Xu Chuanchuan just went to the refrigerator to get yogurt, and when he came back, he saw that the group looked like a frying pan.
- You are disgusted 2333
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- By the way, does Shibao have a girlfriend
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Don't you want them to tease passers-by's poetry? How did you get on your head
Xu Chuanchuan was confused, and scrolled through the chat records in front of him with the mouse, and found that the commotion was actually a sentence from a passerby's poem.
She almost vomited, and the first sentence this passer-by Shijinqun said dissed her!
What does it mean to be stupid and dumb? People who know her praise her as cute and cute! Eat a lot... That's because she consumes a lot! Is it easy for her to go to work from nine to five every morning, and work tirelessly to code when she comes back
It's too much, no, she has to fight back.
But how? After all, people threw such thunder on themselves, it was all money...
Hey, food and clothing parents, how can you say that you are offended when you offend? Forget it, to endure the calm for a while is the way this arrogant local tyrant loves her uniquely.
Xu Chuanchuan took a sip of yogurt contentedly, hanging his fingers over the keyboard, and before he could tap, the smile slowly solidified on his lips.
How did the passer-by know that she could eat it
Regarding eating, Xu Chuanchuan immediately thought of the situation of eating Mala Tang with Murong Shi a few hours ago. The more she thought about it, the more strange it became.
There were so many places to eat on the street at that time, why did Murong Shi choose that Mala Tang? Is it really just because of Xu Xiangxiang's words
During the meal, it was obvious that Murong Shi had a poor appetite. He only ate a few mouthfuls, and the rest went into Xu Chuanchuan's stomach. Isn't this just proof that she can eat it
Also, before the passers-by poems did not join the group, the content of their private messages and chats on Weibo can also be seen. Passerby said that she went on a business trip in those days, and it was a coincidence that Xu Chuanchuan didn't see Murong Shi in the company in those days. Could it be just a coincidence
There are no poems, passers-by's poems, or Murong's poems in a girl's feelings. The key is the word "poetry".
All the doubts, combined with all the previous guesses, Xu Chuanchuan began to doubt himself again.
The group was still chatting hotly, and many people were @hering, but Xu Chuanchuan didn't have the heart to joke with everyone. She sucked all the rest of the yogurt into her mouth in one breath, and the cool and slippery semi-solid entered her esophagus down her throat, calming her mind a little.
She clicked on the QQ profile of Passerby Poetry, took a closer look, and was stunned.
Female, 16 years old, Sagittarius, H city.
It's... nothing but gender.
The information on the data card looks fake at first glance, but it is excusable. Many people are reluctant to fill in their real personal information on the Internet, and even Xu Chuanchuan's own data card is scribbled.
The only thing that can be sure is that the passer-by poem is definitely not 16 years old. She is still in high school at this age. How can she, who has not been out of the society and has no independent financial ability, get so much spare money to invest so much deep water for herself
Besides, if the passerby's poem is really underage, isn't she guilty of too much? Spreading obscene, obscene, pornographic content to underage girls... Damn, it's scary to think about.
The data card can't be counted on, maybe there are some secrets in the space.
Xu Chuanchuan didn't want to give up just like that, she secretly rubbed the opener's poem data card with a yellow star logo—
blocked...
The other party has set a ban on strangers from viewing...
Will that stumped her? Think beautifully! Xu Chuanchuan is an indomitable Taurus girl. She took a deep breath, placed the cursor on the passerby's name, right-clicked, and added the other party as a friend.
Verification question: "Why add me?"
Xu Chuanchuan brazenly said, "Because I like you~"
Waited a few seconds.
Unexpectedly, she was rejected...
The protection is so tight, isn't it deliberately guarding against something? Xu Chuanchuan became more and more suspicious.
In a daze, the avatar in the lower right corner was flickering. Xu Chuanchuan retracted his thoughts, clicked to take a look, and was stunned again.
Someone chatted her privately through the group.
Passerby: "What do you want?"
Suddenly, there was a guilty conscience of stealing something and being caught on the spot, Xu Chuanchuan deliberately slowed down the speed of typing: "Adding friends is convenient for chatting later..."
Passerby: "Why are you peeking at my space?"
Xu Chuanchuan bravely replied: "I'm curious, I want to see if there are any beautiful photos [shy]"
Passerby Poetry: "I won't show you any."
Cover up, definitely cover up.
Xu Chuanchuan: "Why?"
Passerby: "Why should I show you such a private space? If my girlfriend finds out, I will be killed."
Xu Chuanchuan was stunned, did he really think too much? Everyone in the company knew that Murong Shi had a boyfriend, and she had seen it with her own eyes. But this passer-by poem is obviously a lala.
