Lin Xiaoqi, who came out day by day, was even easier to persuade than she imagined, with the care of her parents in real life, and Wen Xin on the Internet to help her slowly "heal", she would not pin her belief in life on the virtual Internet god.

When Wen Xin felt that it was about the same, he went to the courtyard again, and the unknown creatures were no longer as solid as before, indicating that their general direction was right.

This unknown creature is just like the monster that smoked incense in ancient times, and without incense, it will naturally disappear slowly.

Xiting also knew that Wen Xin would definitely go to real life to see when he dispelled the beliefs of those "poor people" on the Internet, although he didn't know why the number of supernatural events had increased recently, but he fully believed that the members of his group had the ability to complete these tasks, after all, they were all experienced cultivators, so he decided to stay with the new members, and the new members did not have a car, so it was a matter of course to be a driver.

Watching Wen Xin investigate one by one and give them their due rewards, Xiting didn't know how soft his expression was, there were not serious and responsible women around him, but no one felt like Wen Xin gave him the feeling, he couldn't say it but couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was very memorable.

Waiting for the last thank you letter to be sent to the netizens' mailboxes, Wen Xin couldn't help but stretch his waist, chatting with them these days and constantly running around, it can be regarded as a gain.

Xiting pulled Wen Xin into the car, looking at her tired appearance leaning on the chair, she was a little jealous of those who were treated gently by her, and she was really still a little girl, full of enthusiasm, the galaxy was hot, and she looked at the world with childish and simple eyes.

"When they don't believe in the red clothes at all, the red clothes will disappear, will they?"

The girl's voice was no longer as relaxed as she had just sent the letter, with a bit of loss, like the amazement of meeting the peach blossoms in April, scattered until they dissipated.

"Little Star," Xiting didn't answer the question directly, looking ahead, opening the passenger window, "You look at the clouds in the sky, do you look good?"

"It's pretty, like a marshmallow. Although I don't know why Xiting asked like this, he still answered seriously.

"Something is fake no matter how real it is, it's just a cloud, not a marshmallow. ”

Wen Xin didn't speak again, leaned his head back, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said lightly: "Boss, you speak so straightforwardly, it's easy to find a girlfriend." ”

"You're the boss...... Not old, not in a hurry. I don't know why, swallowing the twenty-six-year-old in his mouth, he is not very willing to let his new team members know the age difference between him and her.

Probably...... Xi Ting shook his head imperceptibly, and smiled, what is the approximation, his words have been analyzed by himself, where does the occupational disease come from.

"It's here—"

Xiting gently pushed Wen Xin in the passenger seat, looking at her sleepy-eyed appearance, the smile on the corner of her mouth overflowed unconsciously.

"Arrived at the villa. I'm tired today, rest early, the show can always be edited, don't be tired yourself. And I'm not the kind of boss who squeezes employees, and the dark circles under my eyes are coming out. ”

Wen Xin's skin is very white, which causes a little blue-black to look particularly obvious.

After saying that, I regretted it a little, I found that my subordinates were so tired, and they woke up people, which was really incompetent...... Top dog.

Wen Xin smiled: "Thank you boss for your concern, it's okay, serve the people!"

"The little girl's thinking level is quite high!"

"That's!" Wen Xin shrugged his little nose, and a proud expression slowly appeared.

It's kind of cute, like a little fox that has stolen a fishy bite.

Xiting smiled, really, he and the little girl have been staying for a long time, and their imagination has become richer and richer.

I couldn't help pinching the little girl's face with my hand, tsk, it's quite soft.

…… What was he thinking!!

"Ahem, little star, I'll go to the courtyard tomorrow, and this task will come to an end. ”

Seeing Xiting talking about work, Wen Xin also looked serious: "Mmmm, I promise to complete the task!"

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning at eight o'clock. ”

"Well, thank you, Boss, bye-bye!"

As soon as she walked into the villa, the knight's cat pounced and grabbed Wen Xin's shoulder, and then the marshmallow ran out of the steps that her relatives didn't recognize and came to her in circles, and finally the swordsman stepped on the cat step and lay on the sofa to stare at her.

Wen Xin: ...... Blame the embarrassment.

Director Xia saw Wen Xin come in: "Little star, our show will end the day after tomorrow, and we need everyone to chat together today." ”

Ah, it's over the day after tomorrow, so soon. Wen Xin thought inappropriately.

"On the couch?"

"Well, let's sit on the sofa first, the other guests haven't gotten off work yet, and we have to wait a little longer. ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Wen Xin sat down on the couch, and the swordsman jumped, jumping right into her arms, stopping the knight's tendency to slide from his shoulders to his legs.

Then Director Xia saw two cats, one orange and one black, began to curse, and "meowed", like a machine gun "suddenly", but it seemed that because of Wen Xin, the meow was very quiet.

Little Star's pets are really interesting.

There is a warm and soft cat in his hand, and his feet are wrapped in soft cotton candy and fluffy hair, blowing the air conditioner in the house just right, enjoy.

The fatigue of the day also swept in, and Wen Xin leaned back on the sofa and squinted his eyes.

Just lie down for a while......

Wen Xin was woken up with a "bang", and a spirit sat up straight and looked at the door in a daze, it was another guest who had returned.

I shook my head, took a sip of water, listened to the conversation between the director and the guests over there, and focused my attention.

"Is Miss Tang back?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's right, our show is going to end the day after tomorrow, so we need everyone to make small talk tonight, can you watch it?"

"Yes. ”

……

After a while, Tang Song sat on the sofa next to him.

I don't know why, Wen Xin always felt that her eyes were looking at her, as if she had something to say to herself.

"Good evening, Miss Tang. ”

"Good evening. ”

Okay, if you don't say it, I'll continue to throw the topic.

"Where's the little sister's cat, don't you stay with your pet?"

Tang Song felt as if she had been hit by an arrow in her heart, and her cat was probably in a corner of the room to enjoy the coolness, so that it would not be like the pet of the girl in front of her, who would come out to greet her every day when she came back...... She, the unworthy cat owner, came out to greet ......

Wen Xin also saw the envy and longing in Tang Song's eyes, eh, she probably knew why Tang Song always looked at her, but this ability was still so enviable.

The director over there also heard the conversation between them, and shouted from afar: "Miss Tang, you need to chat with our cute pet!"

Tang Song floated by with a little resentment, like a dream, like a dream, like a dream-like poignant and confused.

The girl floated past her, silently far away, far away, to the delicate staircase, and to the hall.

Wen Xin naturally remembered the books she had memorized before, and couldn't help laughing, the young lady was also very interesting.

Waiting for Tang Song to come out with her little orange in his arms, Xia Shang had just entered the door, looked at the two ladies sitting on the sofa, looked at the director suspiciously, and after learning the situation, he also sat on the sofa from upstairs with his own orange cat.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and the three of them sat stunned and didn't speak.

After all, the three of them have jobs, and they can't have time, and they don't usually encounter many opportunities, so they only know each other's names, but they don't know each other at all, just like roommates who don't communicate.

Director Xia clapped her hands, or she designed the problem, threw bricks and stones, and then let them tell.