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Qin Zheng did not look at her expression, directly picking up a few books, and went upstairs.

"Hey, Fourth Uncle and Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle and Fourth Uncle …"

Yun Xiaoruan immediately followed and intimately grabbed onto Qin Zheng's arm.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Zheng frowned, lowering his head to look at her hand that was on his arm.

The girl's fingers were white and delicate.

Separated by the bathrobe, he could still feel the softness.

"Fourth Uncle, I also want to read these books …"

Yun Xiaoruan smiled sweetly.

First, he had to take out his pocket money!

"You want to see?"

Qin Zheng looked down at her.

The young girl was 18 years old and was as tender as a budding flower.

Those big, watery eyes, those long, curling eyelashes, those intelligent eyes.

Every single one of them exuded the aura of youth.

Yun Xiaoruan quickly nodded like a little chick pecking rice grains, "Yes, yes."

"Yun Xiaoruan, this is Spanish. There is no translation, are you sure you can understand it?"

Qin Zheng sneered, "Obediently go back to your room to sleep, don't try to anger me!"

With that said, Qin Zheng threw off Yun Xiaoruan's hand and walked upstairs in large strides.

F * ck!

This freak!

He was a proud and cold pervert!

Yun Xiaoruan clenched her fists tightly.

"Miss, the bedroom has been cleaned up for you."

Nanny Wang appeared behind him.

Yun Xiaoruan sighed, "Thank you, Nanny Wang."

The Nanny Wang laughed, "You're welcome, miss. Follow me."

Yun Xiaoruan followed the Nanny Wang to her own bedroom. The Nanny Wang opened the door with a smile and said: "Miss, you will be staying here from now on. If you need anything, you can tell me.

Yun Xiaoruan was startled, she turned and looked at the door that was tightly closed.

"Got it."

After entering the bedroom, Yun Xiaoruan locked the door, and when she turned her head, she was so happy that she wanted to scream.

Outside the window, the scenery was extremely beautiful, Yun Xiaoruan happily threw Qin Zheng's incident to the back of her mind, and anxiously took out her mobile, starting to take selfie shots.

"OK, it's so beautiful today! Upload!"

After Yun Xiaoruan finished filming, she quickly posted on Weibo.

"Emma, this place looks pretty good. It's much better than the dormitory."

Yun Xiaoruan laid on the bed, happily rolling around.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

"Yun Xiaoruan, you don't have time to draw a draft on Weibo when you're free? Did you eat your drawing? "We agreed that we'll hand in the script on Monday. Now, look at the calendar. What's the week?"

As soon as he picked up the call, he heard a series of howls from the editor.

Yun Xiaoruan was so shocked that she quickly moved her phone further away from him.

After a long while, the voice from that side slowly weakened, only then Yun Xiaoruan dared to step forward carefully, "Ning Meng, I'm in the wrong, I'm a little busy lately …"

"Yun Xiaoruan, this month, you have already helped your friends move twice, gave five friends their birthdays, and your aunt has also come three times. Speak, what kind of excuse do you want to use to deceive me this time?"

The roaring female voice on the other side of the phone belonged to Yun Xiaoruan, the publisher who worked part-time as a comic book painter, Editor-in-Chief Ning Meng.

"Ah?" I actually took all my holidays this month? "

Yun Xiaoruan scratched her head, took out his schoolbag and looked at it, then said: "Ning Meng, believe me, when you wake up tomorrow, you will definitely see the painting quietly lying on your table, it must be!"

Ning Meng helplessly touched her forehead, "Yun Xiaoruan, don't forget about the signing party at the end of this month, you have already pushed it four rounds. If this goes on, the fans will not be happy!"

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!"

The heck!

Yun Xiaoruan could not help but say impatiently, "I will go and organize right now, I will send you an express delivery in a while, you will get it by tomorrow morning at the latest."

Yun Xiaoruan said, then hung up.

She looked at the thick stack of paper in her hand and frowned.

Not long later, Qin Zheng's door was knocked.

"Come in!"

Qin Zheng's indifferent and distant voice came from the house.