Ning Yuan continued to smile: "Really?"
Young Master Rong calmly squatted down to pick up the book: "Hmm, how could it not be?"
Ning Yuan: "..."
Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight!
Rong Gou, when you lie, your ears don't turn red. This fake act is quite convincing.
Young Master Rong picked up several large books, placed two of them in Ning Yuan's suitcase, and conveniently blocked her view of the various "balloons" on the ground.
"Come upstairs with me first, put your things in the room, and I'll pick up the rest."
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Okay."
She carried the books and followed him to the dormitory.
As soon as the door opened, Rong Zhaonan took the box from Ning Yuan's arms, neatly dumped the books inside onto the table, picked up the box, turned around, and went out again: "Wait for me a moment."
Ning Yuan watched his nimble movements and couldn't help but rub her temples.
Men really are all the same. He even said to take it slow, like dating, get to know each other, and only get together if it's right.
As a result, hundreds of condoms were prepared and even moved to the school dormitory, yet he was only to serve as an instructor for a month. What serious illness could he have?!
Didn't she notice anything wrong with his brain?
Rong Zhaonan reached the top of the stairs, took a deep breath, and with a sinister expression, grabbed a box and began frantically filling the floor with condoms.
He'll be driven insane by those two lunatics, Lao Xu and Chen Chen, sooner or later!
A few days ago, those two guys said they were on a business trip in Guangdong Province. After finishing their business, they found some good stuff in a warehouse that the customs was going to destroy.
They decided to take those "good things" along with a batch of original foreign books that they had asked them to collect, all in two boxes, and ask a comrade from the railway to bring them to Shanghai!
He had just finished his business today, and on his way back to school, he went to the railway police station to pick it up. He hadn't had a chance to look closely at what it was, and assumed it was two large boxes full of books.
Who knew that most of the boxes were actually condoms from all over the world!
He even spilled it all in front of Ning Yuan!
If he spilled it in a railway police station, he'd be a complete idiot!
The railway police station in Shanghai is the only one equipped with officers who can speak English, because it frequently comes into contact with foreigners!
Rong Zhaonan ground his back teeth, gritting his teeth as he began to think about how he would deal with Chen Chen and Lao Xu the next time he saw them!
Fortunately, Ning Yuan probably doesn't know the English word for condom—condom!
Although her English has improved significantly.
But he was quite certain that none of the English textbooks had this word, let alone that Mr. Tang would teach Ning Yuan this word.
Otherwise, you'd have dug the hole yourself, only for the curly-haired rabbit to jump in.
Let her think she's someone whose only thought is sleeping.
It was that pervert who wanted to sleep with her hundreds of times a month, so she just jumped out of the pit and ran away!
Rong Zhaonan roughly stuffed the last condom back into the box, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he got up and went back to his dormitory with a gloomy expression.
If you want to give him something like this, you have to wait until he's almost finished putting the curly-haired rabbit legs on!
As he approached the dormitory entrance, he paused, the sinister and murderous look on his face quickly disappearing.
All that remained was Rong Gongzi in his uniform, exuding an air of aloofness, nobility, and refinement.
He carried the box in, casually putting it aside as he asked, "What would you like to drink? The school sent over some orange soda and tea last time."
Ning Yuan looked at him and smiled: "Just drink some cool boiled water, you still need to sleep tonight."
Okay, time to sleep.
For some reason, Rong Zhaonan felt that the word "curly-haired rabbit" had a slightly sarcastic tone.
He glanced at her, then turned and poured himself a glass of cold water.
Ning Yuan didn't say much. She took the cool boiled water, took a sip, and looked around the dormitory: "Your place is always so simple."
Or rather, it's so simple that it lacks any human touch; it was the same when I lived in the countryside.
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "There's no need to make things too complicated for a temporary place to stay."
Ning Yuan thought for a moment and said, "But I think it would be better if it were decorated a little bit."
Rong Zhaonan recalled that when they were in the countryside, she always put a lot of thought into decorating the cowshed and hut to make them feel full of life.
When she was poor, she would pick up even broken clay pots that no one wanted and fill them with wildflowers from the countryside.
"What do you want to decorate? I'll help you, but it's late now. How about we go pick flowers tomorrow?" He looked at her with his cool eyes and said in a gentle voice.
The book says that when dating, you should agree to whatever the girl says, as long as it's not too outrageous.
Ning Yuan smiled, turned around and picked up the box he had casually placed aside: "Isn't there a balloon here? It's even imported!"
Rong Zhaonan looked at the box full of colorful balloons, and his delicate eyes twitched slightly: "Balloons...should we just forget about these?"
"Don't bother calculating, I've never seen a foreign balloon before." Ning Yuan took out one with Arabic writing on it and opened it.
She poured the plastic "balloon" out of her hand, looked at it, and handed it to him with a puzzled yet expectant expression: "It's such a strange color, and it's a bit oily. You should be able to blow it up, right?"
Rong Zhaonan was silent for a moment, then took it under her expectant gaze: "Okay."
The book says that when dating, you shouldn't refuse a girl's simple requests.
So, without changing his expression, he patiently blew it...
A translucent white "balloon" that smelled oily and had a strange taste in its mouth.
He had just twisted the end of the "balloon" and was about to hand it to Ning Yuan.
Turning my head, I saw Ning Yuan had opened twenty or thirty...
Rong Zhaonan: "..."
Throughout his life, he has faced countless life-and-death situations and witnessed numerous storms; very few scenes could frighten him.
Now count as one!
Ning Yuan looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Why are these balloons packaged in all sorts of colors, but the contents are all the same color scheme, light white and pale yellow?"
Rong Zhaonan, holding the "balloon," twitched his forehead and said with a smile, "The ones Chen Chen and Lao Xu sent are all ugly, they look like they're from a funeral, just throw them away."
As he spoke, he deftly brought over the trash can.
Ning Yuan laughed and deftly handed him everything that had been disassembled.
"There must be a reason why balloons are designed this way abroad. I also like light colors. Can you help me blow it up?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and saw only immense anticipation in her eyes: "..."
I silently repeated to myself again—the book says that when dating, you should agree to whatever the girl says unless it's absolutely necessary.
Ning Yuan now says she likes him blowing up "balloons".
He took a deep breath, took it, and tried to remain calm: "Okay."
Half an hour later, Rong Zhaonan handed the last "balloon" to Ning Yuan, looking at the "condom balloons" that decorated her window and the room.
Strangely romantic and heartwarming...
"Does it look good?" Ning Yuan placed the last condom balloon along with the others next to his pillow.
His expression was indescribable; he managed to squeeze out two words: "Good...looks good."
It's one thing that there are some at the head of the bed, foot of the bed, and on the table, but why are there some at the window too? You can see them from the outside at a glance.
He felt like a pervert, or was he going to announce to the world that he was a pervert?
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