After drinking a whole cup of mango milk cap, back to the bedroom, Senbei is already a big belly.
On the first day she came here, she was given a heavy responsibility, so she didn't lie down on the bed immediately to rub her belly, and she didn't sit back in front of the monitor to continue creating the sketch of "Qi Xie".
Instead, he turned out the watercolors and began to draw an anthropomorphic picture of "cheese is very bright".
Emotions and moods that cannot be expressed in words are always perfectly replaced by colors and lines.
After carefully painting the whole picture, Senbei carefully inspected it for a while, and pressed it to the small table of the window to dry.
The night wind rolled up the veil, like dancing in the moonlight.
On the paper, there is a fluffy lady, bright yellow puff-sleeved clothes and short pumpkin pants, leaning on a cloud-like white mat, staring at her with big round eyes.
The mango itself is soft, creamy, sweet but not sloppy, just enough to neutralize the rich milk cap.
She pursed her lips, and the tip of her tongue still had a unique taste, a little resinous, a little orange.
It is the unique taste of mango.
After drawing the personification, Senbei went on to fight against his own comic.
Closing the button, Yuanyuan knocked on her and asked her how she was staying today and how she felt.
Senbei: Very good, the landlord is very good.
Yuanyuan: I heard you two knew each other
When Xianbei heard the words, her face was slightly red: ... That's right.
Yuanyuan is a personal essence: wouldn't he be the milk tea uncle? !
Senbei: Yes...
Yuanyuan Super Gossip: Wow wow wow wow wow, what kind of fate is this fate? Xianbei, your coffee is so big, the boss of Zhongyi comes to give you milk tea in person
Xianbei was stunned, old, boss
Yuanyuan: You don't always think he's delivering milk tea, right
Crackers:…
Yuanyuan: You are your favorite boss, ok? How can a milk tea provider still occupy such a large area
Senbei: Hmm...
understood…
Yuanyuan: I think this boss treats you differently, take good care of it, Xianbei.
Senbei: ... Huh
Yuanyuan: I asked Jiang proudly, he said that he has no girlfriend, unmarried diamond Wang Laowu, and you two live in the same house, and you have to develop a special relationship to be worthy of the right time and place. fate.
The words of Xianbei were hot, and the man's always smiling tone suddenly reverberated in his mind.
Heart pounding, Xianbei quickly replied two words:
no.
Round: ?
Senbei: I,
delete.
She can't... Or what Yuan Yuan said can't...
Can't even think about it...
In my heart, I couldn't hold the pressure-sensitive pen steadily.
Just say no, Xianbei shook her head vigorously, as if to throw away all the thoughts that disturbed her mind.
Yuanyuan knew that she rejected social interaction, so she changed the subject and said the main point.
She sent a picture, a screenshot of the pre-sale page of "Lost City III".
Then he said: In advance, I am afraid you have to come to the company tomorrow, and you need to sign 5,000 copies.
Senbei: ... Too many.
The 3,000 autograph tasks in the first two volumes had already been signed, and her hands collapsed, and she had a deep memory.
Yuanyuan: At the request of the editor-in-chief, I can't [stand out] come early tomorrow, big cartoonist.
Senbei wants to cry but has no tears:... well... TAT
—
The next day, Senbei woke up early.
After washing up, put on a pullover sweater, put on a palm-sized bag, and put the peaked cap back on your head.
Well, can't forget the mask.
Because the door had no cat's eye, Senbei was not sure about the situation outside.
Holding the anthropomorphic picture in her hand, she stuck it on the door panel and listened for a few minutes before she twisted the door handle.
Before taking a step, at first glance, he saw Chen Zhuo sitting there eating breakfast.
He crossed a croissant, raised his iPad in one hand, and browsed intently.
When you heard the door slam, the man's eyes shifted from the screen to Xianbei.
Looking at each other for two seconds, Xianbei was startled and took a small step after subconsciously.
Chen Zhuo scanned her very quickly, well, fully armed, he raised his eyebrows: "Are you going out?"
Xianbei looked down and looked away, unable to hear the light: "Hmm..."
"Don't eat breakfast," Chen Zhuo put down the tablet in his hand: "There are still fried eggs in the pot."
Xianbei shook her head. She had two meals a day for a long time and had no habit of having breakfast.
Chen Zhuo doesn't like forcing and modifying other people's way of life, he just nodded thoughtfully: "I'll see you later."
The little head shook violently again.
