Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

After putting away the suitcase, Ji Xuechen took her around the house, "...This is the study room. If you want to read, you can come here...This is the music room. It's well soundproofed. You can come in at any time if you want to listen to music. I've always followed you before." Video, now I can sing to you in person..."

Normally he doesn't talk much, nor is he verbose.

But it's different now.

Ji Xuechen took her to see the "honor shelf" in his study room. There were many of his trophies on it... He had shown it to her during the previous video.

While answering the call, Tingqiao looked at the layout of his home. There was no trace of anyone else.

She is happy.

But the floating big orange is unhappy, what's going on? Why is it different from what its chip records?

It’s not that the male protagonist puts photos of his former group and photos with the female protagonist on his “honor shelf”. This will be one of the saving points in the crematorium of chasing his wife in the future! Why are they gone now?

Tingqiao caught a glimpse of Big Orange's expression of disbelief from the corner of his eye. Although he didn't know why, he wanted to laugh, because it was so funny for a Big Orange to show such an expression.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xuechen asked.

"I was wondering," Tingqiao said, "Are you showing off to me now?"

Ji Xuechen wrote lightly: "No, you said you wanted to see it before."

"Ah... I seem to have said that." Tingqiao vaguely remembered that the two of them had said in the previous video that if she returned to China, she would see his certificate.

I took some time to look through the entire home. The guest room she stayed in was also decorated early. It was all decorated and arranged in a way that she would like. I mentioned it on the phone before...

Tingqiao glanced at him and said, "Why do you feel like you had a premeditated plan?"

If she wants to come over, it should be because he wants her to come over.

"Huh?" Ji Xuechen pretended not to know what she meant, "Are you going to pack your luggage?"

Tingqiao was about to say yes, but his stomach felt empty, and he was probably about to feel hungry.

I didn't finish my lunch at all, and I spent a long time in the hospital. Now, it's time to get hungry.

Tingqiao said honestly: "I'm hungry."

Ji Xuechen: "I don't know if there are any dishes in the kitchen, or should we order takeout?"

Tingqiao: "Well... let's go to the kitchen first."

Everything in the kitchen is neatly organized, in line with this person's style.

Ji Xuechen opened the refrigerator, and Tingqiao stood behind him to look. The refrigerator was somewhat empty, with only a few cans of drinks and eggs on the side.

"Sure enough, not." He said.

He hasn't done anything by himself for a while. He spends most of his time writing music in the room where he works, and his assistant packs and brings the meals.

He opened the cabinet next to him and said, "I should only be able to cook noodles or make fried rice with eggs."

Tingqiao said "Hmm", "Then let's cook some noodles."

"Isn't eating noodles a bit monotonous? In fact, ordering takeout is also quite fast."

"Just eat noodles."

"Then you go out and sit for a while. You'll be fine soon."

"Ah."

The noodles were still steaming when they were brought over. They contained eggs and ham, and they didn't look too bland. Tingqiao looked quite appetizing.

The two of them each had a bowl of noodles and finished eating while sitting across from each other.

……

"So what's the next plot?"

At night, Song Tingqiao, who was lying on the bed, turned to look at the big orange lying on the bedside table.

By the way, does this orange count as her system? It seems to be written like this in novels...

Da Chengzi glared at her angrily, "So you really didn't listen to me before!"

Tingqiao said very insincerely, "Of course I heard the noise, but I forgot. How about you repeat it again?"

Da Chengzi leaned back and said, "I won't tell you unless..."

"Oh, forget it, I'm going to sleep."

As soon as the quilt was pulled, Tingqiao closed his eyes directly, leaving Big Chengzi stunned.

Do other people's systems also treat them this way? Shouldn't we ask if there is any way to change our destiny? This is what is written in novels.

Early the next morning, Song Tingqiao opened her eyes after getting enough rest. She did not get up directly, but turned to look at the big orange lying on the bedside table.

Drooling?

