My wife is pure and pure

[Be confident, don't doubt it, if you don't get worn out, it's fine with me. 】

The female voice in her head confirmed Luo Mingyu's guess, and then added an explanation.

【Eh!In other words, there is no one you can offend. Didn't the worst kid I remember make you froth?So you might as well think about opening some, anyway, you can't afford to mess with anyone, right? 】

These words seemed comforting, but her tone and attitude were clearly ridiculing and having fun.

Rather than expecting her to say something serious, it would be better to hope that when the day comes, Aunt Bai will be able to speak lightly and not bully herself too badly because she is an elder.

Chapter 310

Luo Mingyu's expectation is unavoidably a bit whimsical.

Aunt Bai's title of aunt would never be a reason to be merciful to her subordinates.

Or rather, the satisfaction of bullying the juniors is the true portrayal of her inner feelings at that time.

Luo Mingyu doesn't believe in anyone's integrity, and she will no longer naively believe that her begging for mercy can lead to peaceful coexistence.

I'm afraid it's not that the louder I cry, the more excited they are.

It is estimated that only a girl like Yan Jue who is as pure as a piece of white paper may have followed this set at the beginning.

And such a pure girl is not very common among all mission objectives.

On the contrary, there are many scheming girls who put on airs will deliberately use such a persona to gain Luo Mingyu's trust.

But Yan Jue was different from them, she really didn't understand, or she didn't have that much thought.

Luo Mingyu could feel that her little deskmate so far believed that her feelings for her were definitely at the stage of classmates and friends.

Even though Luo Mingyu gave her a lot of benefits these days that Ji Huihe could make a certain cute one cry, the mentality of the little deskmate still failed to awaken.

Maybe she already had a little throbbing in the depths of her heart, but she obviously had a different view of controlling her superficial consciousness.

How else could Luo Mingyu say that she was innocent.

In fact, she is more like a junior high school girl who has just begun to fall in love. She can feel something ignorantly, but she will not easily admit and face herself.

Maybe it's because of any concerns, maybe it's because of the confusion about the unknown, or maybe it's just shyness.

Yan Jue is a very simple and pure girl, so simple that even when she wants to use Luo Mingyu as a material to comfort herself, she can grit her teeth and suck it back abruptly.

You must know that she only had the last thin layer of fabric as an obstacle at that time, and she was able to hold back with great self-control.

This is called Bing Qing Yu Jie.

The dinner came to an end soon, and Ms. Ding Lan was very happy seeing that there was almost no food left on the table.

This is not only an affirmation of her craftsmanship, but also avoids waste. Everyone who cooks is willing to see such a scene, and it is not in vain for her to work for so long.

"Xiaoyan, why don't you just stay here, Mingran's room is still empty."

Sure enough, Ms. Ding Lan still spoke out to keep Bai Yan who was about to leave. This was not a polite word, she really hoped so. Although there was a big difference in age, Ms. Ding Lan and Aunt Bai did get along very well.

She also sincerely wants to get along well with this younger sister who is between the junior and the same generation.

"No Miss Lan, I have to go back to prepare lesson plans and have self-study tomorrow morning."

Aunt Bai's answer was also within Luo Mingyu's expectations. For her, today's harvest is not small, and it is not wise to move forward at this time.

Bai Yan has always had to be moderate and subtle, rather than taking her down in one go, she would rather boil the frog in warm water to make people sink in a little bit.

Luo Mingyu has already seen through this point, and she has been following the vigilant Aunt Bai's Huairou offensive.

"Okay, then it's dark and drive safely."

"Don't worry, Sister Lan, I'm smart, don't send it back, bye ~ Xiao Yu will see you tomorrow~"

"Goodbye, Aunt Bai~"

Aunt Bai finally waved her hand at Luo Mingyu, and closed the anti-theft door of the house after seeing off the family of three and a dog.

With the closing of the anti-theft door and the sound of Aunt Bai's footsteps leaving farther and farther away, Luo Mingyu's sense of nervousness and panic when she was suddenly attacked finally dissipated completely.

Her state was visibly relaxed, and a feeling of exhaustion climbed up her whole body.

Even though it was only eight o'clock, she had the idea of ​​crawling back to bed and taking a good rest.

It was a good rest day, but it became extremely bad because of Bai Yan's arrival.

She had reached the stage of visiting, even sitting on her own bed.

Even though she is still not impatient to have any physical contact with her, her eyes and some subtle hints that seem plausible all stimulate Luo Mingyu's sensitive heart.

It always gives people an illusion that I seem to be interested in her.

If it wasn't for Luo Mingyu's foresight and knowledge honed through countless battles, she would really have such an illusion.

