"Isn't the door open? It's cold outside, just go straight into the house. ”

Ying and Sang Xia's voices were obviously from the man in white who spoke, who looked to be about thirty years old, holding a cabbage in his hand and smiling pleasantly.

Another man in a brown sweater closed the courtyard door casually, turned around and followed the man in white towards Sangxia, and it was accurate to say that he should have walked towards the gate.

Sang Xia looked at the two of them, and felt that the cold face of the brown-shirted man was a little familiar.

The corridor was wide, and the two walked past her and pushed the door open.

The brown sweater stepped over the doorway and walked straight into the house, and the man in white smiled and made a 'please' gesture to her.

Sang Xia nodded respectfully and bent slightly in a gesture, and then entered the house under the gaze of the man in white who bent into a crescent moon.

It's warm in the room, and it's the kind of warmth that feels very comfortable.

Sang Xia looked at the living room curiously, only to see that the front and rear courtyard walls were huge floor-to-ceiling glass, and the floor height higher than Runlu made the whole space particularly empty.

Looking around, Sanxia felt that the main reason for this emptiness was that there was no decoration in the hall except for a simple sofa, a small coffee table, and a huge chandelier.

On one side of the glass wall is a staircase, and on the other side is a large ruined wall.

The remnant wall looked mottled but obviously not knocked out at random, and Sang Xia frowned and always felt that the broken appearance looked like a very good figure.

I think I've seen this figure somewhere, where? ?...... Occupational diseases or common problems of painting enthusiasts.

Well, I can't really remember it.

After looking around, the whole living room gave her the impression that it was high, wide, bright, and fragrant.

Well, it's fragrant.

Only then did she realize that there was always a good smell in the living room. When I turned around, I found that the two men didn't know where to go.

Just as he was wondering, the man in white walked out of the aisle on the side of the stairs and asked as kindly as before, "Your name, Sangxia?"

She nodded, not feeling anything wrong. thought that since it was a company act, the bald Chen must have made an appointment with others, and the other party should know his name.

"Yes, hello, I'm Sangxia of Sumu Company. Well, I'm sorry, the door wasn't closed, I pushed it open and walked in..."

The weak-hearted Sang Xia unconsciously touched the back of his neck, revealing a shy smile.

The man in white obviously looked stunned, and frowned in an instant, and the moment Sang Xia raised his head and met his eyes, the strange expression immediately disappeared.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. The man in white picked up the hand towel resting on the old table next to the sofa, wiped his hands, and smiled.

"It's my fault to let you wait at the door!"

Even a person like Sang Xia, who is not familiar with interpersonal communication, can see that the man in white is not polite at all, but really apologetic.

This... It's too polite.

It's not as difficult to approach as my colleagues say! Could it be that I went to the wrong set???

"There is a vacant lot next to the backyard, planted some mothers-in-law, and when I knew you were coming, I went to cut some and add dishes for dinner. ”

While speaking, the man in white, who wiped his hands dry, sat on the low chair opposite the sofa, and faced Sang Xia across the coffee table, fiddling with the tea set familiarly.

Hey, it's a hobby with Brother Midnight.

At this time, Sang Xia noticed that the man's hands were as slender as jade, and the bone joints were clear and round, and they looked as white as jade.

Although the man in white is also a handsome man with long legs with a ruddy and shiny complexion, these hands still look a little too amazing on him.

"It's not the season for bamboo shoots, otherwise you can dig some up and stew soup. ”

The man in white handed over a steaming teacup, and Sang Xia politely thanked him and took it.

But at that moment, the man's hand seemed to deliberately brush her fingertips.

Foodie?!pervert?!

Since entering 'Su Mu', Sang Xia has made up for movies whenever he is free. Countries and types have made mistakes, and they haven't let go of all of them.

Most of the perverted killers in those suspense detective dramas are upright gentlemen who don't want to be upright. There are usually some specialties or preferences, such as cleanliness and food.

The wide open brain hole made Sang Xia unconsciously feel a trace of doubt, and be careful.

When he was pondering the man in white on all kinds of obscene roads in his heart, the man in brown shirt walked straight from the aisle next to the stairs.

She was embarrassed to stare at people, but she always found this person very strange. Especially the walking posture, as if you can jump up in minutes by playing jazz music.

