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"Miss..."

Knowing that Zhu Yu's friend was coming, the servant brought tea and snacks and happened to bump into the two people coming out of the room.

"Put it in the room for me."

Zhu Yu said after taking a look at what she was holding.

The servant nodded and couldn't help but take another look at the particularly good-looking and familiar young man before leaving.

It's strange, why do the two of them feel like they have a strange atmosphere.

After the others left, Zhu Yu cleared his throat without looking at Yu Shu: "Want to go to my room?"

"Go to your room and continue what you were doing?"

Yu Shu tugged on her skirt.

Zhu Yu was speechless, kicked him in the calf and left.

After being kicked, there was no trace of anger on Yu Shu's face. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips, reached out and grabbed the ribbon at the back of Zhu Yu's skirt, and followed him.

After serving tea, the servant left, leaving only two people in Zhu Yu's living room.

When Yu Shu entered the living room, he immediately saw the gorgeous pot of sunflowers placed in a well-lit place, and a momentary smile flashed in his eyes.

Then his eyes fell on the photos hanging on the wall.

"You looked like this when you were a kid."

Yu Shu looked at the photo frame in the middle. It was a photo of the family. Zhu Yu looked about five or six years old. The little one was held in Zhou Fuzhi's arms. At this time, she was still a little girl. She was frowning and looking at the camera with an unhappy face.

"Why this expression?"

Pointing his finger at the little man above, Yu Shu turned his head and looked at Zhu Yu, who was approaching.

Zhu Yu thought about it for a moment: "It seems that I just woke up."

She was very naughty when she was a child, and because she was pampered by her family, she was a little willful. Occasionally, she would be pressed on her lap by Zhu Jinye and spanked.

Yu Shu looked her over and said, "I can't tell."

From the time he met Zhu Yu, she seemed to have a good temper.

Zhu Yu thought to herself that there was nothing she could do in the past, but now she was living too happily and there was nothing that could make her lose her temper.

The only trouble is...

"Have you talked to Cousin Qin?"

Zhu Yu's tone was unconsciously cautious when he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, his cheek was pinched by a hand and shook.

"Don't talk to me in that tone."

Just as she was wondering about his tone, she heard him continue: "There's nothing you can't ask, so you don't have to be so careful."

Zhu Yu looked away and responded slowly: "...Oh."

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

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