Women sometimes have the sharpest instincts in the world, but at some point they are unexpectedly confused.

Mei Zizi put away her phone.

Qin Yanxi looked up at Guan Lang, although she didn't know that she didn't understand many things, such as how Guan Lang could give people a refreshing first impression and temperament without changing her facial features.

She doesn't have much curiosity to get to the bottom of it, as long as she knows that Guan Lang is still the same person, what she looks like is important but not so important.

"Is there any precautionary sign of your situation today, or is there any way to make it possible for me to suddenly be like you?" Qin Yanxi asked curiously.

Although she doesn't particularly care about the change in Guan Lang's temperament, she is still very excited about this effect equivalent to beautification.

For example, now, she didn't dare to focus on Guan Lang's face, worried that after her gaze stayed on it for a moment, she would be reluctant to look away.

"You probably can't. If there's one reason for that, it's probably the benefits of exercise?"

"That's it. Qin Yanxi said unwillingly.

If it was a normal daily exercise, she could stick to it, but she vaguely knew that the intensity of Guan Lang's workout a few days ago was something she could stick to as a weak woman.

And she is afraid that she will exercise a body of muscles, which can be said to be a devastating blow to a girl, even if the temperament and spirit are refreshed, but it is not worth it.

"Oh... I had something to tell you, and I almost forgot. Qin Yanxi patted her head and remembered.

"My mother, Comrade Qin Junning, asked me to solemnly invite you to come to my house for a dinner party on the weekend, well, have a light meal. Didn't she happen to be there when you came to my house last time on May Day, so I want to make up for you this time. Qin Yanxi shrugged her shoulders and said.

"Wouldn't it be too intrusive. Guan Lang hesitated and spoke, he was a little flattered by Qin Yanxi's mother's hospitality.

"You think too much, she wishes you came to the door every day, it's best to just wrap it up and live in my house, tsk, it's better for you than my daughter." Qin Yanxi tasted it slightly.

Although she also knew the reason why her mother Comrade Qin Junning was enthusiastic, she must have come to see Guan Lang as a son-in-law, but this did not prevent her from feeling awkward.

In the face of Qin Yanxi's slightly vinegary words, what else could Guan Lang say, he could only laugh dryly.

But that's fair, okay?

Isn't Guan's mother more affectionate to Qin Yanxi than her son?

"That's... I'll go this Saturday. Guan Lang thought about it and didn't have any excuse to shirk it, so he finally nodded and agreed.

Guan Lang blew the air conditioner in Qin Yanxi's office again and went home.

Qianqiu just arrived at his house, although he behaved very independently, but it was impossible to say that Guan Lang was completely relieved.

As soon as I opened the door, I didn't see it in the cat's kennel in the living room, and I didn't know where to play.

It turned around before he saw it crouching on the table in front of the window of his room.

Today's sun is just right, the smoke of the intoxicating sunlight through the ivy on the desk reflects mottled points of light on the ground, and the air seems to be filled with a smell of butterfly pea flower tea with honey, a faint fragrance, a shallow sweetness.

Chiaki's blazing eyes were staring at the glass of the window, and a purple-blue butterfly was parked outside the window.

But when Chiaki stretched out her cat's paws and tried to catch it through a layer of glass, the butterfly fluttered its wings and flew away.

Butterflies can fly so high. Guan Lang was also a little surprised.

"Chiaki. Guan Lang shouted quietly.

Chiaki heard the figure behind him and slowly turned his head sideways to look at him, with confusion in his eyes, as if he wanted to ask what it was doing?

This time, there was a response. Guan Lang was overjoyed.

Yesterday I didn't get any feedback for calling it by name.

There is progress and it should be rewarded.

Guan Lang took out the small dried fish that had just arrived today, which was used as a daily snack for cats.

Dried fish is a "special" food that requires him to control the amount of food, because if he eats too much dried fish, cats are picky eaters and gradually become dislike of cat food.

Before giving Qianqiu dried fish, Guan Lang himself was curious to try the taste of a small dried fish.

It doesn't taste very good, it's a little weird, and it's basically not salty. Guan Lang silently gave a tasting evaluation.

Maybe it was because he saw Guan Lang stealing food in front of it, Qianqiu meowed a few times and leaned over.

A pair of round heterochromatic eyes glared like copper bells.

"Okay, don't rush, I'll give it to you now. Guan Lang touched Qianqiu's head, took out a few small dried fish from the bag and placed them on the table in front of him.

Chiaki ate quickly, and it was eaten in a few seconds.

Looking at Qianqiu, who was staring at him with big eyes with water spirits, Guan Lang spread his hands: "No, this is your share of the small dried fish today." ”

"Meow!" Chiaki didn't know if she understood what Guan Lang meant, but slapped his arm with her furry paws.

"No, it's useless to be coquettish, you can't eat too much dried fish. Although Qianqiu's appearance is very cute, Guan Lang will not open up because of this, which is also for its sake.

Guan Lang put the small dried fish in the cabinet and locked it, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was a little familiar.

Just like when he was a child, Guan Ma often forbade him to buy snacks on the grounds of eating too many snacks and skipping meals, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he also became the most hated villain.

Chiaki was still circling around the locked cabinet, seemingly trying to remove the small dried fish from inside.

Guan Lang also let it go, anyway, it was foolproof.

He also had to prepare his lunch, as well as prepare cat food for Chiaki.

There was no class in the afternoon, and Guan Lang was not idle, and continued to paint.

These days to spend a lot of money, first to buy gifts, and then to take Qianqiu back, although to buy a cat did not cost money, but the utensils and cat food he bought for Qianqiu are high-end brands, the cost is not low.

Although there are tens of thousands of deposits in the bank card, you can't sit back and eat.

So yesterday he received another illustration list, the fee is not low, an APP opening page of a novel website that is biased towards the second dimension, 6,500 illustrations.

In view of the fact that his current illustration level has made a phased breakthrough, the sketches have also been improved to a certain extent, such as similar lists in the past, which may be only two or three thousand yuan at most.

Of course, this kind of price increase is not unilaterally decided by the artist, and in the end, it depends on Party A's trade-off to determine whether your level can meet the sketch.

The two or three pictures that Guan Lang painted on May Day have been uploaded to Weibo and received rave reviews, even for laymen, it is obvious how much progress he has made, so Party A is also willing to pay extra for better works.

Throughout the afternoon, Guan Lang sat in front of the pen screen and painted silently.

Qianqiu quietly lay on his table, quietly watching him draw, and Guan Lang would play with him with a cat stick during his break.