One year is approaching the end of the year.

In a year, Si Sheng has gone from an unknown little transparent to a top star recognized by the entire network, and has gained a full sense of presence in the public's eyes for a whole year.

After the art exhibition, Si Sheng's mobile phone was blown up, and there were even people coming to the door. Si Sheng was so upset that he simply changed his phone number and moved from home to Ling Xize's house next door. Finally, it was much quieter.

December 24.

Si Sheng had video chatted with Ruan Yan with the drawings of the government city last night, and talked until 2 a.m., and was forced back to the bedroom to sleep by Ling Xize. As a result, Si Sheng was muttering that Ling Xize hindered her enthusiasm for work, and the next second he just touched the pillow and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was dawn.

Si Sheng was sleeping in a drowsy way. He touched the side with his hands, and it was empty. He looked at it with half-squinted eyes. Ling Xize had long disappeared.

She sat up.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Ling Xize looked in, "Are you awake?"

"Um."

Ling Xize stood at the door and said, "Get up and have breakfast."

Si Sheng raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock."

"oh."

After sleeping for six or seven hours, it was almost done. Si Sheng closed his eyes and woke up for two minutes, then got up and washed up.

When she pulled her slippers into the living room, she happened to see Ling Xize bringing a bowl of noodles to the table.

Si Sheng leaned over, hugged Ling Xize's waist, tiptoed to put his head on his shoulder, and then went to see the bowl he brought to the table, "How about longevity noodles?"

"Yes." Ling Xize was very confident, "I made progress this year."

“…”

Si Sheng recalled his confidence in honey last year and did not respond for a while.

Of course, his bowl of longevity noodles was better than she thought.

After putting the chopsticks, Ling Xize urged her, "Eat quickly."

"oh."

Si Sheng let go of him, pulled the dining chair away, sat down, and picked up the chopsticks.

A noodle is very long, obviously made with rulers and scissors just like last year. However, the appearance has really improved.

After picking up the noodles, Si Sheng suddenly thought of something and looked at Ling Xize with a smile, "How many times have you failed?"

Ling Xize's face did not change, "I have never failed."

After smiling, Si Sheng glanced at the kitchen and raised his eyebrows: "The garbage has not been thrown away, right?"

“…seven times.”

"waste."

With a mutter, Si Sheng lowered his head and ate the noodles.

However, just one mouthful, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes blinked, a little awkward. She looked up and saw Ling Xize holding the table with her hands, staring at her focused and nervously.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xize was surprised, "The smell was wrong?"

Si Sheng asked: "Her old man gave you the menu heirloom?"

"..." Ling Xize was confused for a second, and he felt relieved, and smiled and pinched her face, nodded in response, "Yes."

"When did it happen?" Si Sheng was inexplicably.

Ling Xize said: "Give me your dowry that day."

At that time, he and Yi Zhongzheng chatted for two hours.

Except for a few special things, it is basically what Yi Zhong is telling Si Sheng.

What habits do Si Sheng likes, doesn’t like, what should I pay attention to?... Too many. Ling Xize is afraid of forgetting, so he recorded them all. He will listen to them occasionally when he thinks about them. Now he is familiar with them.

"..." Si Sheng recalled carefully, thinking of this, and then asked quickly, "Where is my dowry?"

"I'll show you when you finish your noodles."

"……oh."

Anyway, it's been a year, so I don't care about this for a while.

Not counting in the past two years, Si Sheng used to eat Yi Zhongzheng's longevity noodles every year, which had long been deeply rooted. She thought that Yi Zhongzheng would never be able to eat it again after she left, but she didn't expect that Ling Xize learned about 70% of the time, and the taste was very similar.

Practicing in private will definitely fail more than seven times.

Si Sheng was very good at noodles. Not only did he eat noodles, but he even finished the soup base.

"Young Master Ling——"

Si Sheng put down the bowls and chopsticks and turned his head to want to marry a dowry.

The next moment, I saw Ling Xize walking out of the study and holding a large box in his hand, with a length, width and height of about one meter.

"A file bag, do you use such a big box?" Si Sheng couldn't help but complain, "Is it so terrible?"

After saying that, I felt something was wrong again-

She was surprised, "I still pretended to be quite heavy."

“…”

Ling Xize looked at her silently, put the box on the ground, making a dull sound.

Si Sheng: "..."

A mere archive bag seems to be unable to create such a sound.

"The file bag is a thank you gift for me." Ling Xize raised his hand and knocked on the box and said to Si Sheng, "Your dowry is made separately."

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Addicted to making pictures...

I know I'm wrong!!! I'm kneeling on the washboard for Ni Meng!!!

But I still want to make pictures...
Chapter completed!