Sang Ji was just immersed in the design content, and the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrate, and the ringtone sounded in the quiet room, which scared her heart.

Sang Ji swallowed nervously, clipped the bookmark that came with the book to the page he had just seen, sat up and stretched out his arm to get his phone.

Press the screen, and you will see a message from a stranger with no notes on the notification bar.

Lu Ye: [What's your name?] 】

Sang Ji was puzzled at first, and then his head buzzed.

She remembered the unfriendly scene of the previous night...... It's Lu Yuanfei.

Sang Ji's hand holding the phone slowly tightened, she didn't know whether to reply or ignore it.

Just when she was hesitating, Lu Yuanfei sent another message.

[Oh, yes. 】

[That woman seems to have told me that you are Sanji in the first class of fashion design. 】

Sang Ji's strength in pinching the phone suddenly unloaded, and the ups and downs of his breathing gradually flattened.

She blinked, double-clicked the message on the screen to go directly to the chat page with Lu Ye, and with two thumbs, she replied: [Well, my name is Sang Ji. 】

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, Sang Ji received his reply.

It can be regarded as self-introduction: [Lu Yuanfei, 22 this year]

Sang Ji didn't reply to him in a hurry, but copied his name and clicked on the settings to modify the remarks, Lu Yuanfei.

Then he replied with a leisurely "um".

She put the phone screen upside down on the coffee table, turned off the ringer by the way, picked up the design book on her lap and continued to flip through it.

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It wasn't until noon that Xu Jiamu came back that she let go of the thick book.

Xu Jiamu was holding a briefcase in one hand and vegetables, fruits and meat in a red plastic bag in the other.

As he walked in, he asked, "Why don't you answer the phone?" ”

Sang Ji heard the sound and sat up on the ground.

Looking at his tired face, Sang Ji felt a little distressed.

It must have been because she didn't sleep well last night, Sang Ji pursed his lips and thought about it.

Then he smiled sweetly and jumped off the sofa to pick up the plastic bag he was carrying, "I turned off the bell and didn't notice." ”

Xu Jiamu was stunned for a moment, but also hooked the corners of her handsome lips, dodged Sang Ji's hand, and motioned for her to go back to the sofa: "Go read a book, I'll cook for you." ”

"Don't," Sang Ji obediently withdrew his hand and stood in front of him, staring at him with big eyes, "I want to help you cook together and prove that I'm not stupid." ”

Xu Jiamu lowered her eyelids and glanced at her, "No need to prove it, you're not stupid." ”

As he spoke, he silently bypassed her in front of him, put the fruit in the refrigerator, and carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

Seeing this, Sang Ji hurriedly followed.

She leaned on the kitchen door frame to show half of her head, and said in a weak voice, "But...... I still want to help and prove it with strength. ”

Xu Jiamu sighed helplessly, "Then you take out the fruit, sort and wash it and put it back." ”

It's a small favor, and it's not even a help.

But Kuwaki walked to the refrigerator with joy and took out the bag of fruit in a red plastic bag.

Go into the kitchen, pick up the purple drain basket hanging on the wall by the sink and pour the fruit into it.

It's strawberries and grapes, two of her favorite fruits.

According to his instructions, Kuang Ji sorted and washed.

Xu Jiamu, who was standing with her back to her, handling the ingredients, suddenly turned her head to look at her, and the first thing she caught a glimpse of was the barefoot girl stepping on the floor.

Xu Jiamu frowned, put down the vegetables in her hand, turned around and hugged her after washing her hands, walked out of the kitchen with her in her arms, and warned in a cold voice: "Don't be seen by me walking barefoot in the future." ”