Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 35 Whose Shirt Is

"okay."

Mucheng nodded, and picked up the bag on the side.

When she got up, Di Yao also stood up. His walking is better now. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that there is anything unusual about his legs.

The driver drove the car, both of them sat in the back, and they didn't speak all the way.

Inside the carriage, there was silence.

Mucheng looked outside, and really couldn't figure out why he sent her away.

Looking out of the car window, the scenery that has been falling backwards.

"Just stop here!"

Seeing that they were about to reach the school gate, Mucheng hurriedly asked the driver to stop.

The driver stopped the car, Mucheng got out of the car, and when she closed the door, she said softly to Di Yao inside: "Don't get down, thank you for sending me here."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left chicly.

She was wearing a long bright yellow dress today, she turned slightly, and the corners of the skirt fluttered.

A bright circle of light spun out, and Di Yao sat in the car, silently looking out the window.

His gaze was fixed on her for a long while, until he could no longer see her figure, then he asked the driver to drive back.

Mucheng walked in the campus, looking at the lush trees on both sides of the boulevard, her mood improved a little.

It seems that only when you come to school will you have that feeling of freedom.

She walked for a while, stopped, and looked behind her again.

nobody.

She frowned suspiciously, always feeling that someone was following her.

Could it be that after being with someone like Di Yao for a long time, he became so neurotic?

She laughed at herself and continued to walk forward.

There was no class after one class, and Mucheng didn't want to go back.

So I went to the library, looking for a book to read.

As she walked, she felt that someone was following her again.

But looking back, there was no one there.

She frowned, took the book and found a place near the window to read it.

Probably the silence in the library is too much, and I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous when I'm with Di Yao.

After reading for a while, I fell asleep on the table.

I don't know how long it took before I was woken up by someone patting me.

Mucheng opened her misty eyes and looked at the person in front of her, it was Di Yao.

She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"Why are you here!?"

How embarrassing that he caught him sleeping in the library.

"go back."

Di Yao glanced at her indifferently, and said something coldly.

"Uh... well."

Mucheng nodded and suddenly noticed that a male shirt was covering her shoulders.

The plaid cotton shirt seems to exude a sunshine flavor.

Seeing this shirt, Mu Cheng's eyes froze slightly.

She looked at Di Yao again, this will not be his, I am afraid that she will freeze to death sleeping here, and he will not care about herself.

But... whose shirt is this? ?
Mucheng stood up holding the shirt, and looked around suspiciously.

"Throw it away."

Seeing her grabbing the shirt, Di Yao's voice became deeper.

Mucheng clenched her hands tightly, and there was a feeling in her heart that was pulling her.

Why, this shirt will give her a familiar feeling.

"No, I don't know who it is, I want to return it to someone else."

Mucheng shook her head.

"you!"

Di Yao narrowed his eyes, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

He pulled Mucheng and leaned against the French window on one side.

(End of this chapter)