Is there a possibility that this passer-by's poem is actually lying to her from head to toe
Xu Chuanchuan fell into a state of self-entanglement for a while, and she was still worried.
Xu Chuanchuan: "How do you know that I eat a lot?" The information can be compiled, but it depends on how she compiles it.
Passerby Poetry: "You'll know just by looking at your Weibo."
Xu Chuanchuan: "...Which Weibo is my..."
Passerby Poetry: "You can eat ten chicken wings, a pack of french fries, and a cup of kebab at a time. Isn't that edible?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
Xu Chuanchuan was completely speechless this time. She did post such a Weibo post... It happened to be the first time she met Murong Shi. That day, she went to KFC alone to eat fried chicken. The food was just on the table, and before it was eaten, she took a picture with her mobile phone and posted it on Weibo.
All the doubts seemed to be overturned by the reason of the passerby poem, but Xu Chuanchuan still felt a little strange.
She couldn't even look down to think that the other party wanted a photo. Even if she really wanted to arrive, how could she ensure that the photo was not taken by a passerby and someone else's to deceive her
Thinking like walking into a dead end, Xu Chuanchuan rested his cheeks with his hands, stared at her chat page with passers-by poetry, and sighed.
Low emotional intelligence is a flaw. It seems that he is not suitable for being a detective.
For a long time, her fingers moved slightly.
Xu Chuanchuan: "Since you have a girlfriend, won't she be jealous if you cast so much deep water for me?"
Passerby: "Why is she jealous?"
Uh, it seems that the way of asking is not right, try again.
"I mean, you cast so much deep water for me, then she..." Before the words were finished, there was another line of words in front of him.
Passerby: "I don't like you, why is she jealous?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't like me? Then why did you cast so many deep waters for me? [Shocked]"
As soon as the news was sent out in a hurry, Xu Chuanchuan felt that the sentence was ambiguous and wanted to add an explanation.
Passers-by's poem: "There is nowhere to spend if there is too much money."
Xu Chuanchuan: "..." Being hit, he didn't bother to explain.
Passerby: "I checked my account for the second time, what's your motive?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..." Guilt and biting the straw.
Passerby Poetry: "Isn't it kind to soak up your own readers?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
Without flirting, how did it evolve into that she was picking up readers? ? ? ! ! !
Xu Chuanchuan's fingers fluttered quickly, and in a hurry, he typed the wrong word several times. She edited and changed, and finally replaced those dispensable explanations with three concise words.
Xu Chuanchuan: "I don't have it!!!"
Passerby never returned to her.
Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to harass any more, lest he be accused of "buying readers" again.
How do you say that? The first flirt is cheap. Who made her think wildly without any basis and test it...
Xu Chuanchuan wanted to cry but had no tears, his chest was stuffy, and he had nowhere to vent. Suddenly, there was a cramp in her stomach, and she rushed to the bathroom with her stomach in her arms.
ten minutes later.
Xu Chuanchuan dragged her numb legs out, and regardless of the liveliness of the group, she turned off the computer. Almost as soon as she slumped on the bed, the news of An Ji came.
An Ji: "This passerby poem is that passerby A? [Picture]"
The content of the screenshot is what Murong Shi said after she joined the group. Xu Chuanchuan felt even more uncomfortable when he saw his stomach, and rolled around with the quilt in his arms.
Xu Chuanchuan: "Well."
An Ji: "Tsk, you're more arrogant than me."
And even more arrogant.
Xu Chuanchuan: "Have you finished coding?"
Anji: "Just finished."
Xu Chuanchuan: "Show you this [picture]"
She sent the content of the private chat with the passerby just now. After reading it, An Ji had the same reaction as passerby: "I don't understand what you want."
Xu Chuanchuan changed to a more comfortable position, endured the pain of turning the river over in his stomach, and told her how he invited Murong Shi to eat Mala Tang today.
An Ji: "So you still suspect that this passer-by poem is your boss's daughter?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't you think there are many doubts? And there are so many coincidences."
Anji: "I think you think too much."
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
When she first suspected Murong Shi, Xu Chuanchuan felt that her thoughts were absurd. After guessing and being overturned again and again, she also felt that she was thinking too much. However, her intuition was always telling her that this passer-by poem seemed to know her.
Of course, she also knew that intuition could not be the basis.
Ansai: "Judging from the content of the chat, if it were me, I would also think that you were conspiring to do something wrong."
Xu Chuanchuan was silent. She really did it for the purpose of testing, she couldn't quibble about this, but she didn't expect passers-by to misunderstand that she wanted to soak in her.
An Ji: "This person is right, Xiao Tanger, don't mess around like a orange."
Xu Chuanchuan: "What's wrong?"
Anji: "Sleeping readers!"
