Annoyed by Gao Wanqing, He Jiayu's face turned pale, and he simply shook her off neatly and walked to Ji Shumian's side.

He asked Ji Shumian with a stinky face: "I don't like this kind of occasion, I'm going back, do you want to go back together?"

Can I refuse? Ji Shumian intuitively couldn't offend He Jiayu now, and it was useless for her to socialize now anyway, she lowered her head and whispered: "Then you go to the parking lot and wait for me first, I'll come later." ”

When I arrived at the parking lot, I saw He Jiayu standing there, and the black suit modified him with a sense of distance and set off his silhouette more. When he saw Ji Shumian coming, he put away his mobile phone and opened the co-pilot's door: "Let's go." ”

Ji Shumian was surprised, she thought that going home together meant taking her nanny car directly: "Aren't you waiting for my driver to come?"

"I didn't drink. ”

"No," Ji Shumian shook his head, "I'm not talking about this, I'm saying, when did you get your domestic driver's license?"

The corners of He Jiayu's mouth twitched, Ji Shumian really didn't care about him at all.

"Eighteen years old, before I went abroad. ”

"Aha, let's go, let's go. Ji Shumian smiled awkwardly, looked around, and made sure that no one noticed them before she got into the car.

All kinds of scenery speed outside the window, the street lights are on the street, and the dim street lamps do not forget to put a halo on the car window glass when passing by.

The first time she took He Jiayu's car, Ji Shumian was still a little nervous, and when she was waiting for the green light, she asked him: "That, when was the last time you drove?"

"Yesterday. He Jiayu's slender knuckles tapped on the steering wheel, smiling.

At this time, the green light just turned on, the car on the opposite side started to start, and the lights also flickered, probably due to negligence, the driver forgot to switch to low beams, and the high beam shook Ji Shumian's eyes so much that they couldn't do it.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at He Jiayu.

His voice sounded, and he continued: "What are you afraid of, even if I am injured, I will definitely protect you." ”

When he said this, he was careless, as if he was talking about the most ordinary thing, but Ji Shumian's heart unconsciously missed a beat.

Tick tick tick.

The alarm clock rang for the tenth time Ji Shumian got up and turned it off, she turned her head to look out the window, the sky was already bright, but it was foggy and covered with a layer of water vapor.

It seems to be a little cold, Ji Shumian shrunk into the quilt again, she doesn't like to turn on the heating, so she likes to drill into the quilt, this simplest and most intimate way has always been her first choice to absorb warmth.

Well, she wanted to sleep a little longer, her eyes were about to close again, and her stomach began to protest again, she touched her belly, and ang, and it took a long time to get up.

She used to basically skip breakfast, sometimes going to the airport at three or four o'clock in the morning, and when she arrived at her destination, she started to move non-stop, so she didn't have time to eat breakfast.

As a result, He Jiayu lived here, three meals a day and on time and on time, broke Ji Shumian's bad habits vividly, and also corrected her routine, not allowing her to stay up late, and calling her at twelve o'clock to see if she had turned off the phone.

She walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen, and He Jiayu put the breakfast in the insulated box, with post-it notes on it: If it's cold, heat it up again.

His handwriting is neatly written, just like He Jiayu, who plans everything clearly.

Ji Shu was in a panic, chatting with Jian Yi while eating: "It's really comfortable to sleep lazy." ”

"Didn't the little painter urge you to get up early today?"

"He went to the studio today," Ji Shumian pouted, "You said it's really good to be a painter, the working hours are really free every day, and you can paint when inspiration comes." ”

"Speaking of work, Director Lin came to me, I looked at that book and it was not bad, do you want to think about it?"

Ji Shumian bit his chopsticks, thought for a while, put the chopsticks down and typed with both hands, and replied very seriously: "I want to take a break, I always feel that I still have a lot of things to figure out, isn't it not suitable for activities now?" I want to take this opportunity to sort myself out." ”

"Okay. Jian Yi has always respected Ji Shumian's decision, "Then take a good rest, really suspend all activities, hey, you can still go on a trip or something, let's go together one day." ”

"Okay. ”

After Ji Shumian replied, He Jiayu's message came: "What do you want to eat at night?"

"I don't know. Ji Shumian tilted his head and thought about it, and sandwiched a fried bun.

While still eating breakfast in her mouth, she was about to start thinking about what to eat at night, which was really a difficult question, and she replied after a while: "Do you want to eat hot pot? I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, let's go to a movie after eating?"

"Hmm. ”

Ji Shumian picked up her mobile phone and began to book tickets, recently the movie of a senior she liked very much was released, and she couldn't go to the premiere, so she had to wrap herself tightly and go to the cinema.

