After listening to Jin Ruman's words, Fu Zixiao silently handed over a thermos box: "My mother boiled some porridge in the morning, and if it was too wasteful, I will bring you one!" You have a bad stomach, hurry up and eat some! ”

After a pause, looking at the blue insulated box, Jin Ruman reached out and took it: "Thank you!" ”

The next sentence was a raw refusal: "Zixiao, I really treat you as a younger brother!" You don't need to take care of me like this in the future! Really ......"

Fu Zixiao ignored it directly: "Get in the car!" I'll send you to the company! You eat porridge in the car! ”

"My mom's cooking skills are improving now! It's definitely not dark cuisine! ”

Jin Ruman paused, and then she remembered something: "I don't mean to dislike Auntie's cooking skills!" ”

"Let's go!" Fu Zixiao had already opened the co-pilot's door.

was about to refuse, but after seeing the familiar figure of his neighbor Aunt Wang, Jin Ruman slipped into the car, and then shrank his head for fear of being seen.

Aunt Wang is not only the director of the community neighborhood committee, but also a social cow, and every time she meets Jin Ruman, she always talks for a long time. The most exaggerated thing is that Jin Ruman's mother Zhou Gaoying rarely came once, and as a result, she chatted with Aunt Wang for more than 40 minutes, and also left WeChat messages for each other.

If she sees her with a man, the whole community will know about it, and so will my mother!

In this regard, the corners of Fu Zixiao's mouth rose slightly.

After getting into the car from the cab, in order to let Jin Ruman drink porridge well, he drove the car smoothly to avoid sudden acceleration or braking......

*

Fu Xingxing stared at the photos on his phone for a long time, and the whole person was already chattering and began to talk to himself:

"Like?"

"Not at all, right?"

"Who's better?"

"To each his own!"

"But our beauty is more aggressive, and Lin Xiyan's beauty is the kind that men prefer!"

Just looking at the photos, you can feel the gentleness exuded by Lin Xiyan and the unique temperament of everyone's ladies, her smile and smile are extremely elegant, coupled with her identity as a professional cello artist, the whole person is plated with a layer of mystery.

When he was fascinated, Fu Xingxing didn't even know that Hu Jingtian knocked on the door and entered the office.

At this moment, Hu Jingtian had already arrived at Fu Xingxing's desk, he knocked on the office a few times, and then shouted: "Sister Xingxing!?" ”

Only then did Fu Xingxing react: "Huh? Oh! ”

"What are you looking at?" Hu Jingtian glanced at Lin Xiyan's photo, and even he showed a look of surprise, "Is this your classmate?" Looks beautiful! It's very temperamental! ”

Fu Xingxing paused for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Hu Jingtian: "You boys like this type the most, right?" ”

Hu Jingtian replied without thinking about it: "It seems to be!" ”

"There are 6 people in my college dorm and four of them love this type!" But Hu Jingtian is an exception, he feels that this kind of life in a painting is too unreal, and he likes girls who are more lively, more down-to-earth and more pyrotechnic.

When he thought of this, Hu Jingtian subconsciously looked at Fu Xingxing.

Fu Xingxing didn't know at all, she was still immersed in her own small world, she suddenly thought of something, and then grabbed Hu Jingtian and asked: "You-do you think she is like me?" ”

Hu Jingtian's first reaction was to shake his head: "It's not like it!" ”

Fu Xingxing nodded with satisfaction: "I don't think it's like it either!" ”

"You give me your phone, I'll look at the photos again!"

Hu Jingtian took the phone, looked at it carefully for more than a minute, and suddenly frowned: "Sister Xingxing, don't hit me!" I want to change my mind! ”