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Chapter 22 A Visit to the Boudoir

 Zhang Moyan lives in a community that was developed more than ten years ago. Dozens of buildings are all 6-story stair houses. Although there were not even elevators in some years, because they are in the school district of a key middle school, replacement

The rate is high, the occupancy rate is also high, the level of residents is not low, and the sanitation, greening, and functional facilities are among the best in this type of community.

It took a lot of effort for Xiao Xingyu to grab a parking space and park the car. He found Building 27 according to the address on WeChat and went up to the 3rd floor.

He found 301 in the room on the left. He entered in no hurry. He first found the water meter cabinet in the corridor and opened the white wooden door. As expected, there was a 6-inch cake box inside.

He picked up the cake, entered the six-digit password in front of door 301, pressed the door handle, and the door opened in response.

It was still dark very early in the evening at the end of February, and it was already completely dark at 6:30. Xiao Xingyu used the light in the corridor to find the lighting switch on the entrance wall, and turned on the light with a click, and the house suddenly became bright.

This is a one-bedroom house with an area of ​​about fifty square meters. You can have a general view of the inside from the door. The house is very clean and the decoration is quite warm and tidy.

The core area of ​​the living room is a set of double sofas, with a picture of quiet green plants hanging behind it. Opposite is the TV and modular cabinet. There is a small carpet between the TV and the sofa, with an oval coffee table, paper towels, and a remote control.

The utensils are neatly stored in leather storage boxes.

The place where the living room is connected to the kitchen is a walnut-colored dining table and chairs, and the refrigerator is next to it.

Xiao Xingyu closed the door with his backhand and put down the key on the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

There are all kinds of women's shoes on the top and bottom of the shoe cabinet, high-heeled, wedge-heeled, flat-heeled, a pair of fluffy rabbit slippers for women, and a pair of men's slippers.

Xiao Xingyu took off his leather boots and did not change into slippers. He only wore socks and walked to the refrigerator on the floor.

The refrigerator is organized to the same level as this house.

Above is the freezer, with eggs, a carton of milk, a tube of condensed milk, Cantonese fermented bean curd, and various jams and chocolate spreads standing in two rows on the door.

In the door are cereals, breads, and Lock and Tuck boxes. There are halved lemons, shaved cheese, sliced ​​ham, boiled soup, pickled kimchi, red bean and lotus seed porridge, etc. on display.

She may not be as good as Marie Kondo, but you can tell at a glance that the owner is a homebody who likes to spend time at home.

Below is the freezer, which is divided into two layers. One layer contains hot pot ingredients such as beef and mutton meatballs, and the other layer contains quick-frozen snacks such as dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and hand cakes. Xiao Xingyu combined the two types of items.

I made a space and put the ice cream cake and the box in it.

After closing the refrigerator, Xiao Xingyu turned around and stood there looking around the orderly cabin, feeling a sense of absurd unreality.

There are two leather pink pillows on the sofa, several boxes of chocolates on the coffee table, and a bottle of green basket on the dining table. Every leaf is plump and green...

The furnishings as far as the eye can see and the aroma that can be smelled by the nose all indicate that this is a girl’s house.

……

"I'm going!"

I was shocked by my reflection in the mirror!

Xiao Xingyu rubbed his heart and suddenly found himself standing in Zhang Moyan's bedroom.

The bedroom is only a dozen square meters, with light-colored curtains and a set of white modular furniture. The bed is spread with a soft pink and yellow quilt.

The bed is 1.35 meters tall. It can sleep one person or two people.

There is a writing table next to the bay window. There are desk lamps and a few books on the table, as well as a Ferris wheel-shaped photo frame.

Each of the 6 hanging boxes holds a photo, 5 photos of Zhang Moyan alone, and 1 half-length photo of her and a man.

This is a standard tourist check-in photo. The background is a scenic spot. The two people in the photo stand side by side in front of a mountain carving. Next to the heroic and upright man, Zhang Moyan is wearing a light green jacket and has beautiful black hair.

With her hair hanging down her shoulders, she smiled lightly at the camera.

Feeling presumptuous, Xiao Xingyu quickly left. Except for the refrigerator, he didn't touch anything in the room.

He put on his shoes at the entrance, turned off the lights, and closed the door.

The voice-activated light in the corridor turned on. Xiao Xingyu walked to the stairs, leaned his lower back on the railing, stretched out his legs and took out his mobile phone. Under the orange light, this posture incredibly highlighted his superior body proportions and long leg lines.
The first line in the call record was "Enter the Queen Mother." He paused a second before pressing the button, changed his mind, swiped down twice, and dialed.

The phone rang three times before being picked up, and Jin Xueyang's flattered voice came from the receiver.

"Teacher Xiao? Hello, Teacher Xiao! Have you changed your mind? I know you will definitely change your mind! Our topic selection has high intentions, a large pattern, and profound connotations. It is definitely a masterpiece of the times. I know it will definitely impress you.

!"

Xiao Xingyu didn't speak in a hurry. After Jin Xueyang finished speaking enthusiastically, he said slowly: "No, no."

Jin Xueyang silenced the sound with one click. After a few seconds, he reassembled his broken heart and asked tentatively: "Then... Teacher Xiao, did you call...?"

Xiao Xingyu looked up at the small lamp in the corridor and said unhappily: "Call reporter Zhang and tell her that the cake has been put in her refrigerator. I don't have her phone number."

Jin Xueyang was stunned for a moment and said confusedly: "You... put the cake in the refrigerator for her? I'm sorry, I don't have enough IQ, why can't I understand?"

Xiao Xingyu was right when he thought about it. His confusion really made Monk Zhanger confused, so he explained it clearly.

"She ordered an ice cream cake online and it was delivered to her by courier today. There was no one at home. I happened to be in the hospital just now, so I was asked by her to pick it up for her at home. Now I have put the cake in her refrigerator. That's all.

."

Jin Xueyang understood the whole story on the other end: "Teacher Xiao, have you been to Yunshan Homeland, right?"

Xiao Xingyu said in a lazy voice: "Well, I'm at Yunshan Home now, and I just came out of her house."

Jin Xueyang was shocked: "Ah? Has Zhang Moyan taken the courage of his ambition? He actually dares to call you, Teacher Xiao!"

Mr. Xiao Xingyu said a lot: "Forget it, it's a trivial matter."

Jin Xueyang didn't think so and was very nervous: "Teacher Xiao, Zhang Moyan is such a careless person. She has some issues with her emotional intelligence. She thought she was your uncle after saving you... No, no, no, I'm too angry to speak.

Choi Yan, in short, Teacher Xiao, don’t be the same as her! By the way, how about I give you Zhang Moyan’s phone number?”

"No need," Xiao Xingyu said impatiently, "Just tell her."

Jin Xueyang realized this tone and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't worry, Teacher Xiao, I will definitely bring the message to you! I will definitely help you educate her well!"

"That's not necessary," Xiao Xingyu said in a perfunctory tone, "Okay, that's it, hang up."

"Okay, Teacher Xiao..." Jin Xueyang wanted to talk about something else, but felt it was inappropriate, so in the end he could only reluctantly say: "Okay... hang up."

Xiao Xingyu turned off the screen of his mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and walked downstairs elegantly.

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