She is the winner in life as a sidekick [Quick Transmigration]

After Qiao Yu left, Anle walked out of the conference room as if nothing happened.

The morning time was originally reserved for preparing for this meeting.Now that all the participants in the meeting have left, Anle is naturally free.

It was a rare moment of leisure and happiness, and I remembered that there was still an uneaten lunch in my bag.Just as he was feeling hungry, Anle took his lunch box and went to the tea room.

As soon as she approached the tea room, there was a sharp and angry sound from Li Ting and the crisp sound of a glass being thrown to the ground.

"Are you such a foxy girl? The president has moved you to the top floor specially!"

Anle was stunned after hearing this.

It seems that news circulates very quickly in the company. Not long after Nan Zheng was brought here, the gossip spread everywhere.

This plot was also in the script. Unexpectedly, Anle happened to run into her.

There is no role of her supporting role here.Anle stepped back and walked to the door on the side, ready to wait until the plot was over before going in.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the faintly shrill female voice coming from the tea room finally stopped.

Li Ting walked out of the tea room on high heels with an angry look on her face, and gradually walked away.

Anle looked at Li Ting's back with interest in her eyes.

At this time, Li Ting did not know that her various difficulties and embarrassments would later become an assist in the relationship between the male and female protagonists.

Anle stepped out from behind the door, took her lunch box, and walked into the tea room with a calm expression.

There was another person in the tea room, and it turned out to be Nan Zheng with droopy eyes.

Although I sympathized with Nan Zheng and was scolded, this was a plot that the heroine had to go through, and Anle couldn't interfere.

In order to avoid Nanzheng's embarrassment, Anle leaned against the wall, eyes lowered, and focused on unpacking his lunch box.

Not a single glance was given to Nan Zheng in the corner.

The lunch box was opened, and the aroma of potato pancakes filled the air, making people salivate.

Anle held up the potato cake and chewed it carefully.Because they were stored in the lunch box, the potato pancakes were still warm, golden in color and crispy in texture, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

After slowly finishing two potato cakes, Anle was full and prepared the remaining one for the afternoon.

When Anle was about to close the lunch box, Nan Zheng, who had been silent, finally spoke up.

"Assistant An..." The little girl spoke softly, her tone a little pitiful.

Anle raised his eyes and looked towards her.

I saw the little girl standing in the corner, as if she had not yet recovered from the sadness of being scolded for no reason, and her whole body felt depressed.

An Le was helpless, and it was normal for a good little girl to be suddenly scolded so bloody that she felt sad.

Anle and Nanzheng looked at each other, already ready with words that fit her personality and could comfort the heroine.

Nanzheng grabbed the corner of her clothes and walked to Anle with some trepidation.She rubbed her clothes nervously, as if she was embarrassed.

Then, Anle heard the little girl in front of him open her mouth and say:

"Assistant An, that potato pancake you can't finish eating..."

"Can you give it to me?"

The little girl looked up, her eyes full of desire for potato pancakes, but there was no trace of the depression and sadness she felt after being scolded.

Anle was silent: "..."

After a long time, Anle heard one word squeezed out from between her teeth:

"Row."

Five minutes later, Anle returned to his office with an empty lunch box and an expressionless face.

As soon as she sat down, her phone vibrated.

Anle opened it and saw that it was a text message from an unknown number.

[Ms. An, I’d better pick you up in the afternoon. 】

No need to think, it must be Qiao Yu.

【Need not. 】Anle replied quickly.

After these few contacts, Qiao Yu probably understood that Anle was a person who would not compromise easily, and he actually stopped sending text messages.

The afternoon work went by in a flash, and soon it was time to get off work.

When Anle walked out of the company door, she did not see Qiao Yu's car at the door. She nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that Qiao Yu is quite obedient.

Soon he arrived at the door of his community, and Anle then remembered that a foodie should be squatting at the door.

Anle turned around and walked towards the supermarket nearby.The supermarket near the community has everything, and she quickly bought groceries for the evening.

She took the elevator upstairs, and the floors continued to rise, and finally stopped at the floor where she lived.

The elevator door slowly opened, and a black figure squatted pitifully at the door of her house.

An Le took a closer look and saw that it was indeed Qiao Yu.

Beside Qiao Yu's feet, there were piles of ingredients, so much that the supermarket was almost empty.

"I'll get it for you."

Seeing her finally appearing, Qiao Yu stood up and took the bag from her hand.

Qiao Yu's eyes were surprisingly bright, and he quickly moved to Anle's door, waiting for Anle to open the door.

Even more anxious than the owner Anle.

Anle deliberately took out the keys in her bag for a long time and slowly opened the door.But Qiao Yu showed no sign of impatience, and looked forward to it.

As soon as the door opened, Qiao Yu picked up the large and small bags on the ground and rushed in, fearing that Anle would regret it and drive him out.

Turning on the light, the dim room suddenly became bright and warm. Qiao Yu stuffed all the ingredients he brought into Anle's refrigerator.

Anle's originally empty refrigerator was suddenly filled to the brim, bringing some warmth of home.

After Qiao Yu put away the things, he volunteered, "I can help with the cooking."

"No, don't make trouble in the kitchen."

Anle kicked him out of the kitchen in disgust, letting him stay where he could to cool off.

Qiao Yu didn't want to, but he still listened to An Le and sat down on the sofa to stay.

As soon as the kitchen door was closed, the smell of oil smoke gradually came out from the kitchen, and the originally deserted single apartment gradually took on a homely smell.

