Chapter 163

"No, I'm going to visit your dormitory," he said.

"What's good about my dorm?"

And the tone of voice, as if I had really dated her.

"I want to see where you live," he glanced at her. "Every time I meet, something goes wrong. I know where you live and where you sleep. Even if there is any more trouble, I can rest assured."

Lausanne's eyelashes fluttered.

For others, it may be just a light sentence, but it is of great significance to her who is alone in a foreign country.

It seems that I am not a person at last, but someone cares about myself.

It's just that he used to talk.

"Let's go," he led the way upstairs.

Lausanne had no choice but to follow up. He was worried that there would be other people in the dormitory, but when he went in, he found that everyone had not come back.

She only finished cleaning the girls' dormitory yesterday. In addition, everyone was clean and tidy. When she went in, it was clean. Only Lausanne's bed and cupboard were slightly disordered because they had been turned over.

Every year Ting looked around and stopped when he passed Ye Chuen's table.

"Chuen seems to be your distant cousin with some relatives," Lausanne said, following his eyes and finding that he was looking at an artistic picture of Ye Chuen on his desk. "The world is so small."

"It turned out to be ye Chuen. No wonder it's a little familiar," he nodded. "This picture is not like her at all. No wonder people say that they should never believe in women's art photos. They are all deceptive."

Lausanne: "well Well, it's good that Chuen isn't here, or I'd like to vomit blood when I hear that

Annual average Ting does not agree to pick eyebrows, "I said enough euphemism."

“……。”

She wanted to know what to say if she wasn't euphemistic.

"I haven't been to this kind of narrow dormitory for a long time," he said with nostalgia. "I remember that when I was a soldier, I also came here. But our dormitory is much tidier than yours, and the quilts can't be folded so badly."

Lausanne's head was knocked down. She was still feeling neat just now.

Just thinking about it, the year-round Ting suddenly stepped on the stairs, unfolded her quilt, and seriously folded it, "my technique of folding quilts has regressed, and it was more perfect before."

“…… Lausanne didn't know what to say.

"Ah, how can there be a man in the dormitory? Who let you in?" aunt Xie, the housekeeper who was passing by, just saw it from the door. She came in angrily. "All of you climbed into the bed and spread out the quilt. What do you want to do? In broad daylight, didn't you see the sign at the door saying that men are not allowed in? You little maids are so careless."

Lausanne's embarrassed face turned red. "Auntie, he came in to say hello to Aunt Wang at the door..."

"Well, it's you again," aunt Xie pointed to her. "I remember you. I'm very impressed. I don't know how many boys stand downstairs to confess to you every month. They stop lighting candles, arrange flowers, sing songs and make a lot of noise. Why, now I finally find a boyfriend, not before."

The man's embarrassment is not so strange

"I dare to bring them into the dormitories, but I don't think so," aunt Xie glanced at her husband. "It's more handsome than those who chased you before. You little girls like to look for handsome ones. If you want me to say, handsome people are not reliable. I try my best to drill into other people's dormitories. I've been a housekeeper for more than ten years, and I haven't seen anything."

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