Luo Jingyu added: [My home has no guests.]

Zhan looked at him dissatisfiedly and pointed at his nose: "Aren't I a guest?"

Luo Jingyu was stunned and asked: [Do you like sofas?]

Zhan Xi smiled and said, "I like it, don't you like it? I feel very comfortable with the small sofa downstairs."

Luo Jingyu blinked his eyes a few times, feeling that he had understood the meaning of Zhan Xi.

"Oh, I'm too full." Zhan Xi hummed, "You have prepared too much food, and I feel like I've eaten weight."

Facing Luo Jingyu, she was not reserved at all, and felt very relaxed and comfortable. Even if he couldn't hear him, he couldn't speak, and he wouldn't feel embarrassed even if he stayed together.

Zhan Xi thought of her male classmates in high school, who called her "class beauties" on the surface, but called her "Elevengirl" behind her back. She never talked to them and was taciturn in the class all day long.

She remembered her classmates in college again. Because of the incident that Chi Guilan made during her freshman year, everyone talked about her. The most common words were "fake serious" and "white lotus". Fortunately, the three roommates understood her, otherwise she would have had a difficult life for those four years.

As for the male colleagues in the company, Zhan Xi felt that they were basically all appearance parties. When they first joined the company, many single men expressed their affection for her. They asked her for dinner or movies, and Zhan Xi did not agree.

Later, only Lin Yan was insisting on it, but Zhan Xi knew very clearly that they were not suitable. Lin Yan talked too little, and when the two of them talked, it seemed that the air was dull.

Wait! She thinks something is wrong.

Zhan Xi looked at Luo Jingyu. The man around him talked less than Lin Yan. It was not accurate to say that, he talked less than everyone in the world, but why did she like to stay with him so much?

She would never be bored and could joke unscrupulously. Sometimes she would push and pat him, and just hit him with her fist, so she would make a fuss, and she would always look at her with a smile and not speak.

It's so strange, two men who didn't tell her nothing. Lin Yan's show of kindness made her feel stressed, but Xiaoyu's gentleness made her unable to resist. She even wanted more in her heart, wanted to get close to him, wanted to stay with him, wanted to see him laugh, wanted to...

Zhan Xi blushed and warned herself not to think about it anymore.

She and Xiaoyu... are inappropriate!

They can only be friends.

At this time, Luo Jingyu saw Zhan Xi's lips and pointed at her, shook her head and shook her hand.

Zhan Xi chuckled: "Do you think I'm very thin? Actually, I have meat on my stomach and I wear so much clothes in winter that I can't tell."

Luo Jingyu typed it to her: [No, I think you can be fatter.]

"Puff! Hahahaha..." Zhan Xi laughed so hard that his shoulders were trembling, "Xiaoyu, don't say this to other girls, you will be beaten!"

Luo Jingyu didn't understand why he was beaten. He was telling the truth. He felt that Huanhuan was not fat at all and was too thin. He should have a little more flesh.

Maybe she was scared by her own thoughts, Zhan Xi decided to get home early. She gave Xiaoyu a thumbs up: "It's so late, I have to go home, Xiaoyu, thank you for your hot pot."

She reluctantly climbed down from the chair and said to the gift in her arms, "Baby, say goodbye to Uncle Xiaoyu, mom has taken you home."

Luo Jingyu couldn't bear to give up her and gifts, but it was really too late and he had no reason to take the happy life.

But neither of them expected that when the little gift was carried into the cat bag by Zhan Xi, it showed great resistance.

It screamed, twisted, and stretched out its small claws to try to scratch Zhan Xi. Zhan Xi was afraid of hurting it, so he handed it to the little fish and asked him to put the gift into the cat's bag.

So a magical scene happened. In Luo Jingyu's arms, the gift instantly calmed down, and he instantly changed from a irritable kitten to a delicate little kitten. His shiny eyes were filled with grievances.

