Liuling heard this, he said, "Okay, I'll go upstairs and have a look."

The servant carried some books outside to dry, while Zhang Liuling went upstairs, and he went to his room after getting upstairs.

His room is the largest room in the entire Zhang family, which contains a lot of household registrations, a large number of foreign literature, and domestic classical literature.

His gaze wandered around the room, and there was basically nothing special.

At this time, the servant who was drying books downstairs came up and said to him, "I have taken all the books in the corner to dry, and I have not touched the rest of the things in the room."

Zhang Liuling snorted, his eyes fell on a desk in the room, the desk was dark mahogany, very classical, he was about to get the books on the table to check, the maid who was cleaning up in the room suddenly screamed.

Zhang Liuling looked over.

While the maid was tidying up at the dresser, something fell.

Zhang Liuling asked, "What's wrong?"

The servant said, "Why is a comb falling out of here?"

Then the servant immediately bent down and picked up the comb from the ground, put it in the palm of his hand and observed, "How come I have never seen this comb before?"

Zhang Liuling walked over and took the comb from the servant's hand, the comb was an ebony comb, and a small row of rabbits were carved on it, like the zodiac of the owner of the comb.

The servant said quite strangely, "Liu Ling, you and Shi Nian haven't lived here, how can there be a comb here?"

Zhang Liuling put the comb in his hand and kept watching, his thumb rubbed over the row of little rabbits, his eyes stared for a long time, his rubbing fingertips stopped, he tightened the comb slightly in his hand, and said with a light face: "Who should have accidentally stuffed this side."

The servant thought to herself, too, that there had never been a woman living in this house, and when did she come out with a comb that she had never seen before?

And the house had not been seen for a long time, and when the servant went to clean it, some long hair swept out of the corner.

It's weird, it's like someone has lived here for a long time.

Zhang Liuling saw the servant standing there and wondered, and said, "Empty all the things, I don't have anything to keep here."

The servant immediately replied, "Okay...... Okay."

The maid continued to clean up, but Zhang Liuling didn't stay in the room for long and walked out.

Zhang Liuling stayed at Zhang's house for a while, and then he left Zhang's house and went to the Jiangnan apartment, his car was driven directly in, and then he entered the elevator, and the elevator went upstairs directly, when he reached the sixteenth floor, he walked out of the elevator, and then walked towards a door, he pressed the doorbell, but did not answer, he did not press again, so he directly pressed the combination lock to open the door and walked in.

I found it quiet inside, as if no one was there.

The hourly workers have already cleaned it, so everything looks neat and tidy, and there is no mess like before.

It's Saturday, and she shouldn't have to go to class in the afternoon.

So Zhang Liuling walked towards the bedroom again, there was still no one in the bedroom, and he didn't look for it again, but turned around and walked towards the sofa in the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Jiang Yue didn't come back until four o'clock in the afternoon, she had just opened the door, and when she saw the people inside, she was stunned.

Zhang Liuling was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Uncle Zhang?"

Jiang Yue probably didn't expect him to be here.

And Zhang Liuling had already closed the book in his hand

After a long time of magazines, he looked at her and asked, "Where have you been?"

Jiang Yue really didn't expect him to come over today, after all, he didn't mention it at all yesterday, and he was coming over today.

Jiang Yue was caught off guard for a moment, and stood there without moving.

Zhang Liuling looked at her appearance and frowned: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yue immediately smiled and said, "It's nothing."

Then she jumped up to him like a rabbit: "Why did you come?"

Zhang Liuling waited for her here for almost an afternoon: "Didn't you have no class this afternoon?"

Jiang Yue said, "I went out with my classmates for a while, do you drink water, Uncle Zhang?"

The first time he took the initiative to come here, Jiang Yue really didn't react, she thought she should pretend to be well-behaved.

Zhang Liuling didn't expect her to have such a considerate and virtuous scene, he raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Okay, the tea is better."

Jiang Yue didn't have tea, she said, "I only have ice water here, okay?"

She squirmed for a moment.

"It's not impossible." He answered her.

Jiang Yue smiled like a little fox, her eyes flashed, and she said, "I'll pour it for you."

Zhang Liuling sat there without moving, his eyes following her.

Where will Jiang Yue greet guests, pouring water is just a cup from the table, and then taking out the mineral water in the refrigerator and pouring it into the cup, it can be regarded as completing the production of a glass of water.

She came with a glass of water, and then went to him and said, "Here."

Zhang Liuling naturally didn't expect her to be able to get him a cup of tea and coffee, he took the cup from her hand, and when he received it, his hand stroked the cup.

Jiang Yue asked, "Is this temperature okay?"

"Ice water, is there any other temperature besides ice?"

Jiang Yue stood beside him and watched for a while, then sat down beside him and said, "I'm going to test the temperature."

Then she leaned over and pressed her face closer to his cup, her lips resting on the rim of the cup in his hand, but her eyes were fixed on him and she smiled at him.

Zhang Liuling looked at him quietly.

After a while, her lips took a sip of ice water from the mouth of the cup, and after swallowing, her lips moved away from the mouth of the cup, and her movement was very small, and her lips fell on his hand again, and the lips stained with the temperature of ice water kissed the joints of each of his fingers.

Like a little fox licking it.

Zhang Liuling looked at her with low eyes.

After Jiang Yue's lips stopped on his wrist, she smiled at him, like a dog waiting for her master's praise, but at the same time with a silent temptation.

After a long while, Zhang Liuling suppressed the deep meaning in his eyes, withdrew his hand from her lips, and then said, "Sit down."

The tone is a little serious, but it is a little soft, not like the usual seriousness.