Ji Xiaonan raised the food box in his hand and said, "long live my family, my Lord has ordered me to deliver food to you every day from tonight on!"
Wei Bao is in charge of ordering, he is in charge of takeout service, who let him most idle.
"And he?" He recognized that he was Kangxi's friend, and his face was always indifferent.
"I went back to filming. I should have been on the plane by now." He handed her the food box. "By the way, there's glutinous rice!" He also put the rope into her hand, glutinous rice crawling on the ground with a big tongue.
It has been at home for a few days, and has been familiar with it. There is no obvious rejection.
He felt that his heart was empty, and there was a faint sense of loss. It was not strong. It seemed that he had just been squeezed out and had not had time to adjust.
When she looked at the food box, she always felt guilty. She was a little embarrassed to eat people all day long.
Ji Xiaonan seemed to see it and said, "if you want to refuse, don't tell me." He took out a note from his pocket, "this is long live Ye's wechat. You know, artists are very troublesome. Wechat is not registered by his commonly used mobile phone number. You can add him according to the above wechat. If you have any words, you can tell him that I am an errand runner."
With that, he squatted down, touched the head of nuomi, whispered a few words, and left.
The handwriting on the note was familiar to her, as if she was afraid of losing it. She recited the micro signal several times.
Back in the room, she opened the food box, not surprised. It was filled with her favorite food, three dishes and one soup, and a fruit salad.
The heart of the loss and East and west to gather together, fusion, and then disappear, replaced by a warm, thick spread in the heart.
She put the food box on the table and was not in a hurry to enjoy it. She found her mobile phone and searched for the menu. Growing up in the United States, she was not familiar with the domestic chat tools, and still used MSN as the main tool. Anhui thought that it would make her out of touch with society, so she helped her download and install wechat, but she never used it once.
She opened the app software of wechat and entered the password of 600600, which was based on her name, so she remembered it very well. After logging in, she clicked on the bottom address book, chose to add friends, entered Kangxi's wechat into the search box, and then confirmed the search.
Soon, the four words "long live my emperor" came out. She was stunned and looked at the head portrait again. It was a picture of nuomi that she dared to confirm it was him.
This narcissistic nickname... She can't help bending her lips.
Dexterous finger poked the nickname, in the verification add friend information input "I'm Hu Hu", click the send in the upper right corner.
After waiting and waiting, I didn't see the verification passed. I guess he may still be on the plane. I can't help but feel disappointed. But I feel better when I think that he can see it when he gets off the plane.
She went back to the dining room and was ready for dinner. Sesame at her feet gave her a whine.
"What's the matter?"
Sesame barked in the direction of the dog bowl.
Glutinous rice is puckering its big fat buttocks and eating sesame dinner. It doesn't know how to be polite at all. After eating it, it still arrogantly occupies the nest of sesame.
Sesame is not happy, go up to catch it, glutinous rice refused to go, sesame bite the mat hard to drag, trying to grab his own bed, glutinous rice lying on top, let it drag.
All of a sudden, the two dogs had a lot of trouble.
Sure enough, what kind of people, what kind of dogs.
This as like as two peas and a master of the game, the self possessed character and the moral integrity of others.