No, this thing can still sleep?

She was curious and leaned over to take a look. She had tried the body before and she couldn't touch it.

It's a pity, otherwise maybe someone could have taken it apart and studied it.

Da Chengzi, who felt the cold inexplicably, opened his eyes - "Ah!"

The face was so close that it was startled when it just woke up.

Song Tingqiao felt even more weird that he was so timid... was it really the system?

Or you should find time to see a psychiatrist again.

The frightened Da Chengzi whined: "Why are you so close so early in the morning!"

Song Tingqiao: "I'm a little curious about your structure and want to take it apart and study it."

Big Orange: "..."

It was a little panicked, but after a while it remembered that she couldn't touch it at all, "We are not in the same dimension, you can't touch me, hum."

That's it. Song Tingqiao noted this down.

Da Chengzi was suspicious: "Are you trying to test something?"

Song Tingqiao smiled and said, "I'm just surprised that you can sleep too."

Da Chengzi felt a little guilty, "I'm just processing the data in my brain."

I accidentally fell asleep last night because I was so angry. It is an excellent system and there is no need to sleep.

"Oh." Song Tingqiao pretended to believe it.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Ji Xuechen asked her to come out for breakfast.

Song Tingqiao got out of bed and washed up.

Breakfast was a takeaway order, and it was all placed on the table, piping hot and steaming.

Ji Xuechen was sitting on one side of the dining table. He hadn't started eating breakfast yet.

Seeing Tingqiao appear, he pulled out a chair beside him and said, "Sit down and have breakfast."

"Okay." Tingqiao walked over and sat down, unabashedly keeping his eyes on him. This man looked strangely lazy in the casual clothes he was wearing today, and his gentle smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.

Well, it does fit the male protagonist of the novel very well.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes half smiling, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Song Tingqiao said seriously: "I'm reading a novel about the male protagonist."

Big Orange following behind: "!!"

How could you say that!

Ji Xuechen also answered: "Oh? What about you?"

Tingqiao sighed quietly, "I'm cannon fodder."

He seemed to be amused by her and paused for a moment, "It doesn't matter...there are new routines popular now."

Tingqiao: "?"

He smiled and pushed the xiaolongbao in front of her, "The xiaolongbao you said you wanted to eat yesterday."

Tingqiao immediately changed his attention and looked down at the xiaolongbao on the table, "Ah, it looks good. There are actually people selling this overseas, but the taste is not to my liking, so I haven't eaten it for a long time."

She suddenly raised her head and said, "By the way, don't let me eat anything like sandwich steaks during this period. I'm tired of it."

"understood."

It was very quiet in the restaurant, and his smiling voice was very clear. No wonder his voice was praised by many people, and it seemed like her ears were a little more itchy when she heard it so close.

"I will only take you to eat delicious Chinese food during this period."

Tingqiao nodded: "Children can be taught."

Ji Xuechen raised his hand and knocked her on the head very gently, "You are taking advantage of me."

"No way, brother Xuechen is having breakfast."

"Tsk."

After breakfast, Ji Xuechen came over to admire her schedule. This was a schedule that Song Tingqiao had written while abroad, and now he tore open the first item.

Ji Xuechen held his chin and looked carefully, "Travel?"

Tingqiao pursed his lips slightly, "Well, I haven't been back for a long time, so I want to take a trip around the country, but I haven't figured out the specific route yet."

She looked up at him, her eyes unblinking, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but would you mind adding me in?"

"Yes, yes, then you beg me?"

Someone has no ambition and says, "Yeah, please."

He curled his lips and smiled.

This smile is really evil. Fortunately, Tingqiao has already become accustomed to his beauty, otherwise she would be blushing and heartbeating at this moment.

The harmonious atmosphere in the living room was maintained until Ji Xuechen's manager Ye Shen arrived.

"Miss Song, you don't want Brother Xuechen's career to be affected, right?"

Song Tingqiao hesitated: "Uh..."