As a result, I fell into the self-blame that I would have such superfluous thoughts for people who are elders, and then I will become better because of it.

As long as her mood is disturbed, all kinds of means and methods will become extremely effective.

So no matter when and where, trying to maintain a calm mind is something Luo Mingyu always reminds herself.

Walking back to the bedroom, Luo Mingyu, who was exhausted physically and mentally, lay sprawled on the mattress.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, while considering how long it would be appropriate for him to take a shower after lying down, he felt distressed at how quickly this rare holiday passed by today.

The mentality of tonight and the mentality of last night are completely two extremes.

After dawdling for a while, Luo Mingyu got up and went to the bathroom, untied the rubber band that tied the ponytail, and took off the two layers of clothing that she had just put on.

I slipped into the bathtub and enjoyed the last few hours of free time during the holiday.

The slightly scalding bath water soaked the girl's body in it, and the pantothenic acid body became softer and weaker in it.

The good blood circulation quickly dyed Luo Mingyu's face with a faint blush, and the warm and moist water vapor swayed in her crystal eyes, she just soaked and soaked like this...

It wasn't until his fingers started to wrinkle that he struggled to get out of the bathtub.

After roughly snoring a few times with a bath towel, Luo Mingyu wrapped it around her body. It was not very comfortable to put on underwear before her body was completely dry.

And it's not just drying with a towel.

Either let it dry a bit more, or blow it with the hair dryer, considering that the latter operation is really a little shameful for girls.

Therefore, Luo Mingyu still prefers to choose the more troublesome natural air-drying method, which can be dried quickly in the air where there is no grass.

At least that's the case with the water on the surface.

In addition, Luo Mingyu also wrapped a very absorbent towel around her head, and girls' hair was always a headache after taking a shower.

But fortunately, Luo Mingyu can take advantage of this free time to apply a mask that he bought from Ms. Ding Lan before.

Even if my skin is already supple and tender enough.

Chapter 310 Seeking Truth and Pragmatic Rigor

Luo Mingyu skillfully tore open the packaging bag of the mask, took out the sticky white mask inside, unfolded it, put it on her face in front of the mirror, then raised her head and patted the remaining juice in the bag little by little. On top of the mask, press on the uneven parts of the mask.

Luo Mingyu also attaches great importance to taking care of herself.

There's nothing wrong with girls being pretty. If it wasn't for the fact that it was unsafe, Luo Mingyu would definitely make herself look like a thief.

One day at a time.

So Luo Mingyu is hugged and loved by those equally beautiful and lovely ladies all day long, is it just because of her good looks?

Yes, otherwise.

It can't be more appreciative of her inner self.

There may be such people, but if they don't have such a youthful and beautiful playful bag, then it is very likely that they will not appreciate the inner primordial power and momentum.

To put it bluntly, Luo Mingyu never believed in the so-called love at first sight, it was nothing more than pure love at first sight.

Sticking the sticky and cold mask on his face made Luo Mingyu wake up a lot after being a little dazed due to the hot bath just now.

She took out her mobile phone and reluctantly clicked on the alarm clock on it.

Wait, I don't need to be on duty next week, eh!Can sleep 10 minutes more!

Thinking of adding another 10 minutes here.

This can be regarded as Luo Mingyu's rare joy when facing tomorrow's Monday.

For a brief moment, Luo Mingyu was very happy, but then she had to smooth the mask on her face again.

15 minute later.

Luo Mingyu tore off the mask from his face and washed his face. He touched it involuntarily, and it did feel better and smoother.

It would be an exaggeration to say that Shi Qingyun, that bad woman, is probably going to be slippery when she sits on it now~

【Really?I do not believe. 】

[I really have no sense of humor. 】

[This is called truth-seeking and pragmatic rigor. 】

Luo Mingyu rolled her eyes at the female voice who didn't understand her humor at all, then took off the towel on her head, took the hair dryer and started blowing her hair.

Blowing hair is a physical effort, especially for a weak girl like Luo Mingyu who doesn't have much strength in her arms and legs.

Holding a hair dryer for ten minutes or so is really strenuous, and every time Luo Mingyu finishes blowing her hair, she feels her arms are sore and swollen.

But today she is blessed.

Just when she just raised the hair dryer in her hand, Ms. Ding Lan opened the door and walked in.

She was wearing the same body that she usually practiced yoga at home, and she was also slightly sweaty after exercising.

Luo Mingyu looked up at her mother.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

For Ms. Ding Lan who suddenly came over empty-handed, Luo Mingyu felt strange. Normally, when she pushed the door open like this, Ms. Ding Lan would usually bring herself some fruit or something.

But today, he looked like he was ready to have something to talk to himself.