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From the beginning to the end, Luo Jun has been looking at her, sitting on the floor at the door, enjoying being ignored, laughing and rolling all by herself.

After a shower, it's almost ten o'clock. The habit of playing games has been forced to quit. Going to bed early is more important than anything. After all, we should take good care of our body for the sake of our parents.

Like every young person, take a last look at the mobile phone, circle of friends and QQ space before going to bed.

There is a picture of Wen Ziqian on, but there is no corner mark. That is to say, this guy hasn't found himself for such a long time.

Didn't you confirm the relationship?

Why suddenly become so indifferent? When I came out, I didn't help the girl to find a house. Not even a greeting.

Summer rain some hoodwink, recall oneself and Luo Jungang good that, the telephone that calls a frequently.

My fingers are hanging on the screen for no reason, but...

forget it, let's not say it.

Or, say "good night.".

Luo Jun looked at the woman lying on the bed, the lights turned off, still looking at the mobile phone. Fluorescent hit in the face, actually also licking fingers, is really naive.

Is that face full of spring?

Unfortunately, ten or twenty minutes later, there was no reply.

He may be asleep. Maybe not yet. Night shift?

Xia Yu carefully put the mobile phone under the pillow, lying flat, hands on the abdomen, holding a stomach of vision, go to sleep.

As everyone knows, Wen Ziqian did not see that "good night", but did not want to reply. What's the reply? For such a woman, it's not worth the warm man's effort to treat the man's effort as an artificial woman.

It's strange that such a front wall is all exaggerated design of glass, and there is no small curtain installed.

The sun comes in straight and shines on the bed. It's warm. If you wake up like this every day, it's really warm all your life.

Summer rain stretched a waist, the eye is not very comfortable, probably have eye excrement and so on, but can't use the hand to rub.

Vaguely lifted the quilt, got out of bed, squinted and pretended not to look at the door. The man on the floor was sleeping soundly with six or seven pillows.

Well, the hairstyle is gone, not so handsome, but, I have to say, it's a little cute.

Just a little.

Xia Yu opens the bathroom door, brushes her teeth and washes her face, simply applies sunscreen and looks in the mirror.

I didn't have dinner last night. I was a little pale and bloodless. Take out the lipstick that is the same as Chen Weiwei's but rarely used. Let's go! "Well, not bad."

Xia Yu turns to see that Luo Jun, with a chicken nest on his head, leans half by the door and looks at himself admiringly.

Kick it out, and that's what conditioned thinking is. The corner of the mouth on his face went down in an instant: "do you want to exaggerate? Do I make you so upset? "

Luo Jun is very disappointed, all of a sudden no confidence, isn't his charm enough, should the whole Rong what, hand unconsciously touch his chin.

"Cool Unexpectedly, summer rain suddenly big mouth crack, smile of incomparable exaggeration active.

Luo Jun is puzzled, as if he saw a neuropathy.

Xia Yu shakes his head and tail happily: "if I can beat you like this every day, it will be even better."

Sick! Luo Jun's face muscles jump unnaturally, subconsciously back a step.

Summer rain out of the bathroom, carrying bags across the body, just about to go out of the house.

"Ah! You don't eat! "

"Ding" elevator arrived, summer rain good mood to turn around a smile: "do you see that there is food in this room?"

"..."

without waiting for Luo Jun's response, he strode onto the elevator and waited for two seconds. It seemed that no one followed. The elevator door closes.

Downstairs, a tall man thundered Xiayu: "Hello!" The skin is dark, but the teeth are white, and the smile is very sunny.

"Hello," Xia Yu politely replied, "are you..."

"Oh, I'm new here, personnel department. My name is Zhao Yongzhao. Hello."

I'll go, colleague.

Xia Yu reaches out her hand and holds it. It looks like a big hand full of cocoons. It's a model man! It's just a gift from heaven. It's not easy for the personnel department to get such a product.

It is estimated that in the next three months at least, the group of girls in the Department will be able to get rid of mania.

indeed, as Xia Yu thought, entering the door of the Ministry of personnel came a mixture of perfume.

It's no exaggeration. Xia Yu pinches her nose, widens her eyes, opens her mouth and breathes, looking at the girls in the Department.

One skirt is shorter than the other, one heel is thinner than the other, one collar is lower than the other, lipstick, ouch, there are all kinds of colors, which are more beautiful than the sunset. Grandma Liu has seen the world since she entered the Grand View Garden.Zhao Yongzhao smiles at Xiayu. In this way, she is the classic beauty Yuanyuan and the washboard Xiayu, who wear a long skirt and meet for the first time.

Xia Yu also smiles. Today's work scope is really wonderful! It's time to bring that guy Luo Jun to have a look. Ha ha, how do you think of that guy? Ha ha.