Xian Bei walked towards the man quickly, then placed the blueprint in his hand flat on the table, turned around and trotted to the entrance, squatting down to change his shoes.
The action can be said to be done in one go, from beginning to end, without giving the man a chance to speak again.
Only Xianbei knew that since Chen Zhuo proposed to send her, her face began to heat up uncontrollably.
That white and clean mask, I am afraid it will be baked into carbon by her skin.
She is soft-hearted and short-handed. She is always afraid of owing too much, and she never dares to accept others' favors with peace of mind.
Unbalanced exchanges and entanglements are always like a thick rope. The more loops are tied, the more she can't breathe and feel suffocated.
But her new landlord didn't seem to mind, and he always treated her well and took care of her as a matter of course.
Yesterday's dinner, today's breakfast, and I asked if I wanted to send her...
Ugh-
how is it...
After going out, Xianbei couldn't help but sighed in the dark.
How can this be done—naturally and naturally expressing and being close to a person
How can I have this ability
She is so envious.
She can never do it, she doesn't know at all... How to start, so that she won't be hated and disgusted.
Out of the corridor, the sun is burning.
Senbei's nose was sour, and she wanted to cry a little.
—
When we arrived at the subway station, there was a surging crowd, flowing endlessly on both sides.
In the midst of the commotion, Xianbei tightened her bag and kept breathing in—exhaling—
In order to relieve the panic and alertness that splashed all over his body.
Yuanguang Club was relocated two years ago and is currently located in Ningcheng High-tech Zone, next to Xingyue Park.
It is six stops away from Zhongshan Square Station where Senbei is located.
Since being harassed by an uncle taxi driver half a year ago, Xianbei has never dared to hit him again.
Every time I go to a comic company, I choose to take the subway.
Standing on the yellow line of the track safety, Senbei buried his head and kept his eyes on his toes for a second.
Suddenly, two bright girls stopped by her side. They gave an introduction to the app and asked her if she could scan the code.
Xianbei knocked her lower lip pale, and she shook her head desperately.
The two girls glanced at her in confusion, cursed and left.
I was lucky today, the second line came very quickly.
The wind whistled, and the train stopped.
As soon as the door opened, passengers rushed out. If someone accidentally rubs against Xianbei, it can make her tremble for a while.
After the people inside finished, Xianbei followed the footsteps of others and walked in.
The carriage was as crowded as usual, and the vacancies were a luxury.
Xianbei was pushed in by the crowd, and behind him kept urging, "Go in, go in!"
In the senses, there are various smells and human voices. Dizzy, Senbei's forehead began to sweat.
When the atmosphere stabilized, Xianbei felt a little better, and slowly raised his eyes timidly, looking for a railing or handrail that he could hold on to.
While walking forward, Xianbei didn't have time to take care of his feet. Suddenly, she tripped and leaned forward, losing her balance.
what…
Xianbei exclaimed softly, seeing that he was about to collide with the passenger in front.
Also at this moment.
An arm neatly reached her waist and pulled her back.
The soles of the shoes were in the air, and Xianbei was so steeply picked up by one hand.
Not even an inch off the ground.
But…
Her heart, no, is all over,
They are all weightless, and gravity has no effect.
Xianbei's eyes were wide open, and there was no time to recognize who was behind him, and a warm area was vaguely attached to his back...
Is it the chest
This person carried her and walked out a few steps before Xianbei's two little feet were able to return to the ground.
Like just after riding the roller coaster, Xianbei's chest was pounding, his calf was weak, and he could barely stand.
Senbei was placed beside a door.
At this time, the one just a few seconds ago had clasped her arm and propped it up on the armrest beside her.
Like a strong steel bracket, the air is the wall, separating everyone around, leaving her alone in the center.
The calm breathing that belongs to the male is just above her head.
The senbei noodles were toasted, surprised, and looked back several times, wanting to see who it was.
But she didn't dare to make a U-turn, not to mention... This person... was so tall, no matter how hard she tried, all she could see was his elbows and part of his chest.
I was so panicked, Xianbei didn't tighten his hands, he was at a loss. Several times, she lowered her head, trying to get around this forbidden place.
Alone, the sudden gentleness and protection can make people feel attached, but it can also make people troubled and timid.
For the last time, Xianbei made up his mind and clenched his back molars, trying to get out under that arm.
Xu Shi noticed her careful thoughts, and the other hand of the owner of the arm pulled her back to where she was in an instant, and a familiar laughing voice sounded:
"What are you running, it's me."