The time is approaching the end of the year, and there are obviously fewer people on Shangjing Street. The huge city seems to have turned into a ghost town overnight, and even the human taste has been lost.

"Shangjing Boy" has prepared all the content to be published in advance and gives everyone a holiday.

Suddenly idle, Li Er was a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if he was adjusted by too much work~ to shake M, and he was uncomfortable when he was idle.

Gao Qiao went back to his hometown for the New Year, and Fu Jian was not at home. Just when Li Er thought that he would have to spend this year alone, Illya actually called him.

To be honest, when he saw Illya's name displayed on his phone, Lear couldn't believe it. Because he has always contacted her in one direction, and she has never taken the initiative to call him.

"I'm done with the original draft, hurry up and get the new storyboard. ”

Illya's voice was still just as soft and cute, but the impatience in her tone was undisguised.

"I remember that the last time I gave the storyboard, I could draw a total of eight words. Lear suspected he had misheard.

"I'm done with the painting, are you coming or not?"

"I'll come right over. ”

"By the way, bring me some fruit on the way, I'm going to eat cherry tomatoes. ”

Without waiting for Lear to agree, Illya hung up the phone. Li Er reluctantly came out of the warm home, took the storyboard with the back, and rushed to the studio in the empty subway.

He creaked in an envelope containing the storyboard, juicy cherry tomatoes in one hand, and opened the door with a spare key in the other. The lights in the foyer were on, but it was still daytime. Except for the night of driving, Lear couldn't find any other explanation.

Illya sat at her workbench, wearing a loose white cotton sweatshirt and her long silver hair slightly unkempt, like a cat that had just rolled over the couch.

Lear placed the bag containing cherry tomatoes next to the table, and Illya snatched it, picked one up, and stuffed it into her mouth. She narrowed her eyes in satisfaction: "Well, it's quite sweet, it seems that you are still a little useful~"

"Aren't you afraid that you haven't washed it......?"

"Well, didn't wash it?"

"Not really, I let them wash it when I bought it. ”

"That's it. Illya rolled her eyes. I have to say that if you have a good look, even such rude and rude actions are extremely pleasing to the eye in the eyes of others. "But why are you buying so much, you can't eat it at all!"

"Aren't Gu Yan and Tamura there?"

"They're already on vacation. Illya turned her chair, picked up a dip pen, and drew the comic background with the tip of a dysprosium.

"Aren't you going home?"

Illya's hand paused, and the ink dripped down the tip of the pen onto the paper. Li Er hurriedly took the toilet paper and wanted to absorb the ink, but Illya said, "I don't want this one." ”

Seeing that nearly 70% of the completed manuscript paper was crumpled and thrown into the trash by Illya, even Li Er, who didn't know anything about how to get along with girls, knew that she probably said the wrong thing.

It wasn't too late to make amends, and he looked around, thinking about what he could do to help change the subject.

There are many snacks such as biscuits, bread, and instant noodles on the workbench and drawing tools in a row that can be reached within reach. Li Er frowned and said, "You usually eat these ......?"

"I don't remember to eat like this, and sometimes I order takeout. ”

"No wonder you're so much thinner than the last time you saw you. Are you still in the growth period, and you won't grow well if you eat this kind of thing. ”

"None of us know how to cook......"

"Anyway, are you going to have a meal like this again today?"

Illya paused, slipped the pen into the sponge, and tilted her head to look at him, "What else?"

"Uh...... You can do it yourself. ”

"I don't want to learn. How good is takeout, convenient, fast, and you don't have to wash the dishes yourself. Illya yawned.

"You don't know how unhygienic takeaway is, what if you eat something dirty and eat your body?"

“…… You're worried that the magazine will open the skylight. ”

"I'm worried about your health!"

Illya was stunned, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at him as if she were scrutinizing. Li Er was a little hairy by her, and explained stubbornly: "The body is the capital of the revolution, and the greatest wealth of the magazine is the author himself, what is wrong with caring about your health as an editor!"

"Oh...... I sue you, if you have any ill thoughts against me, I will kick off your criminal tool used to harm girls!"

Lear's cold sweat dripped down: "Where do you want to go?"

"Isn't it? Lonely men and widows under the same roof...... Let me make it clear to you first, I'm a fourth-level blue belt in Baguazhang. ”

I can also box...... Li Er covered his forehead: "Please, even if I am hungry, I will not take a fancy to you, a primary school student with no breasts and no ass." ”

"Who's a schoolboy!" Illya patted her chair and stood up, standing on the chair just a head taller than Li'er, "Tell me who is a schoolboy again!"

"......" Li Er didn't bother to bother with her, "Okay, well, since you don't want to learn to cook, then I'll do it." Hey, I must have owed you a lot of money in my last life......"

"Who asked you to do it, what if it's hard to eat, I don't want to eat it!"

"Just think of it as if I made it for myself, if you don't want to eat, don't beg me. Lear said as he walked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Who's going to beg you?" Illya scoffed.

Not long after, Lear returned, and wanted to take the cherry tomatoes that Illya had in hand. Illya fried like a cat guarding food: "What are you doing!"

"How do I know you have almost nothing in the fridge, cherry tomatoes and give me a little cooking. ”

"What do you want to buy yourself?" Illya rolled her eyes and tightened her grip on the bag.

"The nearest supermarket to where you live is ten kilometers away, and it is estimated that it will be dark when you come and go!"

"What do you need cherry tomatoes for......?" and although she muttered, Illya took out two cherry tomatoes from the bag, "Is that enough?"

"At least twenty. Hey, I've bought so much, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

"Am I careful? I'm afraid you'll waste food! Okay, okay, twenty is twenty! I'm going to see what you can make!"