As soon as she felt sick, Xia Yu shook her head. Jiang Yuanyuan kindly walked over and passed by, holding a cup of coffee in her hand: "what are you doing? You can't shake your head like that. Your brain will break. "

Xia Yu, with a giggle, sits down in her seat and puts down her bag. Seeing that Zhao Yongzhao doesn't talk to any beautiful woman, she walks directly behind Yuanyuan's buttocks. She jokes in her heart that a beautiful woman matches a hero, a prosperous beauty and a powerful general.

Open the cell phone, look at their own that, or did not reply, curiously typed two words sent in the past: "good morning.".

Wen Ziqian was walking in the corridor of the hospital. He heard the sound of his mobile phone. He opened it and looked at it. It's ok if he didn't reply good night. Good morning, just return one: "good morning".

See reply seconds back, summer rain more happy: "have you had breakfast?"

Fool, clearly did not eat, but also asked others, about to be angry.

Luo Jun is carrying his mobile phone, on which someone's wechat record is pushed in time, even 0.82 seconds faster than his own reception.

Technology is so advanced.

Wen Ziqian turned a white eye at his mobile phone. He didn't reply and put it in his pocket.

After waiting for a long time, Xia Yu comforted herself. The doctor was busy and didn't want to be too clingy. He began to prepare for a day's work, sorting out a large number of resumes received yesterday. As a rookie in the company, he did the simplest filing work, and then handed it over to the second round of people for screening.

Even if it was such a simple job, I was still busy until 5 p.m. when Xia Yu packed the bags, put the things on the table in order, turned on the mobile phone and didn't reply.

"Dinner together?"

... until 5:30, the reply finally came: "overtime."

Work overtime. OK, go out and look for things by yourself. Put away the mobile phone, stand up, don't want to mind a sink, in front of a black, there is a moment almost directly fainted.

Fortunately, there is a big hand behind him to catch himself. Incredibly Leng for a long time, behind the voice of cold complaining: "see you thin, brain is not enough blood."

Luo Jun? Xia Yu returns to his senses and stubbornly pushes away the support under him. Looking back, this handsome face is not Luo Jun, who else can it be!

"Why are you here?"

What's so surprising? I don't know how this woman's brain can become so stupid. Luo Jun endure temper does not laugh, will jump out two words: "eat."

Eat, eat fart: "who wants to eat with you, I tell you, you don't want to sneak into my house today."

Half of his body bumps into Luo Jun and goes out. Fortunately, this time he doesn't come to the company with a vote of bodyguards, otherwise he has to spit out blood in summer.

By bus, all the way home, although stop and go, but unimpeded. See about to enter the community, the arm was suddenly pulled by Luo Jun: "you don't eat?"

Dizzy just now, don't you have dinner?

Summer rain white he one eye, arm a swing, did not shake off, another swing, did not shake off: "Luo Jun!"

Luo Jun immediately let go, and two claws raised his head, do surrender posture.

All the way commissary aggrieved to follow, followed into the elevator, summer rain in the heart is clear, anyway any copper wall iron wall can't stop him, simply give up struggling, let him follow, still can follow the flower?

When the elevator "Ding" arrived at the 28th floor, the room was clean, the broken clothes were gone, the bed quilts were very flat, and the snack bags disappeared.

Oh, I knew it would be like this.

Xia Yu takes off her bag, throws it on the sofa, takes off her shoes, and falls on the bed with a jump! Take it!

Luo Jun pinched his nose and couldn't help retching. Summer rain lightly Piao come over, Luo Jun immediately shut mouth.

Hold your breath, this foot is too smelly! "Look, look at your summer rain. Is there a place like a woman's from head to foot, from front to back?"

Xia Yu disdains to respond. Anyway, I have a boyfriend and I want you to manage. I can't help but turn out my mobile phone and brush it. The picture is fixed on the word "overtime".

With a slight sigh, he threw his mobile phone at the head of the bed and covered his stomach with pain.

Luo Jun noticed that something was wrong, climbed to bed and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong? "

"..." the people on the bed didn't respond, as if they had fallen asleep.

Luo Jun was scared and started directly. He wanted to turn the summer rain over: "Oh! What are you doing! "

"What's the matter with you? Is there something wrong? "

Xia Yu's face was a little pale, and she didn't have the strength to speak: "don't worry about it."

I don't care! This sentence is a heavy blow to Luo Jun's own possessiveness. The next ruthless, no longer merciful, directly holding the summer rain shoulder, will her up.The summer rain is vexed, a slap, no light or heavy, even no direction to hit.

Luo Junshan dodges and stares at the peach blossom eyes. It's hard to believe and even harder to accept.

"Luo Jun," Xia Yu word by word taut, eyes also don't open, eyebrows light wrinkle together: "Luo Jun, you special touch me again with me get out."