The host went on strike again today

Chapter 43 Modern Dear Miss Clothes (43)
"By the way, what's your number? I'll save it, and you'll have to 'watch over' me later." There was something in her words.

The man holding the door frame refused her, "In special times, you don't need to save your number when you are with me 24 hours a day."

"..." Tang Rui always felt that she was right, but what was wrong?
Suddenly she felt blessed and said, "Jun Wuming, are you jealous because I didn't save your number before?"

"Good night." The man's violent closing of the door interrupted her.

"Hey!" This tsundere!

On the breakfast table the next day, there was a sticky note with a number in front of her.

Tang Rui pursed her lips and smiled, tsk tsk tsk.

Tang Rui immediately changed the calling card in Tang Xinxin's old phone, and added his WeChat account by the way. His WeChat profile picture was a little gray man with a decent name [Jun Wuming].

She couldn't help but complain, "Isn't there anyone on your WeChat who complains about being boring?"

Jun Wuming looked at the friend-adding prompt [Dear Miss Clothes, apply to add you as a friend] The corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Dear Miss Clothes, Sister?"

Tang Rui protested, "It's Miss Sister!" What he said in such a serious manner made people wonder, and the three words "dear" were particularly deep and magnetic.

Seeing the little girl's lively appearance, the corners of Jun Wuming's lips could not help but rise slightly.

In the following days, there were really many more cameras around their villa.

Tang Rui also didn't run around obediently in order to avoid being stared at. As for the sixteen paintings she got and the contents inside, she gave Jun Wuming all of them. His card was also handed over to her for management, so Tang Rui didn't know whether he should treat money as dung or trust her.

Isn't he afraid that one day she will run away with the money?

Jun Wuming didn't think much about it, he didn't care about these things himself, his most valuable thing was his brain, he was still three points and one line, but he spent significantly more time in the underground laboratory.

Tang Rui didn't like the bunch of bugs he kept in the basement, so she just called him outside to eat, and didn't know what he was studying.

During this period, after Jun Wuming ate the sweet and sour fish that she hadn't cooked for more than a year, his happiness value increased. Tang Ruifu suddenly figured out why, thinking that his happiness value was related to "praise".

For example, wasn't it because she said "You are too good!"

001 said that it had given up on this host whose EQ dropped intermittently^_^.

So Tang Rui changed her style of flattering, and it did rise a little at first. Later, Tang Rui thought that maybe she had ignored him for too long before, so she prepared lunch on a whim, and a meal of sweet and sour fish actually increased the happiness value. .

For example, it looks strange, the cold-looking guy actually likes to eat all kinds of sweet and sour, like a child's taste.

In one week, she has risen by 5%, and it is now 78%, which is gratifying.

A week passed in a flash.

It was another big class, Tang Xinxin was still abroad and hadn't come back. She couldn't stand those old professors who were chattering, so she ran to the roof to bask in the sun.

So for the first time, the old professor discovered that Jun Wuming, a top student in his study, was distracted. He glanced occasionally and realized that he was actually sending a message?And the corners of her lips have an imperceptible curvature?
The old professor sighed helplessly, no matter how good Jun Wuming is, he is still a young man who wants to fall in love.

At this time, Jun Wuming was sending WeChat messages to Tang Rui.

【What do you want to eat tonight?I will do it for you. 】Dear Miss Clothes.

【Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, Dumplings】Jun Wuming.

[You've gained weight recently, no, no, I don't want your abdominal muscles to get wrinkled, so I'll have vegetable and radish soup tonight. 】Dear Miss Clothes.

She did make several meals on a whim recently, and he ate more. Jun Wuming touched his abdomen, which was still well-defined, and touched his cheeks. How could she tell that he was fat?He felt she was retaliating.

Thinking of the green vegetables, he frowned.

[You are not asking me, you are informing me. 】You are nameless.

[Hahahahahaha!That's right. 】Dear Miss Clothes.

Could she be thicker?Jun Wuming seemed to be able to think of the little girl's smug face, and there was a smile in his eyes, but he didn't know how many girls blushed because of his changes.

Damn, the male god seems to be in a good mood recently, and he is even more handsome!
(End of this chapter)