I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 364
Zheng Wuxu glanced at the girl who had retreated to the sofa again, and couldn't help saying: "Go wash up."

She obediently obeyed, ran back after washing, dangled in front of him, and told him:
"My name is Nan Luo, I'm 19 years old."

"Ah."

He reacted very lightly, and heard her continue to mutter:
"I live in the Song family opposite the second stone bridge at the eastmost end of Rong Street in the southeast of the city. My job is to teach calligraphy and painting to the two little girls of the Song family. I usually finish teaching them after four o'clock in the afternoon. If you want to come to me, just talk to the porter—"

"I want to see you, but I have to pick you up in person?"

Zheng Wuxu was leaning on the sofa at the moment, with a lazy posture, holding a black and white cover of military and political publications in his hand.

He raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a look of 'you're not busy, you came here to catch me today'.

She hummed and said, "If you don't come to pick me up, then I'll be bored in my free time, and someone else will come to pick me up."

"." There were blue veins on the side of his white forehead, and he really couldn't believe the promise she swore just now.

What did he find for himself?
Is it the kind of soft-spoken, soft-spoken woman who will please men like those cousins ​​of the Zheng family?
Zheng Wuxu glanced at her back in the mirror, and saw her slender wrist protruding from the white frilly cuff, her ten fingers were long and pink, and she was taking off the gauze cap on her head delicately.

Sleeping in a strange man's room, I also have leisure time to loosen my hair elegantly and pick up a wooden comb to tidy up my black hair.

She really doesn't seem like the kind who would please him.

On the contrary, it made him feel that she should be served by others.

The young man finally put down the military and political newspaper in his hand, walked behind the girl, and snatched the boxwood comb from her little hand.

the next morning.

Nanluo heard Zheng Wuxu tell her that Mr. Zheng had already gone out, so she dared to go downstairs to have breakfast. After breakfast, she held her little gauze hat contentedly and waved goodbye to him.

Zheng Wuxu called a car, asked the driver to get off, and took her back to Song's house, which he found after detours in the east of the city.

Before Nanluo got off the car, outside the gate of the Song family, a young man with a fair face and wearing a western-style shirt happened to step down the steps and walk out.

Seeing the car parked in front of the house, the young man came with a trace of doubt on his face, until he saw Nan Luo through the car window, as if a trace of worry had dissipated on his face, he said gently to Nan Luo:

"Last night, I clearly and clearly said that you would not come back. I was a little worried. So you are staying at a relative's or friend's house?"

The word 'relatives and friends' dimmed the eyes of the young man in military uniform and thought it was funny, so he approached the girl next to him in the car, glanced at the young man outside the car, and asked innocently, pretending to be curious: " Luo Luo, who is he?"

The low and ambiguous tone was close to her small ears, and the skin around her ears was numb, which made her stunned for a moment.

Nan Luo didn't realize it immediately.

After introducing that the young people outside the car were Song Qingqing and Song Chuchu's older brother Song Xing, Zheng Wuxu nodded, seeming satisfied with her clean and neat classification of Song Xing as an 'unfamiliar man'.

Song Xing, who was standing outside, smiled slightly at the two of them, and looked at Zheng Wuxu with a look that was both polite and inquisitive.

three days later.

At the gate of Song's house, Song Qingqing and Song Chuchu squatted behind the potted plants, staring at the car not far away and muttering together.

"Our brother seems to have lost."

"But this man is indeed beautiful. Isn't the officer very busy, and there are beautiful girls around him, but he is different, so I agree to this marriage!"

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(End of this chapter)