It was almost midnight, but Zhan Xi was still reluctant to leave. Luo Jingyu thought that the next day was Sunday, so she didn't urge her to go home. She soaked two glasses of hot orange juice, and the two of them snuggled on the sofa and chatted.

You can lean on Xiaoyu openly and hold his arm to be intimate with him. Zhan Xi was so happy that he flew up!

No need to envy Luo Xinran anymore, no need to envy Yuan Sichen anymore, no need to envy Yin Li anymore, now she has a partner!

Moreover, her partner is super good, tall, handsome and talented! She is gentle and considerate and will love others, and will never be cruel to her.

Others have a skill, but her little fish is more than just one skill. She clearly has four, five, and six skills... She doesn't know how many times better than her brother who can't do anything, but will only be paralyzed like an old man!

Xiaoyu just couldn't hear it, so what's wrong? This is not his fault, it's not something he can choose, she just needs to accept it if she likes her.

She just wants to be with him, doesn’t want to give up on him, doesn’t want to lose him, and doesn’t want to think about other things now. Let’s get along with someone, let’s talk about it first.

Luo Jingyu’s feelings are indescribable and cannot be summarized as “happiness”.

He thought it was a wise decision to buy a sofa.

Zhan Xi was stuck to him, like a cat, with both legs crossed on the sofa, his coat covered with his legs, his right hand holding his left fingers and tangling his fingers, and sometimes touching the wound on his hand, he could clearly feel her care.

[No pain.] Luo Jingyu compared her sign language to her. It was just taught her. It was very simple and vivid. Seeing that she looked disbelief in her eyes, he added another move: he tapped each other's index fingers with both hands, and the sign language that "no pain" was connected behind her, and turned to look at her with a smile.

Zhan Xi understood it, and he said: [It really doesn't hurt.]

Sign language is actually not as complicated as imagined. It is just like learning English. With more vocabulary, you will always learn better and better.

Zhan Xi now only knows some simple sign language words, which were taught by Luo Jingyu. When he encounters some short sentences, he will compare them to her, and Zhan Xi can remember them and knows how to integrate them. For example, the gesture of "really" can form "really hungry", "really don't know", "really delicious", etc.

Zhan Xi hugged Luo Jingyu's arm and asked, "Making peony will break your hand, so why do you want to make peony? Can't you make other flowers?"

Luo Jingyu typing answered: [Many flowers have been made, but peony has not, so it cannot be the same.]

Zhanxi: "You mean the flowers of the Flower Festival cannot be repeated every time?"

Luo Jingyu nodded and typed: [Spring Flower Festival, girls like flowers, spring orchid berries, cherry blossoms, peony, hosta, daffodils, peach blossoms, many of them have been made.]

He wrote the name of flowers very smoothly, and he remembered it in his heart, with almost no typos.

Zhan Xi asked again: "Then why didn't you ask Xiao Zhong and Xiao Mo to help you make it? Last time they came to help you make cherry blossoms, I think it's pretty good, and you don't have to work so hard."

After reading her lips, Luo Jingyu smiled and shook her head, typing: [Their level is not good, they only know how to be simple, they have never studied majors, and Shaoyao can't do it.]

Zhan Xi said, "They don't know, you can teach them."

Luo Jingyu shook her head again, picked up her phone and thought about how to tell her, so she typed a few keywords and asked Zhan Xi to associate herself: [Hot flower, major, high tuition fee, I can't teach it, it's simple, there are rules.]

Zhan Xi began to verify: "You mean, there are rules for studying in a flower, and there are special schools or institutions to study? The tuition fee is still very high, so you can't teach very professional techniques in private? You can teach simple and introductory ones. Is this what it means?"

Ah, she is worthy of being a smart teacher! Luo Jingyu is no longer as smart as sign language when she praises her now, and she doesn't give her a thumbs up, and she just kisses her on the face to affirm it.

Zhan Xi was so embarrassed that his face turned red, and buried his face in his shoulder again, rubbing like a cat.

In fact, Luo Jingyu also wanted Zhong Peng and Mo Yang to help him work, just like he helped Xu Qingyan work before. At that time, after Xu Qingyan opened the position, the reservation was too large and he was too busy to do it, so Luo Jingyu helped her to do some of it and made a lot of money.

