[My master is crazy, reason: "Lack of same-sex love."] Online distress: "Welcome the handsome and kind-hearted little brother to sign up enthusiastically, sell a sister, meow" - I am a little Zuer!]

The light and fragrant sweet and sour smell filled the whole room, obviously very fragrant, but I picked up the fork inexplicably, and I lost my appetite.

Little Zuer went around to the other side, curled up on the table and meowed, his front paws still flirting from time to time, and the two paws merged.

He grinned hoarsely and made tempting gestures towards food.

Then he stood up very delicately, his fluffy hair stood up, and walked back and forth on the high table. The slender tail swayed back and forth in the back in a good mood, as if walking on the catwalk, and the person who walked two laps changed his posture and sat down cross-legged with his paws, so cute that he fouled.

There are people who have been healed and are in a good mood.

Zu Ning smiled at it soothingly, still lost but comforted: "Sure enough, you still feel more sorry for me! ”

The little guy called twice more, as if in agreement.

picked up the phone and slowly flipped through the contacts on the interface, and the afterglow came to the familiar name, and the godless gaze quickly lit up into a line.

The person who crossed the dial-through button, the mood of the yin owl eased a little.

The phone has been on for a long time and no one has answered, and the sound of beeping and beeping seems exceptionally clean and long in the huge house.

"Won't it and won't be free?" Zu Ning moved away a little, looking at the constantly beating number and muttered quietly.

His fingertips cupped Xiao Zu'er's round face, frowning and thinking.

The mobile phone interface on the dining table kept ringing, which seemed a little abrupt in this empty and elegant restaurant.

The piano music not far away was one after another, and she couldn't remember how many of them were tonight?

The people and things she once longed for are now in front of her, and they have become within reach or even gratuitous accommodation, and I don't know if they are rare or unwanted.

He has always been a very light man and does not like to be boisterous. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and it is really like a clear spring water, which cannot stir up the slightest ripple.

is stereotypical and thoughtful, so people can't find fault with it, I really can't understand why I was so obsessed with this man in the first place.

She has been avoiding his eyes, the man's glowing eyes are too traction, and they are still like this, if you can't look at it, you will still plop, and you have no confidence at all.

She was not his opponent, this was something Qiao Qingxuan knew a long time ago.

Sometimes, she really tried to dissect, but her ability was limited, and no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't peek into it.

Qiao Qingxuan was bored and tried not to be affected.

The place where he appears is always elegant and quiet. Unlike her, who likes to be lively and flamboyant enough.

The feeling of loss ate her little by little, Qiao Qingxuan bit her lip and lowered her eyes not very happily. Anyway, he was as noble as a god in front of him, sitting there with style and strength.

Ruddy lips, pursed shallowly.

From the corners of the lips to the peaks of the lips, the clear lip line is outlined into a beautiful M-shape.

From the very beginning of her acquaintance with this man, she knew that he was stylish, enigmatic, and addictive.

Right now, he's sitting across from him, in a casual posture.

The high bridge of the nose shows the proportions of the facial features, and it is high and straight along the cheekbones on both sides of the nose.

The shimmer light on his face, the reflected skin is in good condition, not a cold fair, not a wheat-colored tan, but a warm yellow tone, a touch of yellow is a very typical Asian complexion.

This good-looking aggressiveness is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and it is a little invisible in nature. This appreciation, Qiao Qingxuan admits that whenever she sees him, she can't help but be moved and infected.

Folded hands, naturally crossed.

The tight jaw line is slightly tightened, and the corners of the lips that seem to be smiling are hooked with a little emotion, which is not deep.

She knew it was evidence of the man's patience.

No one spoke, and the patience of the other was excellent tonight. He has many facets, elegant, deep, textured, and heavy.

The ever-beating interface is like a marathon race, and after all, it depends on who bows first.

"Don't pick it up? Qin Run's voice was deep and orderly, and she was shocked to hear it inexplicably.

The flowers bloom with faint ink marks, and the marks left by this man are traceless and nourishing. Like a flower in the dust, it blooms with a sense of prosperity.

Hearing this, Qiao Qingxuan trembled, and her eyelids jumped several times unconsciously.

Until the beating interface is completely stopped, the huge restaurant is quiet again.

This was once her favorite title.

It is a harbor where she will have a way home when she hears it, and now, when she hears it again, she will still be touched, and more will only be inexplicably empty and huge grievances swept in.

In addition, the melancholy is deeper than the nostalgia.

Taking a deep breath, under the dining table, her fingers clenched alternately.

Without a trace of emotion, he said: "You don't know my circle very well? If you don't know too much, I'm afraid you wouldn't have allowed that phone call to ring for so long, right?"

The sound of sneering came out of the nasal voice, and it was under the control of confidence, so faint that it was almost inaudible.

This is him, who has always taken all the initiative in her life.

Looking at the hardly undulating expression on his face, a deep sense of frustration came over him.

She inexplicably let out a breath of depression and said irritably: "Stop, stop playing, it's ugly." Qiao Qingxuan didn't look back and yelled at the pianist not far away.