At noon, the courier called her, all the household items she bought had arrived, Ji Shumian put down the magazine in his hand with great interest and ran to open the door.

The courier has always been in charge of their area, and he often meets with Ji Shumian, and he has no initial surprise at this big star, he helped Ji Shumian move things into the room, and asked enthusiastically: "Are you going to redecorate the house again?"

"Uh-huh, a different style. ”

She picked up the scissors and began to violently dismantle the courier, and when she finished dismantling everything and comparing the layout of the house, she began to frown, and she had no problem changing the tablecloth or something, how could she pull the curtains alone? There were several pillows on the sofa, how difficult it was for her to change them alone.

Thinking like this, Ji Shumian didn't want to move at all, so he just waited for He Jiayu to come back and change it together.

So He Jiayu came back from the studio, carrying a large pile of vegetables and looked at the living room with a confused face, the courier boxes and a messy pile of things, Ji Shumian jumped out and shouted at him: "Surprise!"

He Jiayu didn't react at once: "What did you buy?"

Ji Shumian smiled and approached him with a vase: "Last time on the phone, didn't I say that I wanted to surprise you?" I just thought about changing the style of the home to the one you like." ”

"And then?" He Jiayu raised his eyebrows, "I didn't see any surprises, this means that I want to DIY by myself?"

"Don't you think it's meaningful to do it?" Ji Shumian began to find a reason, "After the arrangement is completed later, there will be a full sense of accomplishment." ”

Ji Shumian. As if thinking of something, He Jiayu had a little headache, "Do you remember a time before, when you had to decorate my birthday party, and you fell into the cake." ”

He Jiayu's mother is a woman with a sense of ceremony, and every time He Jiayu's birthday is decorated, there will not be many people coming, just invite a few closest friends and family to celebrate.

Ji Shumian was full of energy and wanted to help do it, standing on the stool to glue the ribbons, but the person didn't stand firmly, and he slipped and fell.

There was a super large double-layer cake ordered by Aunt He Jiayu for him next to him, and Ji Shumian just fell into it, and at that moment, it seemed that the cream fragrance all over the world was rushing towards Ji Shumian.

When he was helped up, Ji Shumian licked the corners of his mouth, thinking: This cake is really delicious, no wonder He Jiayu is obsessed with this shop.

But the birthday star was very unhappy, he had been looking forward to this big cake for a long time, but it was all ruined by Ji Shumian, and he was so angry that he didn't talk to Ji Shumian for three days.

He Jiayu, a rich young master, doesn't like any strange things, but is obsessed with sweets.

In the end, He Jiayu still compromised, he couldn't let this pile of things occupy a place in the living room all the time, right?

In between the arrangements, Ji Shumian remembered about the cake and asked curiously: "Why do you like sweets so much?"

"Why do you like sweet and sour?" He Jiayu asked her rhetorically, "Then why do you like spicy things." ”

"That's right," Ji Shumian handed the beige pillowcase in his hand to He Jiayu, watched him skillfully put the pillow up, and asked, "Why do you like warm colors? This doesn't match your cold image at all." ”

"Then why do you like this cool tone?"

"Well, I don't like it. "That's a long way off," because public figures can't be too emotional, so I change the cool tone to keep me calm all the time. ”

He Jiayu sighed: "I'm not cold, I just don't like to talk." You know, my parents are always busy, and they expect a lot from me. ”

Later, I got used to watching other children play while I was doing the questions seriously, I got used to saying things in a few words, and I got used to thinking about all the links before doing something.

Ji Shumian scratched her head embarrassedly, her parents have always been in free-range mode for her, so she spreads wild everywhere all day long, goes to the house to uncover the tiles, chases dogs and cats, and always affects He Jiayu, a good child.

"When I was a child, I used to harass you and delay your time to paint. Ji Shumian regretted that He Jiayu was five years older than him, and he was not as mature as him.

"When you were a child, you didn't have such a high consciousness as you do now," He Jiayu glanced at Ji Shumian, she was looking remorseful, alas, he sighed in his heart and comforted her, "I used to draw but my parents forced me to learn a skill, and I never thought I would really fall in love." ”

In those boring and boring days, he didn't envy other children, and he also wanted to go out and play all day, but when he saw that his parents' eyes were full of anticipation, he would suppress this thought.

Fortunately, there is a lively Ji Shumian who is making trouble in front of him all the time, and he has never had the consciousness of being a sister, and he takes pleasure in bullying him all day long. In his impatient irritability with a dark face, I don't know when, there was a trace of joy in being accompanied.