Xu Chuanchuan: "...Please I'm straight."
Anji: "A single dog for twenty-five years, are you sure?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
An Ji: "Seriously, you keep talking about your boss's daughter in front of me, guessing and guessing, as if you wish this passerby's poem was your boss's daughter, you shouldn't really like them, right?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "Which one do you like?"
Anji: "Your boss's daughter."
Xu Chuanchuan: "Impossible! I'm straight!"
Anji: "Okay, no need to stress, anyway, you promised me, you have to find me first, you are mine!"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
On this romantic day, Xu Chuanchuan was full of grievances, endured abdominal cramps, held his mobile phone and watched the couples in the circle of friends show their love, and he felt sad and wanted to cry.
She raised her mobile phone, took a picture of herself, and sent it to the circle of friends, with the text: "No matter how delicious Mala Tang is, you can't eat too much. I have diarrhea and collapse [cry]"
Fortunately, the readers are all little angels, and everyone's comments are very enthusiastic, and they voted for her a lot. In addition to passers-by poems, there is another reader who casts deep water for her.
Reader's nickname: Love to eat hot pot.
Thunder Toss Declaration: I love you, Xiao Tanger, be my girlfriend!
At a glance, it was obvious that this was an Anji trumpet, and Xu Chuanchuan was also very helpless about it.
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Half past ten at night.
After watching two episodes of the TV series, Murong Mingshu turned off the TV and went to bed.
Aunt Lian gave her a wink.
Murong Mingshu turned her head to look at Murong Shi, who was sitting still on the sofa holding her phone, and reminded her, "Xiao Shi, it's time to go to bed."
Murong Shi raised his head: "Okay."
Aunt Lian looked at her with a smile: "Why is Xiao Shi so fascinated? Seeing you holding a mobile phone and laughing all night, are you chatting with Shaohua?"
Murong Shi was stunned. Is she smiling
She tensed the corners of her mouth, then pulled out a smile and said, "No, Aunt Lian."
"Who else could it be if it wasn't Shaohua? I've never seen him since I've been here for so long. Do you have a photo of him on your phone? Can you show me?"
Jiang Shaohua's photo... Murong Shi really doesn't have it.
She could only honestly confess: "I'm sorry, Aunt Lian, I don't have a photo of him."
Aunt Lian was very puzzled: "Isn't he your boyfriend? You don't usually take pictures?"
Murong Shi said in a relaxed tone, "Yes, I don't like taking pictures very much."
Aunt Lian regretted: "Such a beautiful girl doesn't like to take pictures. But this Shaohua is true, he doesn't give you flowers on this day, and invites you to eat those unhygienic Mala Tang, what kind of man is this? friend."
Murong Shi was silent. Speaking of which, she also blamed her. In order to cope with the family's pressing questions, she brought Jiang Shaohua to the top of the pot. Now listening to Aunt Lian's nagging, she felt sorry for him and said, "I want to eat it myself."
Aunt Lian didn't do what he thought. She frowned and said, "If you really want to eat, I'll cook it for you later at home. The things outside are not clean."
Murong Shi smiled and said, "I see, I actually rarely eat out."
Murong Mingshu interjected: "Then what do you usually eat when you are in the company?"
"Order takeaway."
Aunt Lian slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, how can you eat more takeout! That's not healthy. In the future, I'll make lunch an hour earlier, and I'll have it delivered to you."
Murong Mingshu agreed, "That's fine."
When these two people sang together, Murong Shi didn't even have a chance to refute.
Murong Shi never expected that the first loving lunch in her life was actually delivered by Aunt Lian.
Aunt Lian has dark skin and plain clothes. When she told the receptionist that she was the nanny of the Murong family, the receptionist Xu Xiaomei thought she was a liar.
Xu Xiaomei had to call the general manager's office to confirm, and heard Murong Shi say, "Yes, it's our aunt, let her in."
Xu Xiaomei, who belonged to the boss's family, did not dare to slack off and wanted to lead her in.
The peasant was honest, Aunt Lian grinned, showing her white teeth, and said, "Don't be so troublesome, you just need to tell me how to get there, and I'll go in by myself."
"Go straight inside, Miss Murong is in the general manager's office."
"Understood, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Aunt Lian was carrying a heat preservation bucket in one hand, walking like a fly. The reason why she came over in person was mainly to see what Murong Mingshu's company looked like. She met a well-dressed male employee in the corridor, and she gave him a simple and honest smile.
The man looked puzzled and pushed open a door.
When Aunt Lian saw the words "Engineering Department" written on the door, she didn't know what it was for. Before he could take his eyes back, he saw someone walking out, but this time it was a woman.
