After Lin Zijia cut the steak, he changed plates with Su Baixi.

He whispered, "Would you like me to go to your company to work?"

Su Baixi smiled, maintained a polite expression, and said, "I don't want to."

"Look at it." Lin Zijia turned around and came back to Liu Jing and said, "Casually mixing in other people's companies, there is a suspicion of a woman doing it, and it is thankless, I know it in my own heart."

The corners of Su Baixi's mouth hooked slightly, and he continued: "I think that with your worth, it is not cost-effective to follow me to worry about the company's small things."

"Why isn't it a good deal?" Lin Zijia asked.

Su Baixi glanced at him as if warning, and replied like a stream: "It is said that virtue is not worthy, you are too worthy, you are too deserved, you are beyond the outline, this is called killing chickens with a knife, there is no need to waste resources."

Liu Jing interjected at this time, saying, "Anyway, he is idle and has nothing to do, if you have any troublesome things, just throw them to him, and he is willing to do it."

"Really?" Su Baixi turned his head and looked at Lin Zijia.

At that time, Lin Zijia was taking bread and brushing a layer of jam, and when he heard this rhetorical question, he nodded, and his magnetic voice was a little nice: "Well, yes."

He even admitted it directly.

In front of Liu Jing, Su Baixi couldn't expose him, so he let Lin Zijia say it.

After breakfast, Su Baixi stood in the garden outside for a while.

In the past, she lived in the Lin family, and her favorite thing was the garden here, and she came to water it when she had nothing to do, but today she couldn't see any flowers, they were all white.

She reached out and kneaded a small snowball, which she placed on the long steps below, rolling slowly.

The snowball grew bigger and bigger under her hand, and finally became a big ball.

It's just not that regular.

Su Baixi had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when she stopped, she started to modify the ball, and the edges were neatly tidied up, becoming like a real ball, and she squatted down and stared at it with an empty mind.

"Build a snowman? I'll send an upper body."

Lin Zijia's voice came from behind, and he held another ball in his hand, which was slightly smaller than hers.

He walked over and piled the balls directly on top of hers: "Everyone has a childlike side when they grow up, but I didn't expect you to be too."

Su Baixi turned his head sideways, his mind was attracted by him, and his attention gradually focused.

She successfully saw Lin Zijia's side face, with smooth curvature and three-dimensional facial features.

I have to say that this face is still unconditionally good-looking.

"What are you staring at me?" Lin Zijia spoke up.

He didn't look back, but he just felt that Su Baixi was looking at him just now.

Su Baixi's answer was relatively simple, and said, "If you don't speak, you'll still look good."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zijia chuckled: "Co-authoring is not pleasing to my eyes? Wouldn't you just say it directly?"

He said, "You'll have to go around in circles."

Su Baixi turned her head and stared intently at the snowman in front of her, in fact, two balls were piled together, nothing special, but when they were next to each other, she felt that there was something strange.

"It's too easy." She said.

Lin Zijia went home, and when she came back, she had a lot of things in her hands.

He threw them all on the ground and said, "The kitchen takes, the carrots, and the hats, and the chestnuts for the buttons, I see other people's pictures are like this."

Su Baixi was also surprised when he heard these words, and said, "Haven't built a snowman? I also have to look at other people's pictures."

"I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run." Lin Zijia said.

Su Baixi thought about it for a while, and really thought that Lin Zijia probably didn't have the heart to play this in the past, and it was too late for him to go outside to play exciting games, how could he have the heart to play this kind of child's trick.

"Then you do it, I'll see." Su Baixi said.

Lin Zijia stood aside, still searching for pictures on the Internet.

Probably finally found it

He picked out the right one, and then said, "That's it, I'll get you an exact one."

The picture was placed in front of Su Baixi, she took a look, and the snowman on the picture was obviously an Internet celebrity, which looked more exquisite, and there was some cuteness in the playfulness, which made people shine.

Su Baixi didn't feel much at first glance, but Lin Zijia's interest was quite high.

When people are together, this emotion is relatively easy to infect.

She stared at Lin Zijia for a long time, and she could properly understand Lin Zijia's emotions.

So, Su Baixi whispered, "Okay, you get it, I'll watch."

"You're just watching? Don't take a handle?" Lin Zijia said.

He raised his eyes and stared at Su Baixi's cheeks, because of the cold wind, her face was already a little rosy, probably blown away, so that her ears turned white.

It's pitiful to look at.

Su Baixi raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't."

When she spoke, her tone was straightforward, as if she was unwilling to do anything and wanted to watch the excitement from the side.

In fact, her hands-on ability is very clever, after all, she is a cook, as long as she can cook, it is impossible for this kind of gadget not to know, so she also said this on purpose.

Lin Zijia saw through it, but she didn't say what she wanted to debunk.

"Forget it."

Lin Zijia paused slightly and lowered his head.

Su Baixi was still waiting for him to speak, but he suddenly didn't say anything, and he didn't care about it, Su Baixi was a little curious, and asked, "What's the matter?"

She smiled defiantly, "Can you do it alone?"

Lin Zijia raised her eyebrows and said directly, "You look weird and pitiful like this, as if I bullied you."

He took off his coat and wrapped it around her, and after making her tight, he lowered his head and went about what he was doing.

"It's cold outside, or you go back and stay first, I'll tell you when I'm done."

Lin Zijia spoke softly.

I also know that I feel distressed.

It was the first time that Su Baixi felt that Lin Zijia was distressing her so strongly, and she felt a little strange.

I may have felt this way before, but this time it was especially noticeable.

Su Baixi was a little stunned, thinking to herself, maybe things have been too long ago, so that now, no matter what Lin Zijia did, it has become a rare luxury for her.

"No, I'll be here, the air outside is good, I can still see the excitement, if you can't, you can tell me, I'll teach you."

Su Baixi spoke in a low voice, but he didn't choose to enter the house.

After all, this kind of thing is not kind of to do, and she is not this kind of person.

She found a good viewing angle next to her and took out her phone to take pictures.

It's not her habit, but the thought just now came to her, and she did it: "Make it look better."