It's not a good thing to get angry.

Her delicate eyes were full of tiredness and boredom, and her round eyes were no longer as smart as they used to be. The angry face sneered angrily, staring at the man in front of him, and constantly suppressed his emotions.

In an elegant restaurant, how can a pianist with extraordinary piano skills play badly?

The pianist in the distance got up uneasily, looking at the attitude of the nonchalant man waiting for him.

Qiao Qingxuan stared at him calmly, watching him wave his hand to let the pianist leave quietly.

It's always like this, playing the most perfect character and seeing the most humble side.

There was almost no joy or sorrow, and she wanted to tear off his mask more than once to see what he was really like.

Even if she is not humble and perfect, she is willing to accept it, instead of playing the role of perfection as she is now, becoming an empty hole with no end in sight.

The suffocating environment made it impossible for her to survive.

"Sorry, I need to go back on a call. She got up, grabbed her phone, and headed to the bathroom.

The steps that were taken up by the empty and sold were put down again.

With her back to him, Qiao Qingxuan was paranoid and indifferent and dropped a sentence, almost roaring: "You and I talk a lot and make a lot of mistakes, and we see too much." Rather than this, it is better to be nostalgic than to meet. Jiang Zichen, don't force me, don't make me feel extra superfluous even the little beauty left between us. ”

The man's pale smile hung distancing in the corner of his eyes, and under the blurred gaze, it was scattered at first glance, and it was godless up close.

Confused and helpless, heartache and almost despair.

This is the sixth year they have known each other, and they have gone from being intimate to being strangers.

Also tonight, Qiao Qingxuan called his full name for the first time.

There is no warmth and warmth, only endless coldness.

Jiang Zichen smiled brightly, from slow to urgent to empty.

His heart has returned to dust in the dust of prosperity, and since then, no matter how affectionate it is, it seems redundant.

She gently closed the bathroom door and exhaled a cool breath.

The eyes look at the nose, and the nose looks at the heart.

silently complained: "What an extreme hedonist, even the bathroom in the restaurant is decorated so that people have the illusion of wanting to sleep directly in it?"

The girl who finished complaining was lazily leaning against the wall, and it took too much effort to deal with Jiang Zichen just now.

Looking at the wet sweat under her palm, she smacked her tongue silently.

Zu Ning, who was rejected one after another all night, was inexplicably lost to the extreme, and he simply doubted his life.

The person who held Xiao Zu'er and didn't have the mind to eat noodles silently asked: "Hey, cats, I heard that cats and cats have some special functions?"

"Otherwise, I'm so good-looking, it stands to reason that these people shouldn't reject me like this! I'm so popular now, one or two of them are afraid of me, what's the matter!"

Zu Ning, who was so indignant that he doubted his life, asked aggrievedly while petting the cat, and the little guy noticed that his sister was in a bad mood and kept playing with her.

The person whose mood was healed a little bit looked at the cat in his arms with a light cough and a very formal voice, and decided to have a soul-to-soul question.

Holding its gills, a cat and a person looked at each other.

After looking at it for a moment, her figure was reflected in the little guy's teasing blue eyes, and Zu Ning turned her gaze unnaturally.

Xiao Zu'er was not satisfied with her sister's perfunctory, raised her paws, and patted her lightly.

Zu Ning snorted, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my sister who isn't serious." I didn't expect our little ancestor to be this kind of peerless and true love cutie. Why, what. ”

"By the way, little Zu'er, my sister is going to ask you a very serious thing now, if you think it's right, just 'meow' and 'meow' twice, you know?" Zu Ning widened her eyes that were comparable to Kazlan's and asked seriously.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Zu'er 'meowed'.

Zu Ning's heart was full of joy, and he said tentatively: "Then let's start, you have to behave well, perform well with cat food and dried fish, you will be the leading cat on the road to riches." ”

The warm palm gives her smooth hair, which can be regarded as a welfare in advance!

"Listen, first question: Is Sister Zu Ning beautiful?" she blinked, signaling that it was time to answer.

Xiao Zuer lived up to expectations with a "meow".

This sound made her feel very comfortable.

With his elbows propped up on the eaves of the table, Zu Ning probed his brain to find his shoes.

The woman in the slippers walked to the coffee table and pulled out the dried fish from the drawer.

Open the bag and take out a small piece of dried fish.

The little guy who followed the smell came over with the tip of his nose and meowed.

She smiled and pinched the dried fish and fed it: "Good girl, you just behaved so well, this is my sister's reward for you." Let's continue~"

Little Zu'er meowed haughtily in agreement.

"Second question: Sister is quite generous, right?" she raised the dried fish, and this time Xiao Zuer meowed directly without thinking about it.

Getting the answer he wanted again, Zu Ning fed it another bite in a bright mood.

Women love compliments, no matter what they are.

Obviously, today's little ancestor is particularly good.

"That'...... The last question: Is my sister good-tempered? Wen is not gentle!" The voice was extremely soft, and Zu Ning looked at it expectantly.