A young girl in her twenties, her skin is pink and full of vigor. Aunt Lian likes this type of girl, she has aura at a glance, she can't help but glance a few more times, but she doesn't realize that her eyes are too presumptuous.
The person she was staring at was uncomfortable: "You are... "
Aunt Lian didn't expect that the young girl would take the initiative to start a conversation with her. She once again showed her signature silly smile and said, "Hello, I'm here to find... Hey, beauty, it's you!"
Xu Chuanchuan looked at Aunt Lian blankly and said with a dry smile, "Do we know each other?"
Aunt Lian grabbed her arm with one hand, unable to hide her excitement: "Don't you remember? I borrowed your phone to make a call half a month ago!"
Borrow a cell phone
Xu Chuanchuan carefully examined the person in front of him, the face was completely unfamiliar, but after her reminder, Xu Chuanchuan immediately remembered the scene where she and Xu Xiangxiang were stopped by a country aunt for help on the street that day. She suddenly said, "Are you the aunt whose wallet was stolen?"
"It's me! I called you later and said that I wanted to give you something and you wouldn't want it."
Xu Chuanchuan was still not used to strangers being too warm to him, so he smiled and said, "I'm just busy, I don't have the nerve to ask for your things. Are you here to find someone?"
"Yeah, I'm here to deliver food to Xiaoshi. You work here?"
"Yeah." Xu Chuanchuan pondered a few people named Xiaoshi in the company.
Aunt Lian let go of her hand, weighed the heat preservation bucket in her hand, and said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't bring enough things today. I'll bring more next time, and let you taste my craft."
Xu Chuanchuan was flattered: "No, no, Auntie, you are too polite."
"I want what I want. I didn't know where you lived last time, otherwise I would have gone to your house long ago. Since I know you work in this company, of course I have to thank you!"
"This… "
"Xiao Xu." A colleague called her from behind.
Xu Chuanchuan looked back and heard Aunt Lian say, "I won't bother you, you can do it first."
Xu Chuanchuan didn't take this matter to heart, she thought it was just a small episode, until the next day, when she was about to get off work, she received an internal call from the general manager's office.
Murong Shi: "Find me in the office after get off work."
Xu Chuanchuan's heart skipped a beat, his brain ran fast, he remembered the bowl of Mala Tang, and secretly said badly: "Did she also have diarrhea?"
Feeling uneasy, he opened his mouth to speak, but he hung up over there.
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
For the next half an hour, Xu Chuanchuan could not calm down to work. She originally made an appointment with Chen Lina and the others to go to lunch together, but now it seems that she can't go. She asked Chen Lina on WeChat to ask the other party to bring her meals.
I don't know if Murong Shi is looking for fault or if she is looking for something serious, Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and went straight to knock on the door of the general manager's office after work.
"Please come in."
Xu Chuanchuan pushed open the door and went in, only to find that Murong Shi was actually standing at the desk, not knowing what to do.
She said softly, "Miss Murong—"
Hearing the sound, Murong Shi turned around, glanced at her, and said straight to the point, "Are you hungry?"
"Huh?" Xu Chuanchuan didn't understand what the situation was.
Only then did she notice that Murong Shi was carrying two huge thermal insulation buckets, which were familiar to her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them.
Murong Shi lifted the heat preservation bucket and placed it on the coffee table in the reception area, and said to the dazed her, "Come here."
It's a commanding tone that can't be resisted.
Xu Chuanchuan walked over, looked at the two heat preservation buckets, and then looked at Murong Shi's face. In fact, she has already guessed some, but she is still not sure: "What does this mean?"
Murong Shi opened one of the lids and said, "Aunt Lian specially made a big meal for you, let's eat together."
Xu Chuanchuan widened his eyes. She really didn't expect that the aunt yesterday was the nanny of Murong Shi's family. She thought that aunt was just talking about it casually.
After thinking about it, Xu Chuanchuan's face became even more unnatural, and he hesitated: "But I have already asked Lina to help me bring meals."
Murong Shi opened another lid, and the room was filled with fresh fragrance. She glanced at Xu Chuanchuan lightly and said, "Aunt Lian's craftsmanship is excellent, would you rather eat takeout?"
Xu Chuanchuan smelled the sweet and sour fish, the delicious chicken soup, and the strong fragrance of minced garlic. She controlled herself not to look at the two thermal buckets, but she couldn't help but saliva.
Choose one of the two, as long as you are a normal person, you will not choose takeout. Xu Chuanchuan swallowed his saliva without a trace.
But to have her share lunch with Murong Shi... She felt awkward.
Murong Shi seemed to be able to see into her mind and said, "It's not like we haven't eaten together, can I still eat you?"
"..." Xu Chuanchuan also felt that she was a little hypocritical, she touched her nose embarrassingly, "I'll go wash my hands first."
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