Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time

Chapter 247 The Drawer in the Second Bedroom

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more worried she became, she propped her chin and sighed.

She thinks that during the past few months of dating, she has figured out Jiaohua's preferences.He probably likes the generous and occasionally shy type of senior she shows. If he finds out that her real personality is actually a wretched type, what will she do?
While thinking about it, she bit the cake, and after eating one piece, she wanted to reach for the second piece, but just as she touched it, she remembered what Fu Ran said before going upstairs, so she put down the soft cake cruelly, stood up and prepared to go up Help clean up and earn performance points.

The door of the bedroom was ajar, it was quiet, no sound could be heard from outside.

Ye Mian put her ear on the door, and could only hear the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom inside, Jiaohua was probably wringing out a towel.

She looked inside through the crack of the door, and the big bed in the middle of the room was still clean, with no sheets or quilts. There was a trash can beside the bed, which was full of things like paper shells, and the suitcase was placed on the desk as it was. On the side, I didn't even press down on the lever.

More places were blocked by the door, so she couldn't see it. She wanted to open the door to get a better look, but the sound of water in the bathroom stopped suddenly, followed by the sound of slippers coming out.

Ye Mian didn't know why her forehead twitched, but her first reaction when she heard this voice was to back away in fear and then tiptoe to hide to the side.

Those who knew thought she was the second owner of the room, and those who didn't know thought she was acting as a thief while the owner wasn't here.

She ran out several meters cautiously, with her back pressed against the wall and her hands pressed against her heart, panting silently.

Fortunately, Jiaohua didn't seem to have any plans to open the door and come out, probably because she didn't hear the sound of her running away just now.

At this time, she looks stupid/forced.

She was concentrating on cleaning the house, but for no reason, she ran up the stairs with a guilty conscience to peek at him, but was startled and frightened and hid to the side. The key is that the place to hide was on the wall of the corridor. As long as Fu Ran opened the door, she would You can see her wretchedly pasting oil paintings on the wall, from beginning to end it is her embarrassing one-man show alone.

She stopped patting her heart, feeling that she shouldn't be so retarded.

Anyway, she is an old senior who has slept in that bedroom, slept in that bed, and even the owner of this apartment, so calm and calm is the temperament she should show.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and looked around "relaxedly".

She hid at the door of the second bedroom.

The door wasn't locked, so she grabbed the doorknob and twisted it lightly.

The second bedroom space is much smaller, simple and clean, just a bed, a wardrobe and a desk, and nothing is left there. The windows are equipped with white gauze curtains, and there is a small pot of prickly pears on the window sill.The window was open, and when the wind blew, the white gauze curtain floated up and caressed the simple bookshelf on the desk next to it.

This is the standard room for clean boys in school days.Putting a guitar on the edge of the window sill, she could almost imagine how eye-catching the boy in the white shirt was sitting on the desk leaning on the window sill and strumming the strings of the guitar.

She carefully turned around the room twice, and her eyes fell on the small locked drawer on the desk.

The small black lock was opened, but it was not taken out and was still hanging on the drawer.

Who opened it?
It must not be the cleaning aunt, the bedroom doors are closed, and the aunt cannot come in.Jiaohua probably wouldn't have left the lock open for two months so sloppily, since he could only have opened it just after he came back.

As soon as I came back, I hurried over and opened the lock, but I still hung the lock on it and closed it tightly, and the key was not there, so... what is inside?
She became interested, and couldn't help but want to open it to have a look, and her hand was already eager to touch the small lock on the drawer.

Take off the small lock, and then open the drawer...

"Why are you here?"

Fu Ran's voice suddenly sounded behind him, Ye Mian trembled in fright, and there was a clear sound when his hand touched the key.

She immediately turned around and leaned her back against the drawer, with a guilty "ah".

"I, I want to help you clean up."

Why the fuck did Wo act so panicked and guilty? !Shouldn't she have calmly made a gesture of wanting to see if there are other girls' photos hidden in her boyfriend's drawer? !
She thought about reloading and doing it again, with a forced smile on her face, and looked up at his expression.

Fu Ran raised her brows and stared straight at her. He was still holding a folded blue towel in his hand, and was wiping his hands every now and then.

"Help me clean up? No need."

"How can I be willing to do this, senior sister?"

Ye Mian: "...hehe."

Ye Mian, look at it, what a good opportunity to flirt, but you turned it into a situation where you have a guilty conscience and are being interrogated, do you have a conscience? !
pain!Of course it hurts!It hurts too much to breathe.

Now she put her hands back on the table, squeezed out an awkward smile, and said, "I just want to see that your drawer is not locked, and I'm going to lock it for you."

"Drawer?" Fu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and the action of wiping his hands with a towel stopped, his Adam's apple slipped, and his tone paused, "Do you want to see it?"

Ye Mian hesitated for a second, then shook her head decisively, "No need."

Although it's okay to talk about bed in love, and the relationship is probably in place, but who doesn't have privacy?

She has little secrets that she can't tell Jiaohua, so what if Jiaohua has a little privacy? !
So she continued to shake her head and repeated, "It's really not necessary."

"Ang, really don't want to watch?"

"Don't look at it."

Fu Ran clicked his tongue lightly, and she actually heard regret from it, "That's fine."

"Since you don't look, come here," he held the towel in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand towards her, "accompany me to the next door."

Without hesitation, she immediately stretched out her hand to grab him, let him hold him tightly, and led her out of the second bedroom.

Fu Ran brought her into the master bedroom, held the handle of the suitcase with one hand, turned sideways to face her,
"Can you help me tidy up my clothes?"

He pointed to the closet, "Just put it in. If you want, can you make the sheets too?"

She nodded reservedly.

I am willing, Jiaohua!Even if you have an ulterior secret, I am willing to do these housework for you within my ability. It is best to give me the most personal clothes and bed sheets and let me serve you wholeheartedly!Let you wear a t-shirt and sleep on the sheets as if you can feel the soft touch of my palm f passing over your body!
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Fu Ran: (satisfied smile with raised eyebrows) If the sheets and clothes can pass through the hands of the senior sister, I will feel that this room is full of her smell.

Ye Mian: If I could own Jiaohua's clothes and sheets...what about my shower gel, shampoo and perfume?Be sure to let my beloved Jiaohua just lie on this bed or put on clothes, it is the same as hugging me and kissing me!

Ah, that's all I can do for my heroes and heroines.

(End of this chapter)