But Zhong Peng and Mo Yang couldn't do it. They were still senior high school students. They only learned the most basic hot pot technique with Zhou Lian. They never went out to study professionally. They could not compare with Luo Jingyu at that time and could not make decent works at all.

At the beginning, Luo Jingyu went to Shanghai to learn from her masters. She just graduated from her senior year and was still an 18-year-old boy.

Because he couldn't hear his ears, he really suffered a lot when he went out alone. Fortunately, Xu Qingyan took good care of him and almost gave him a small meal alone, so he officially entered this industry.

Therefore, he is very grateful and respectful to Teacher Xu and will not do anything that violates professional ethics. For example, teaching people professional hot pot skills in private, the fee is not allowed, and it is even more impossible to do for free.

Teaching hot flowers is actually very systematic and is divided into schools. In this school learned by Luo Jingyu, there is a clear approach to each flower pattern from easy to difficult.

For example, students of different levels also make roses. The lowest-level roses and roses made at Luo Jingyu are very different from the exquisiteness of the finished product.

Every year when I go to further study, Luo Jingyu will learn more difficult techniques.

Xu Qingyan also obtained this technology authorization from Japanese classrooms, with special textbooks and supporting materials.

Luo Jingyu can teach Zhan Xi and Mr. Chi Jiang to be simple introductory flowers. It doesn’t matter if one or two flowers are just lovers and will not become practitioners.

He must not teach children like Zhong Peng and Mo Yang casually, because they may take a career route. If they want to take a career route, they have to spend money to study systematically. If every high-level hot-seller opens classes to teach by themselves, the market will be in chaos.

Luo Jingyu typed Zhan Xi with her mobile phone and told her that most of the Huachao Festival jewelry had been finished, and the first batch of goods would be shipped the next day, and Fang Xu would come to his house to get it. The second batch was still four days to ship, and he was still eighty to finish. He could handle this business for a few more days.

Typing really gave Luo Jingyu a headache. Fortunately, they were both patient people. At this time, they had just confirmed their relationship and were very sweet. Zhan Xi watched him slowly knock on the screen and said it to her one by one.

Luo Jingyu is used to going to bed late. She is still working at 2 or 3 a.m., so she is so happy that she is extremely sleepy when it is almost 1 a.m. and yawns long. Luo Jingyu touches her face, points to the door, and compares to a sleeping position.

Zhan Xi knew that it was time for her to go home.

Her coat was messy, Luo Jingyu said that he took it to the laundry to wash it, found her a pair of his sweatpants, and put on his coat for her.

Zhan Xi originally wanted to go upstairs and go back by herself, but Luo Jingyu refused to let her go, so she had to take her to the door.

There was Zhan Xi's thing on the entrance cabinet. Luo Jingyu stared at the umbrella and curled her lips unhappily. Zhan Xi pointed to the juicer and said to him: "Xiaoyu, this is the prize I won from the lottery. Stay with you. I have a juicer, and I don't need two."

Luo Jingyu only had one mixer, but there was indeed no juicer. She smiled and nodded to accept it.

The two went out to take the elevator together. Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi. She was wearing his coat and pants. The coat was too big, the pants were too long, and the ankles were piled up, which looked a bit funny.

When he arrived at the door of 802, Zhan Xi opened the door and whispered to Luo Jingyu: "The gift should be sleeping."

Luo Jingyu remembered the little white cat. He hadn't seen it after the Chinese New Year. He really missed it. I don't know if the kitten still recognizes it.

He and Zhan Xi stood face to face, and Zhan Xi said, "Then I'll go in."

Luo Jingyu nodded, and when she was about to turn around, she grabbed her arm again, saying, "Tomorrow", and another small question mark was drawn by sign language.

Zhan Xi knew that he was asking her about the next day's arrangement and said, "I'm going out tomorrow morning, I'll be back at noon, what's wrong?"

Luo Jingyu felt a little annoyed after seeing it clearly. Huanhuan was going to class tomorrow? It was really not right that he would keep her so late.

He shook his hand and took out his cell phone to type: [I'm finished working on the 4th, and there will be a lot of free days. You can go to bed tomorrow afternoon and have dinner at my house tonight?]

He even arranged her work and rest clearly. Zhan Xi felt that the arrangement was good and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll go to your place for dinner tomorrow night and take a nap in the afternoon. I'll talk about it when you're busy these days."

