Chapter 211: Like a Little Woman Who Just Learned to Love

The so-called wicked people have their own wicked grind, probably this is the truth.

Ling Feifei abruptly got out of bed and helped the suitcase on the ground. She glared fiercely at Feng Ling's face again. The latter just gave her a cold look, and Ling Feifei immediately shrank her shoulders. , bit her lip, and reluctantly took the suitcase back to her own bed.

Ji Nuan's smile was very light, and she ignored them, sitting on the bed with a book and reading, but like the daytime, she couldn't concentrate.

The rainstorm was still falling outside the window. In order not to affect Ji Nuan's normal study and life in T University, Feng Ling never came to greet Ji Nuan or got too familiar with her. Now Ling Feifei and Bai Wei are also focusing on her. , Ji Nuan can just sit quietly on the bed for a while.

"The black belt in Taekwondo is already very powerful, but there are still fighting martial arts and shooting?" Bai Wei looked at Feng Ling in black with a little surprise, and tried to chat with her.

Feng Ling glanced at her lightly, remembering that Ji Nuan had said about the situation and personalities of the two roommates in this dormitory, she gave Bai a slight nod, not cold but not too warm, it was a simple greeting.

Ling Feifei sat beside the bed and whispered: "We are the girls' dormitory, and Professor Lin actually let a male wife come in. I doubt her sexual orientation. I guess I won't be able to go back to the dormitory after taking a shower and changing clothes..."

As if he didn't hear it, Feng Ling kicked the extra trash can beside the bed with one foot: "Whose? Take it."

Ling Feifei glanced at it, her face became even more livid, just as she was about to scold, she raised her eyes to meet Feng Ling's eyes, and immediately bit her lip, angrily dragging the trash can that was almost overturned. Under his bed, he scolded in a low voice unwillingly, "Psychopath!"

...

The next day, because of the heavy rain yesterday, the weather was a little cold today. Ji Nuan went back to the off-campus apartment to pick up his coat after class.

Ji Nuan still held a trace of Mo Jingshen until he opened the door. Maybe he didn't leave yesterday. He may have changed to the hope that the afternoon plane was also stopped in T city by the rainstorm. After all, Mo Jingshen had never been angry with her, maybe it was only temporarily I didn't want to care about her, so I ignored her, as long as she was more sincere and explained to him when we met again—

The door was pushed open, and two packed suitcases were neatly placed in the living room.

Other than that, there was no one there.

Ji Nuan stood at the door, and her heart sank instantly.

He said before that if she wanted to live in the dormitory, she would order someone to pack her luggage and send it to her. It was up to her whether she wanted to rent the apartment or sell it.

He really did what he said, her luggage should have been packed yesterday, but it was not sent to her due to the rainstorm.

She reluctantly turned around the rooms again, and then found that the traces of Mo Jingshen's birthday for her were also erased one by one, the traces left by the fireworks on the balcony, the thick cream scent wafting in the room, the kitchen The few cakes that had not been eaten, including the chocolate dolls she carefully placed on the plate, were all taken away and left.

Ji Nuan sat on the sofa without saying a word, looking at this half-familiar and half-unfamiliar room to her, Mo Jingshen watched TV with her here, pressed her against the window and kissed her for twenty-one The next scene suddenly seemed to be just a dream. There was only a faint smell of air freshener in the warm and comfortable apartment, and everything made her estranged and unfamiliar.

Feng Ling was still waiting downstairs. Ji Nuan packed up and took out the suitcase by herself. The suitcase was heavy and it was a little hard to carry. When she got downstairs, Feng Ling saw the luggage in her hand and hurried over. .

"Mrs. Mo?"

"I don't know if the cabinet in the bedroom can hold my luggage." Ji Nuan said flatly.

Feng Ling frowned: "Although Mr. Mo is trying to get angry with you, you don't need to really embarrass yourself, this apartment is in your name, it doesn't matter if you leave your luggage here, you don't need to take it to the bedroom. "

Ji Nuan's bones are still somewhat stubborn.

It was only now that she fully realized that Mo Jingshen was really with her.

What was it that annoyed him?

divorce? Or who would he choose to spend the rest of his life with?

Ji Nuan moved the suitcase to the car with some difficulty. Feng Ling saw that Ji Nuan was also aroused by a stubborn temper, so he glanced helplessly and turned to help her carry it.

"No, I'll do it myself." Ji Nuan avoided her hand and carried the things into the car by herself.

Afterwards, Ji Nuan leaned against the car and panted for a while, with all the emotions left in her mind. Finally, she suddenly took out her mobile phone and glanced at Mo Jingshen's personal mobile phone number in the recent call records. Suddenly the phone was called.

However, after the call was made, there was only a beep on the phone, Ji Nuan felt like she was shocked, and then she looked at the trunk in the car, and suddenly hung up the phone again.

Feng Ling watched from the side: "..."

Why do I feel that Ji Nuanping was fine when he was calm and rational, but he really encountered a problem. She was like a little woman who just learned to love. The first time she got angry and quarreled for the first time, she suddenly messed up the rules. Know how to make peace.

Even she could see that if Ji Nuan really called now and said a few words, Mr. Mo would definitely be relieved.

But obviously this is just a bystander, Ji Nuan is alone in the emotional confusion, and he has lost his way.

Although the phone only rang once, Ji Nuan was sure that it must have been connected just now.

About ten minutes later, her cell phone remained silent, no calls were received, and there was no news.

Feng Ling had already got into the car and saw Ji Nuan leaning on the back of the car in a trance: "Mrs. Mo, are you still leaving?"

"Let's go..." Ji Nuan lowered his eyes, put the phone in his pocket, and returned to the car.

Feng Ling's hand was on the steering wheel, and in the blink of an eye, Ji Nuan's face was clearly written in a very bad mood.

"Are you sure you want to take your luggage back to the bedroom? This apartment..."

"Take it first. The apartment is in my name, but I didn't buy it. Leave it empty for now and talk about it later."

"Actually, Mrs. Mo, you can be with Mo..."

"Feng Ling, I have a headache, go to sleep, you can call me again when T is big." Knowing that T is very close to here, and it only takes a few minutes to drive, Ji Nuan still closed her eyes and put her head on the No more talking on the window.

"Have a headache again? Did you really get hit with a concussion that day? Go to the hospital?"

"No, I've been having headaches and drowsiness recently. Maybe it's because I'm not acclimatized to the conditions in City T, and I'm busy with school, so that's why." Ji Nuan closed her eyes and said lightly, "Let's drive."