Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 216 Postcard (2)
Even though it was a sloppy outfit, it changed her style when she wore it. The lanugo on her forehead fluttered in the night wind, making her lazy and sexy.

Back in the dormitory, the bucket in her hand almost fell on the ground, this...

Embarrassed, she reached out and pulled the rubber band off her head.

Her long hair fell from the top of her head, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Her complexion was as snowy as snow, and her lips were like almonds. Standing in the brightly lit aisle, she had a graceful figure, like a nocturnal epiphyllum.

Everything behind her seemed to be a scene, blurred for a moment, only her fluffy and slightly curly long hair floating in the air, exuding a faint fragrance of roses.

There was a brief silence.

The fragrance seemed to be there, but it was like an invisible hand, holding Yan Xun's heart tightly. He took a breath and looked away with difficulty.

It's really hard to pretend not to know her.

He turned around and forced himself not to look at her, otherwise his success would fall short.

The eyes as calm as the sea narrowed slightly, Jiujiu cursed in her heart, what happened to the people in Yan Xun's dormitory?Coming to the girl's dormitory at such a late hour, is this going to make people live?She doesn't even have the right to take a bath, and she doesn't have any underwear on. Are these bastards annoying?
A few people were drinking tea while playing cards in the dormitory. Li Bingqi chatted happily with them, and didn't care about Jiujiu standing at the door.

Both Qin Zhouyu and Sun Rongrong pulled up the bed curtain. It is said that this thing is a must-have for college students. Originally, most of them don't want it, but everyone covers it. If you don't cover it yourself, it will look strange.

Today, this curtain comes in handy.

Both Qin Zhouyu and Sun Rongrong’s upper bunks are lit with warm yellow lamps. One is probably writing lyrics and the other is reading a book. After living with them for more than a month, Jiujiu has a general understanding of their habits. Qinzhou Yu is rock and roll Lovers, Sun Rongrong is a fan of poetry, one of them likes to write lyrics, the other likes to write poems, they are basically the same.

Li Bingqi has no hobbies, she just likes to flirt with boys. Various men often come to her dormitory, and she is almost absent when it is not class time. The more beautiful, the more coquettish.

At this time, Li Bingqi was chatting happily with the four boys in Yan Xun's dormitory. Now I understand what these boys are thinking. The girls in dormitory 311 are all good-looking, and they plan to have a 4v4, each chasing one.

Jiujiu was a little helpless, it could be said that only Sun Rongrong was single in the entire dormitory, but Li Bingqi just didn't explain, she kept playing with them all the time, and even said who to match with whom.

Lu Yao knew that Ma Li had been seeing people's hearts for a long time. After seeing Li Bingqi clearly, Jiujiu had no feelings for her. Did not speak.

Jiujiu locked the washing utensils in the locker. Fortunately, her breasts were small and her clothes were black. She bent over and put her hands on her chest, and walked slowly to the two men who were sitting on her bed. The classmate said, "Sorry, I'm going to bed."

The two boys were stunned for a moment, then slowly got up, Li Bingqi glared at her, implying that she was not good enough, and there were not enough chairs in the dormitory, so they couldn't let the two boys stand.

She pulled Jiujiu aside and said in a low voice: "Can't you wait any longer? They're leaving soon, are you just so rude to drive them away?"

"But I also have something to do." It's already past nine o'clock, and the postcard she wants to send to her parents hasn't been finished yet. The class is full tomorrow, and Jiujiu is also in a dilemma. Could it be that she is allowed to sit there in this dress Do postcards?No underwear yet.

"Then you also have to consider my feelings. They are my friends. They come to me. You live in the same dormitory with me. Can't you accommodate me a bit? Are you going to drive my friends away in front of me?"

"I didn't drive them away, I just covered the bed curtain, you can continue chatting with them."

"The problem is that there are no chairs. I'm a clean freak. I definitely can't let boys sit on my bed."

Jiujiu was taken aback, can't sit on her bed?Just sit on her Xiao Jiujiu's bed?She was speechless, those people were not her friends, why should she let them sit on the bed?

Although she doesn't have a cleanliness fetish, she still thinks it's weird, and boys generally don't like cleanliness, so they always feel disgusted.

"Why don't you guys go outside to chat? It's getting late now, and the dormitory is a little inconvenient. You see, our girls don't wear underwear after taking a shower. It's very inconvenient." Jiujiu told the truth, Li Bingqi was cold Jiujiu didn't bother to tell her, so she just said, "They are your friends, why don't you let them sit on your bed, or go to the next bedroom to borrow two stools, I also want to make postcards, Please get out of the way."

She was too lazy to maintain that thin line of friendship with Li Bingqi, it wasn't that people didn't get together all the way, Li Bingqi's style of being cheap was really annoying.

"You!" Li Bingqi blushed, Jiujiu had already climbed onto the bed and closed the curtain to block her view.

Li Bingqi outside the curtain stomped her feet, said something apologetic to the boy, and ran to the next bedroom to borrow a chair.

Jiujiu sat in the curtain, turned on the small desk lamp, and instantly became her own small world. She took out the photos she took from Shanghai and looked at them one by one.

The curtain was so light and thin, but it was enough to block everyone's sight. Yan Xun was curious about what she was doing, so he got up and walked outside the curtain.

Her charming eyes looked in through the thin slit above the blinds. Under the warm yellow light, Xiao Jiujiu was lying on the pillow, holding scissors in one hand and photos in the other, cutting the photos into beautiful arcs.

He never knew that a person's hands could be so dexterous. She made a three-dimensional model out of hard paper, pasted her own photo on the hard board in front of her eyes.

She seemed to be making a three-dimensional postcard. She spread a piece of paper on a hard board and took out a paintbrush. The creatures under the brush were fast and vivid. He blinked and looked at the Shanghai Bund she had drawn in disbelief.

She didn't need to sketch, just relying on the picture in her memory, she wrote quickly, and the scenery of the Bund emerged one by one, as if it was about to be drawn out of a painting.

Yan Xun was shocked, this level of talent is really amazing.

Originally, I only thought that her personality did not match her face. She looked wise and calm, but her personality was lively and confused. When she saw her painting today, Yan Xun was amazed again. She stood blankly outside the curtain, lost for a moment .

(End of this chapter)