"When will I be able to fix your gluttonous problem!"

The brown-shirted man shook his head, sat down on a thick wooden stake next to the coffee table, and took a cup of tea and drank it all.

On his left hand side is Sangxia, and on his right hand side is the man in white. The reason why I didn't go to sit on the comfortable sofa next to Sang Xia was probably because I didn't want to cause her nervousness.

Quietly pressing the phone and glancing at the time, Sang Xia grinned unnaturally, "Excuse me two teachers, I was sent by Su Mu's art department." ”

"Yes, our company was working on a drama recently, and the director asked us to be realistic in the props and sets. ”

"Our manager said that the two teachers had collected a lot of objects from the Han Dynasty, so they sent me... I sent me to ask if the two teachers could do me a favor and lend it to our crew..."

A passage was said in response to the diaphragm, and no one interrupted her. After saying that, the two of them didn't react either. So what's next?

Sanxia's two big round eyes looked back and forth on the faces of the two, and the two who were watched waited for her to continue to say something.

Under the suspicious, slightly 'expectant' eyes of those two, Sang Xia spit out a word with some embarrassment, "What about it?"

Girl, can you be a little more unrealistic?!

How does the bald Chen teach you in the company, you have to say that there will be a lot of money as collateral, you have to say that there will be insurance, you have to say that even if there is no insurance, we will pay if it is broken, and you have to say that this is to make your collection shine and reach a higher reputation and value...

However, the man in white and the man in the brown shirt glanced at each other, and then the two nodded, and only said one word, "Okay." ”

Yes???!!!

Sang Xia, who thought that he was going to pack up and leave, heard this answer but stayed in place with his mouth wide open.

"There is one condition, though. The man in the brown shirt stood up and clasped his hands, staring at Sanxia with a look of waiting to watch the play.

"Teacher, you say, if there is anything that needs our company's cooperation, you just tell me. ”

I thought about it, "Oh yes, that insurance is still a deposit or something, it's no problem." ”

At this time, I thought of this, if the bald Chen was present, he would have covered his face and died of shame.

The man in white probably went through the same process as the bald Chen in his heart, and the tea he just drank almost squirted out.

Sang Xia's big eyes blinked, wondering if he had said something wrong.

"Well, after these processes that should be followed, someone in your company will naturally handle them. The man in the brown shirt glanced at the man in white who was covering his mouth, and continued expressionlessly, "The conditions are very simple, you stay for a meal. ”

"Ah???!!!h

In addition to a confused face, there is really no other word to describe the expression of a certain girl at this time, "I'm eating, eating?!!@??"

"Don't worry, Xiao Ji's craftsmanship is very good, and it won't make you unable to swallow it. ”

With that, the brown-shirted man nodded in self-affirmation.

The man in white showed a proud and smug smile, and his inner OS seemed to be written on his face: Yes, that's right, it's me, I'm very good.

"Ah, this, this..." Before the silly girl could come to her senses, the man in white naturally made a decision for her.

"I said before that I deliberately cut my mother-in-law, and it is best to eat this season. In that case, you guys talk first, and I'll go fire. ”

After that, the man in white walked to the aisle next to the remnant wall, walked halfway, and turned around, "Don't waste the tea you brewed, finish drinking." ”

At that moment, Sang Xia felt as if the man in white had thrown an expression similar to a wink at him. Dazzled??!!

......... A picturesque place, two strange strange men, a house built relatively independently, and a young girl who is generally good-looking at best......

This scene always feels like it appeared in a detective movie.

"You're afraid of me?!" the brown-shirted man looked at her half-seriously, half-playfully.

Sanxia shook his head, completely without thinking.

Was she afraid of him?

Although I think of all kinds of weird scenes and unreliable perverted movies, although the sky is starting to get dark, although there is a feeling of being left behind...

But seriously, she's not afraid of him.

The man in the brown shirt had a sense of déjà vu and even a strange sense of certainty in her.

He was not hostile to her and could not have hurt her.

Inexplicably, this is how convinced.

The man nodded and walked up to Sang Xia, "That's right, you shouldn't be afraid of me in the first place." ”

He stood, she sits, looking down into her round, big, dumb eyes.

Confused, puzzled.

"It seems that your memory is still so bad!" the man showed a rare casual smile, "Alas, I took my umbrella, but I forgot my people..."