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Zhanxi: "…"

Ahhhh! This stinky thing with no conscience! I forgot my righteousness when I saw sex! I would have raised a little male cat if I had known it! Zhan Xi almost burst into tears in her heart.

The intention of the gift was clear and clear. Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi apologetically and asked her what she meant with her eyes. Zhan Xi pouted and asked: "Do you think it's troublesome?"

Luo Jingyu shook her head firmly.

Zhan Xi asked again: "Do you really like it?"

Luo Jingyu focused on the key points again.

Zhan Xi said: "Then...why, I will stay in your house on weekdays and I will take it back on weekends. You are usually at home and can accompany it. What do you think?"

Luo Jingyu nodded with a smile, and as if she had understood the gift in her arms, she screamed "meow", so coquettishly.

Zhan Xi sighed, took out all the specialties brought to Luo Jingyu from the sack, said goodbye to him (and her cat), and took the elevator back to the eighth floor in a dusty manner.

It was not until the elevator went down that Luo Jingyu remembered that Jiangdiao had forgotten to Huanhuan.

I thought again, it would be better if I didn’t give it, but I could have another excuse to see her.

He sat back on the chair with a gift in a good mood, touched the kitten's head with his fingers, and compared his sign language to his big eyes: [Good baby, you performed so well today! Dad did not love you in vain.]

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Leaving his hometown and Chi Guilan, Zhan Xi's life returned to its original track.

When she registered for the provincial examination, she signed up for a clerk position in the Culture, Radio, Film, Tourism and Sports Bureau of Qiantang District. The reason she chose it was because the majors required for this position were not only Chinese language and literature, but also Internet and new media. Although it only recruited one person, Zhan Xi still signed up for it.

If she could get into this position, she would be willing to work.

And other professional positions, such as the administrative law enforcement brigade, the grassroots judicial office of the Judicial Bureau, the health supervision office, and the district spiritual civilization construction guidance center... She felt that she didn't like it just by looking at the name of the unit.

Zhan Xi knew that it was because she was still young and had some ambitions for her career. Her iron rice bowl was not that attractive to her, and high-quality unmarried young men only existed in her mother's dream.

She felt that her future was unlimited, and it was definitely not something that could be summarized as "finding a stable job, marrying a good husband, having one, and two children".

She wanted to make a breakthrough by herself, like Qin Fei, like Luo Xinran, like Xiaoyu! Even if she failed, she would not regret it. Only by not trying would she feel uneasy.

The New Year's Eve of this year is in late January, and the company's annual meeting will be held at the end of February after the New Year, so HRs before the New Year were particularly busy, and even those who do odd jobs like Zhan Xi began to work overtime frequently.

In her spare time, she signed up for an online public examination training course, bought good textbooks, listened to classes on time, practiced questions, and did homework.

Chi Guilan expressed satisfaction with her enthusiasm for studying and asked her to take care of the company less and read more books to review. My mother's original words were: "What does the annual meeting have to do with you? You have finished the exam at the end of February, and you might quit your job!"

Zhan Xi didn't dare to tell her mother that the annual meeting really had something to do with her, because the sisters in the department unanimously recommended her to perform a show, which made her very troubled.

Everyone quarreled for several days, and Zhan Xi said that she was really not good at singing, either she would dance, but she would definitely not dance alone. Finally, the younger Yuan Sichen and Qian Yun in the department agreed to dance with her. Wenqin waved her hand and asked them to rent a dance classroom for public expenses and invite a teacher to teach dance and arrange dances. This matter was decided.

After Zhan Xi became busy, he failed to meet Luo Jingyu every day, so he could only go to his house to have a meal occasionally and play with gifts for a while.

Now that time, Luo Jingyu has become very busy, for the cherry blossom tree.

Mrs. Chi Jiang’s birthday party was February 9 after the Lantern Festival, and the time was not good.

