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Chapter 42

The first thing Foggy does when she gets home is to clean up, and she's not good at it.Because no one has ever taught her, and her mother is used to enjoying it in the United States. Although the money is getting less and less, the housekeeper has changed from England to Scotland and then to illegal immigrants, but her mother still has to support her aristocratic airs , a typical poor nobleman.

Wu Nongnong remembered that cleaning was not because she couldn't bear it, but because she thought that if Ning Mo really came tomorrow, she couldn't let him see such a messy room, which would give people a bad impression.

The fog was thick and the floor was cleaned, and the clothes were washed. It was not until two o'clock in the morning that the clean-up was done.

I got up at five o'clock in the morning when the fog was thick, took a beautiful hot bath, and used Ning Mo's favorite brand. After that, I took care of my body and began to lean against the radiator to dry my hair.

Ning Mo always loves to hug her after bathing and dawdle around, as if she is the most smelling thing in the world. At that time, Ning Mo is always the most tender, and he is not stingy with compliments.

As soon as Wu Nongnong sat down, he heard the phone ring, "Hello, Mom."

There was a sharp female voice on the phone, Wu Nongnong held the phone away from his ears, "Okay, can I save money tomorrow?"

There was a "beep" sound from the other end of the phone.

Foggy walked to the window, opened the window, the sky was bright, the wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold. According to the Chinese lunar calendar, today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, officially entering the new year, but on the other side of the phone, I have never been able to find To a caring words.

Wu Nongnong remembered that her mother was not like this, she was so gentle before, they always went shopping together, like sisters.

But since Ning Mo regretted the marriage and maliciously bought Wu's, everything has changed.

Obviously she is the victim, why is she the one who is condemned everywhere.The little aunt scolded her for being uneducated and unworthy of Ning Mo, and she deserved it for Ning Mo dumping her.

It's useless for her mother to scold her, she can't even tie a man.

Those friends of hers looked at her gloatingly, wishing to make trouble again.

Foggy tears rolled down in the cold wind, as if she hadn't felt this way for a long time. She thought she was strong enough, but maybe it was really approaching the end of the year, which always made lonely people particularly vulnerable.

There was a knock on the door.

Wu Nongnong quickly wiped away tears and opened the door.

Outside the door was Ning Mo, who was wearing a dark blue overcoat with a straight royal military uniform style. Wu Nongnong hurriedly turned around, not wanting him to see his red eye circles.

Ning Mo stepped into the foggy private space, "It looks much cleaner than last time."

Wu Nongnong remembered that the last time she was sick, Ning Mo had been here, and had seen her sloppy appearance, and she couldn't help but regret, why she was so thoughtless and showed too much.

This game is very tiring.

You can't be too revealing, and you can't reject people thousands of miles away. The middle scale is too difficult to grasp. Once you master the rhythm, there will be a master between men and women.

"It's Chinese New Year, isn't the Chinese tradition just to dust off the dust." Fortunately, the thick fog is still quick-witted.Dusting means general cleaning.

"Why do I remember that the 24th of the twelfth lunar month is the time to dust off the dust, isn't it the 23rd of today that we should send off to the Stove King?" Ning Mo's understanding of Chinese customs is probably much better than that of Fog Nongnong.

Wu Nongnong's face was red with anger, she knew that Ning Mo would only laugh at her, laughing at her ignorance and culture.

"But I'm going to Aunt Du's house today." Wu Nongnong deliberately distinguished Ning Mo from Du Ruo, expressing that she didn't go because of Ning Mo's face.

Surprisingly, Ning Mo didn't speak again, but just looked into her eyes, showing a trace of worry.

The thick fog showed that Ning Mo couldn't take pity on himself.

"I'm going to change clothes."

The single apartment provided by the school is very old-fashioned. Who makes University A a famous school with a century, and the campus is full of protected buildings.Fog Nongnong lived in a single room, and later the outside balcony was converted into a kitchen, and a separate bathroom was added, so the conditions were not bad.

When the fog came in, I used multiple layers of bookcases to make a partition. Because I live alone, the bookcases are completely transparent on both sides, and some books and small ornaments are placed on them, so the bed and the separated living room are faintly visible. .

Fog Nongnong changed clothes, as long as one is caring, one can naturally see a little skin white as snow from those gaps.

Since ancient times, there has been a famous saying in China that a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a thief, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal.What can be seen but not touched is even more provocative.

There is the most convenient channel for women to approach men, and that is sexy.

Wu Nongnong has already mastered this way, and it was not in vain for her to consciously immerse herself in this way in the United States, and Wu was one of her many experimental subjects back then.

There was the sound of a zipper being unzipped behind the bookcase, and there was a faintly visible wasp waist and snowy buttocks, but what came out was a tightly wrapped beauty.

You thought that what you came out of would be a delicious feast, but what you saw instead was the sparkle buried in the marrow of your bones.

If a woman's figure doesn't have capital, she definitely doesn't dare to wrap it tightly, because it is too picky.

In evening dresses, there are always very few women wearing mermaid skirts, because the requirements on the hip line and thighs are too high, so the women with high slits in the skirts you see are not the most expected.

The same is true for close-fitting pencil pants. A slight blemish on the figure can magnify you ten times.

But there is a kind of person who wears it really interesting.

Wu Nongnong wears a dark blue straight high-waist jacket with a small pendant on his upper body, camel pencil pants underneath, and a pair of high-top black riding boots on his feet. He is tight, handsome, and surprisingly beautiful. It is a vigorous, healthy and youthful beauty.

Needless to say, the ambiguous atmosphere can be enhanced by a single action and a piece of clothing.

"I'm ready."

With his back turned, Ning Mo actually didn't look at Wu Nongnong, but instead stared at the large "forbearance" character on the wall in Wu Nongnong's room, without taking his eyes off it.

Wu Nongnong was taken aback, she had chosen the word "forbearance" for herself, and the two of them had their own ghosts, so they didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)