Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 127: The blood tank is empty

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Boss Luo, who was taking out the key to open the door and entered the house, started to take off his shoes at the entrance, was immediately glared at by the deputy editor-in-chief Ren who came excitedly.

Ren Ziling with her hips on her hips was rather imposing, but she couldn't even scare a cat away, let alone Luo Qiu, who had long been accustomed to it.

Without saying a word, Luo Qiu changed into his slippers and walked into the living room, fetched a glass of water, sat on the sofa and drank it.

From the moment he entered the door, he followed Luo Qiu until he sat down. Finally, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren couldn't stand it any longer. With a smile that wasn't smiling, he stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Qiu's ear in front of him, " I said, you're ignoring me, aren't you?"

"Um."

"Damn it! You really admitted it?!" Ren Ziling opened her mouth in surprise, but was abruptly blocked back when she was full of words.

However, as the current head of the household in the household registration book and the legal mother's face, Ren Ziling sneered immediately: "It seems that it is time for me to call you a human being!"

Luo Qiu first waved away Ren Ziling's hand that was pulling her ear, and then took out a pack of beef jerky from his backpack.

Ren Ziling took it casually, tore open the package and took out a piece and began to chew, "Don't think that just giving me a pack of broken beef jerky is enough! There is no one like you, if you say you are missing, you are missing!!"

"Didn't I text you?"

Ren Ziling snorted and said, "Just a short breath, let's go as soon as we say, how about you?"

"Scenery photos should be taken every day." Luo Qiu reached out again and took out a pack of toffee from his backpack.

Ren Ziling snorted coldly, tore open the package, untied a piece, and threw it into her mouth again, "Don't think that a pack of toffee and a pack of beef jerky can stuff my mouth!"

So Boss Luo turned the backpack over, scattered all the contents, and pressed it on the lap of Chief Deputy Editor Ren, "It's enough for you to eat until next week."

Ren Ziling stared: "You're trying to fatten me to death!!"

Luo Qiu rolled his eyes, and while pinching his shoulders, he walked towards the room, "I'm tired, I'll talk about something tomorrow."

Ren Ziling, who was tearing apart other souvenirs at the moment, said, "By the way, your old Uncle Ma will be officially discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow! Let's have a meal, and your Uncle Ye Yan will also come over sometime later!"

The door is closed.

Uncle Ye Yan.

Luo Qiu turned on the light in the room. After being silent for a while, he suddenly walked to the closet. After opening the closet, he took out a box stored in the closet.

It's been a long time, I haven't opened this box.

Thinking of this, Luo Qiu opened the box and took out the tenor, a tenor saxophone.

Stretching out his hand, he touched a engraved text at the position of the tube above: Happy birthday, gift from Ye Yan.

Luo Qiu smiled, somewhat nostalgic for the days when he learned this musical instrument from that uncle. Subconsciously, Luo Qiu lifted it and gently put it to his mouth.

"yesterday-one-touch re".

When the low but powerful music slowly came out of the living room, Chief Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren suddenly lost his temper and smiled in relief, "For the sake of these souvenirs, I forgive you."

Ren Ziling gently rolled the sweet toffee on the tip of her tongue, unknowingly, she also thought of some things that happened yesterday, and things that no longer happened yesterday.

"Brat."

It was wet anyway.

Eye.

Xinxin Food Co., Ltd., in the office.

"Zhuge! Help me print this document!"

"Okay! Now!"

"Zhuge! Remember to order lunch!"

"OK!"

Maybe it's an illusion, I always feel that Zhuge seems to be in a good mood in the past few days, and his clumsy body is walking back and forth in the office.

Suddenly he became very diligent, always rushing to finish the work before get off work, and at the first time after get off work, he became the first person to clock in and leave the office.

The speed of rushing out of the office is almost like adding special effects.

A question from a curious colleague, did something good happen to make me laugh like a pig when I went to the bathroom.

"No, nothing."

But no one got the answer. In short, today's Zhuge is also the first guy who successfully clocked in and left.

In fact, Zhuge's mood cannot be simply described as good.

It's honey! Yes, it's like eating honey every day, it's sweet, and I'm never afraid of getting tired.

why

Every day when I come home from get off work, I can eat hot meals, even the moment I open the door, Nanako will wait, put away his slippers, and almost say 'how about eating first? Or should I take a shower first? Or... 'That's it.

The originally messy house was a mess every day when I came back, accompanied by all kinds of sour smells from single men. But it's different now, it's neat, clean, and even exudes a fragrance all the time.

When you go out in the morning, you can hear the warnings like "Be careful on the road", and when you come back in the evening, you can hear the opening remarks like "It's hard work today".

Today is also ah.

Zhuge showed a satisfied smile, and ate the egg fried rice made by Nanako bit by bit. Although Nanako seems to only be able to cook fried rice with eggs, Zhuge feels that he really never tires of eating it.

Because, at this time, Nanako will definitely sit opposite him and watch him quietly.

"By the way, Nana, Nanako..." Zhuge still couldn't look at this almost perfect girl and speak.

"What's matter?"

"No, I just want to ask..." Zhuge paused and said, "Every time you watch me eat, aren't you hungry?"

Nanako shook her head, and said with a sweet smile, "Because, seeing Zhuge's full meal makes me feel very happy!"

As if being shot by Cupid's arrow, Zhuge felt that he was really going to die... a feeling like death without regret.

"Ah! It's almost time to put hot water for Zhuge to wash!" Nanako stood up quickly at this moment and walked towards the bathroom.

Speaking of washing, Zhuge couldn't help but start to giggle, thinking about what happened in the past few days, men and widows living in the same room, he would more or less have the idea of excessive hormone secretion.

It's just that every time he saw the almost flawless smile on Nanako's face, Zhuge felt cold water splashed on his head, and felt that such things were like blasphemy.

He also started to think about many, many questions.

For example, what should Nanako do in the future? Nanako appeared out of nowhere in front of his eyes, or walked out of the phone.

She has no identity... How should a person without identity live in society

Could it be that he could only stay in his rented house for the rest of his life

If he is not at home, will Nanako feel bored and lonely

After thinking about it, Zhuge subconsciously asked, "Nai, Nanako! Would you be unhappy being alone?"

Nanako poked her head out at this time, still smiling: "No, as long as I think that Zhuge will come back soon, I will be very happy."

It really is... death without regrets!

Such a good girl!

Zhuge suddenly took a deep breath and said, "How about... how about we find some time to go outside?"

Zhuge felt that it was too cruel for such a beautiful girl to hide in this small place all the time, so he couldn't help thinking of taking her out for a walk.

"Where does Zhuge want to go?"

Zhuge thought for a while and said, "This weekend, why don't we go for a walk on the street... Mmm! I haven't thought about it yet, but I will definitely!!"

"I'm so looking forward to it! I can go to the streets with Zhuge..." Nanako suddenly held her face and said shyly, "Is this a date?"

Zhuge... Zhuge's blood tank is empty. (.)