Qiao Yu was not idle sitting on the sofa, his eyes wandering throughout the room, trying to learn more about Anle.

He never pursued other people's experiences until he encountered happiness.The iron tree bloomed for the first time, and Qiao Yu felt a little nervous.

The dialogue that had been rehearsed in my mind was suddenly forgotten when it came to An Le, and it almost became an instinctive reaction.

"The meal is done, come and eat."

An Le's cold voice came from the kitchen door, and three dishes and one soup were already placed on the table.

Qiao Yu stood up and walked to the dining table. Surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the dishes.

Because the dishes made by Anle are full of flavor, flavor and bright color, just looking at them will greatly increase your appetite.

"It's delicious!" Qiao Yu praised seriously after taking the first bite of meat slices.

Anle sat across from him, feeling happy when he received the compliment.

Both of them have the habit of keeping silent during meals, and the dinner table quickly became quiet.

Qiao Yu took advantage of the gap between picking up vegetables and secretly glanced at An Le opposite him, then quickly looked away.

It would be great if he could come here every day to eat, he thought to himself.

After a hard day's work, his empty stomach was filled with a sense of fulfillment from food. Laziness and sleepiness surged up from deep within his body, and Anle couldn't help but yawn.

Qiao Yu took over all the dishwashing and cleaning tasks very self-awarely, and the dining table and kitchen were quickly cleaned up.

When he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, he found Anle leaning on the sofa, resting his head on his hands and half-squinting his eyes, as if waiting for him to come out.

The warm yellow light shines on her,

"Come here." Anle said.

Qiao Yu obediently sat on the sofa in front of her, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close, not daring to cross it at all.

Unexpectedly, Anle frowned and muttered dissatisfied: "Sit over here, why are you sitting so far away?"

Her tone was soft, full of complaints, and seemed extremely intimate.During the day, Anle is meticulous and has a somewhat ascetic temperament in the company, but at night she is completely opposite to that during the day.

Qiao Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, feeling that the air was inexplicably hot.

He moved forward a little as he was told, and the distance between the two became slightly closer, but they still maintained a distance of one meter.

Anle pursed her lips, still not satisfied.

She took the initiative to move to Qiao Yu's side, leaned over, raised her head and looked into the man's eyes.

Qiao Yu was forced to lean on the sofa, his breathing stagnant.In front of you is An Le with a sultry smile, and behind you there is nowhere to retreat.

An Le's weak, boneless hand quietly climbed up at some point and gently placed it on his chest. The warmth of her fingertips could be clearly heard through the clothes.

"That..." Qiao Yu's ears turned red and he hesitated to speak.

Although Qiao Yu really wanted to have a closer relationship with An Le, he didn't want An Le to be just a whim, and he didn't want An Le to regret it later.

Anle suddenly leaned forward and came close to Qiao Yu's ear, and her warm breath touched the tip of Qiao Yu's already red ear.

Qiao Yu closed his eyes nervously, feeling overwhelmed for the first time.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Anle softly spoke in his ear.

"How is your Juqianlou?" The ambiguous atmosphere that had been created for a long time suddenly disappeared, and Anle asked calmly.

When he heard these irrelevant words, Qiao Yu was stunned and said blankly: "Huh?"

Anle said nothing and carefully observed his expression.

Their movements both paused and stayed like this for a long time.

Finally, under Qiao Yu's blank eyes, Anle put down her hand on Qiao Yu's chest and retreated to her original position.

She was now certain that Qiao Yu had no memory of the previous world.

That's right, Anle's actions just now were all to test Qiao Yu.

The ambiguous atmosphere created was to make Qiao Yu relax his guard; the hand deliberately placed on Qiao Yu's chest was actually quietly monitoring Qiao Yu's heart rate.

When Anle suddenly mentioned the "Juqianlou" in the previous world, all of Qiao Yu's reactions showed that he had no memory of the previous world.

Although the honey trap is a bit shameful, it works.

In order to verify his conjecture, Anle specially chose a time when 001 was not around.

Bugs frequently appear in this script world, and Anle cannot help but speculate on Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu has been away from the world of the script since his last world, revealing mysteries everywhere.

However, if he had no memory of the previous world, Anle's original speculation would have to be overturned and reconsidered.

Is Qiao Yu a pawn on the chessboard, or the source of the virus?

Anle's mind was racing, but Qiao Yu, who finally came to his senses on the sofa, was unhappy.

He was made angry all over, but the culprit turned out to be okay.

Qiao Yu quickly stood up from the sofa, pursed his lips, and pushed An Le, who was thinking about it, onto the sofa with a pounce.

"What is Juqianlou?" The man was a little angry.

An Le came back to her senses and found that her shoulders were firmly held by the man, unable to move at all.

"Let me go first." Anle was helpless.

"No," Qiao Yu pretended to be fierce, his eyes flashing slightly: "If you don't tell me, I won't let you go."

However, Qiao Yu, who was pretending to be fierce, didn't know that his completely red earlobes had completely exposed him.

This is obviously a bumbling paper tiger.

The author has something to say: In the next world, do you want to see [the disciple who sweeps the door is the future leader] or [the teaching director teaches you to sing and dance rap (what the hell)]

One is the world of cultivating immortals, where the upright leader x the wanton and arrogant devil

One is the campus world, where the dean x is a young and handsome Mathematical Olympiad teacher who checks appearance every day at the school gate.

You choose (:3」∠) It has been changed, it has been changed, it has been changed, everyone will re-collect the new one, new...new computer version..., after everyone saves it, open it in a new way, it will not open in the future.