Luo Jingyu is very organized in his work. Through his own enlightenment teacher Zhou Lian, who learned to burn flowers, he found two senior high school hearing-impaired students from the blind and deaf school to help. They all learned basic burn flowers from Teacher Zhou.

Because the number of petals, twigs and leaves is too large, Luo Jingyu arranged for the two children to shear and dye, and he himself was responsible for all the ironing work. After all, the essence of hot flowers is "scalding". The quality of hot technology can determine the final quality of the work.

Luo Jingyu taught for two days, and two hearing-impaired children, one man and one woman, could get started by themselves. They reported to Luo Jingyu's house at 9 o'clock every morning and got off work at 6 o'clock in the evening. Luo Jingyu gave them a daily salary, so the two children worked very hard.

On the other hand, Luo Jingyu gave up using flower stand columns and foam boards to make the trunks of the cherry blossom tree. The budget was enough, Luo Jingyu asked Fang Xu to contact him and invited a student in the Sculpture Department of the Academy of Fine Arts to help him with sculpture soil. The texture and texture of the trunk would be more realistic.

There is also the Yae cherry hair comb that must be finished before the New Year.

The style of the hair comb designed by Luo Jingyu is very simple and is easy for Mr. Chi Jiang to complete. The significance of this hair comb is not originally lies in the sense of design, but in the degree of completion. After Mr. Chi Jiang recognized the design, Luo Jingyu contacted Dong Cheng and set the teaching time to January 19th, which is a Sunday.

It was still one week before Mr. Chi Jiang came to the house. It was also Sunday. Zhan Xi rested. After sleeping, he didn't want to review, so he went to the vegetable market to buy a full bag of vegetables. He walked to the fifteenth floor with a gift to comfort Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu's house is now in a mess and cannot be cleaned up. The gift was forced to return to 802 and depend on Zhan Xi for life. The kitten felt very wronged and had never given Zhan Xi a look at him for a few days. It was not until Zhan Xi took him to Xiaoyu's house that the gift would become more obedient.

Luo Jingyu opened the door for Zhan Xi, and each person and a cat entered the house.

At the side of the workbench, two 18-year-old children were cutting fabrics and dyeing non-stop. Luo Jingyu was wearing a sportswear, with two dark circles hanging under her eyes, and looked at Zhan Xi with a faint smile.

His tired look made Zhan Xi feel distressed, and he said, "Please be careful, you have lost weight. I'll cook for you at noon today?"

Luo Jingyu took the dish from her hand, shook her hand, and pointed at herself.

Zhan Xi curled his lips: "Do you think my cooking is not delicious, do you?"

Luo Jingyu looked at her dizzyly. He was really tired. He only slept for four hours the night before. He originally wanted to order some takeout and have a simple takeout and sleep for a while, but Zhan Xi came and he immediately gave up these thoughts.

Looking at her coquettish expression, Luo Jingyu couldn't control her mind and actually raised her hand to rub her head. Zhan Xi stared at him in a daze, and then he realized what he had done.

Luo Jingyu: "..."

Zhanxi: "…"

She took back the dishes he had in his hand: "I'll cook them. You're too tired. Go and have a rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

This time, Luo Jingyu stopped insisting and went back to the master bedroom to sleep with a gift.

The two children next to the workbench watched Zhan Xi enter the kitchen curiously and started sign language gossiping.

Boy Zhong Peng: [Senior Brother Luo also said that Sister Zhan is not his girlfriend! Who believes it!]

Girl Mo Yang: [That's it! I've all touched my head and killed it!]

Zhong Peng: [Refresh cooking for him!]

Mo Yang: [He also helped him raise a cat!]

Zhong Peng: [I’m still stubborn when I’m like this!]

Mo Yang shook his head and sighed: [You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.]

Zhong Peng scratched his head: [What are you talking about? Senior Brother Luo is almost fainting. He is really sleeping, not pretending to be asleep!]
Chapter completed!