She reached out and pulled his coat, "You should also take care of your health, don't stay up late all the time. Just cook two dishes for dinner tomorrow. I'll buy vegetables, I can do it!"

Luo Jingyu shook his hand repeatedly.

Zhan Xi pouted: "I know, you just think what I made is not delicious."

Luo Jingyu shook her head helplessly and smiled, rubbed her hair, pointed to the room, so that she could enter.

"Then I'll go in." Zhan Xi also smiled at him, "Good night, Xiaoyu."

Luo Jingyu put her left hand in her pocket and waved her right hand at her.

Zhan Xi turned around and pursed her lips when she was about to enter the room. Suddenly, she turned around. Before Luo Jingyu left, she saw Zhan Xi standing on tiptoe and pecking his lips quickly.

"Good night, Xiaoyu." This time, she really entered the house, and Luo Jingyu helped her close the door.

Inside the door, the girl stood against the door panel for a long time, her right hand was stroking her heart, and she was breathing slightly.

Outside the door, the man put his hands in his pocket and stood silently facing the door. After a long time, his right hand stretched out from his pocket, touched his mouth, lowered his head and laughed silently.

He turned around and walked towards the elevator and pressed the upward button. Before the elevator arrived, he looked back at the door of 802 again, thinking about the girl inside, scratched her hair, and uttered a sign language to the void: [Girlfriend, good night.]

——

Zhan Xi took a shower and only slept for more than five hours. He forced himself to get up at 7:20 in the morning.

She made an appointment with Teacher Zhou to take a sign language class at 9 o'clock, which was at Teacher Zhou's house, and it took more than an hour to go on the road.

Zhan Xi sat on the bed and patted her face to make herself more awake. She caught the little whale and rubbed it, kissed it, and said, "Good morning, Yudan, I forgot to tell you last night that your brother is my boyfriend now!"

After coming out of the bedroom, Zhan Xi shouted to the kitten lying on the sofa: "Good morning, gift! Let me tell you a good news, you have a dad! I will take you to play with cat crawlers tonight."

The gift moved his ears, jumped off the sofa, and slid to the edge of Zhan Xi's legs.

When brushing his teeth, Zhan Xi's mouth was foaming, and he performed the sperm again in front of the mirror.

"How is Teacher Egg feeling now?"

Zhan Xi looked proud: "To describe it in an idiom, Xi Da Pu Ben! Teacher Egg now has a partner! Teacher Egg was so good last night!"

"Teacher Egg, do you know that you are like this in private?"

"I'm not afraid that he knows it. He will only say it if he knows it..." Zhan Xigulu rinsed his mouth, spit out the foam, and held up his cheeks in the mirror, "Teacher Egg is very cute!"

The gift was at the bathroom door. After appreciating all this, he twisted his butt and left.

At 7:50, Zhan Xi was about to go out and said to the flowers in the glass bottle on the dining table: "Big Sunflower and small Sunflower are still green onions, mom is gone. In a few days, your dad will be empty, and mom will learn to make a few flowers. Let's try to put the vases all over!"

When he passed through the city and came to Teacher Zhou's house, Zhan Xi became the gentle and quiet girl again. Teacher Zhou welcomed her into the door, looked up and down, and smiled: "Xiao Zhan, you are better than the photos."

Zhan Xi wondered: "Ah?"

"I looked at your circle of friends." Teacher Zhou said, "Don't you mind?"

"Don't mind, don't mind." Zhan Xi also looked at Teacher Zhou. She was nearly fifty years old and was very well maintained. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and her long curly hair was tied loosely behind her head, which looked very elegant.

Teacher Zhou’s home is spacious and tidy, and her husband is there. Zhan Xi followed her into the study and found that Teacher Zhou also had a handmade workbench filled with various materials, tools and semi-finished products. There are more types than those of Xiaoyu, and Zhan Xi doesn’t recognize many things.

"Let's go to class here." Teacher Zhou made a cup of tea for Zhan Xi, sat down at the workbench with her, and asked with a smile, "Teacher Luo said, you want to communicate with the boy you like without barriers, is it true?"

Zhan Xi's face turned red, thinking to himself why Ji Hongzhe told Xiaoyu's sister that even told this!

"I...really," she could only admit shyly.

Teacher Zhou asked: "Is that person a little fish?"

Zhanxi: "…"
To be continued...