Shoulder to shoulder

Before Bi Guo came over to kiss her, Jian Xuezhou was still thinking about how to deal with the child's education, but after that, the thoughts in her head were "boomed" and burned to ashes.

Bi Guo's lips are quite plump, and he usually looks pouty when he doesn't pout his lips. When these lips come together, there is no sticky lipstick texture, refreshing, soft and cool.

Very comfortable.

Jian Xuezhou couldn't even tell whether this comfort was simply due to the comfortable touch, or because of the liking, submission and coquettishness contained in such actions.

Jian Xuezhou went to pick up Bi Guo today, but she wasn't really angry. Her mood was more confusion. Getting along with Bi Guo was like a complicated and highly variable subject. Couldn't figure out the rules.

After all, this kiss made her even more confused.

She didn't know why she kissed her, and it didn't feel right to ask.

When a child expresses affection to you, usually your first reaction will be to be happy, rather than looking for a reason.

Because the child himself can't tell the way, if he likes someone, he likes it, so there's no need to list one, two, three, four.

Bi Guo stumbled to remind her to drive, and Jian Xuezhou realized that her mind was distracted.

She stepped on the accelerator and drove the last distance. When she got out of the car, she finally found a suitable sentence to say.

"Happy?" She asked lightly, not wanting to make the little girl nervous.

"Ah, ah, that, ah..." But she seemed more nervous.

Jian Xuezhou raised his hand, signaling that she didn't need to answer this question, turned around and walked forward: "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

This question is much easier to answer, Bi Guo hurriedly said: "Not hungry, not hungry."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Sister, have you had dinner yet?"

Jian Xuezhou glanced back at her: "I'm waiting for you, I haven't eaten."

"Ah." Bi Guo followed closely and came to her side, "I'm sorry, sister, I'm late. What do you want to eat? I'll order it right away, and I'll eat with you."

"Don't you check what time it is." Jian Xuezhou entered the building and came to the elevator, "Is there any place to eat?"

Bi Guo glanced at her phone, it was already eleven o'clock, and the only thing left to order at her place was barbecue.

It's not good at all to eat such heavy oil in the middle of the night, Bi Guo lowered his eyes and blamed himself very much.

The two entered the elevator, and Bi Guo tentatively asked, "Then, can I make some porridge?"

"Will you survive?" Jian Xuezhou looked at her.

"Yes." Bi Guo nodded with certainty.

"Just drink white porridge?"

"Get some side dishes?"

"Can you do it?"

"...No." Bi Guo was devastated.

Jian Xuezhou didn't speak any more. There were only the two of them in the elevator, and Bi Guo's figure was reflected in the car. Although she was not tall, she was well-proportioned. She was a big girl.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Bi Guo's age, let alone a big girl, is already an adult who can take responsibility for his actions and life.

When Jian Xuezhou first met Bi Guo, she was thin and small, her facial features and body hadn't grown yet, her cheeks were puffy, and she still looked like a child.

Now, time flies by, and there is no chance to meet each other in ten years, after all, what remains in Jian Xuezhou's mind is still the appearance of that child.

Maybe... Jian Xuezhou thought to herself, it's time for her to treat her as an adult.

Otherwise, they would not be able to communicate on an equal footing. The conflict between Bi Guo and Xia Ling would sooner or later become the conflict between Jian Xuezhou and Bi Guo.

"I'm with you..."

Jian Xuezhou spoke, but Bi Guo also said at the same time: "I will go..."

The two stopped together and waited for the other to speak first. Before they finished speaking, they waited for the arriving elevator.

With a little politeness and embarrassment, Bi Guo said, "Sister Jane, we're here."

Jian Xuezhou said "um", the two got out of the elevator, opened the door of the house, got familiar with the safe environment, and made everything comfortable.

Jian Xuezhou changed his shoes and asked Bi Guo, "What did you want to say just now?"

"Ah yes, I want to say, I will learn to cook."

"Huh?" Jian Xuezhou was stunned, "Don't you like going into the kitchen?"

"There are very few people who like to go into the kitchen, but sister, you often cook for me." Bi Guo smiled sweetly, "I'll cook for my sister in the future."

Jian Xuezhou couldn't help laughing, such a big result will make people's whole heart soften.

It's like...all your giving, all your good intentions and worries, will pay off.

"Forget it tonight, I'm not hungry." Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "You can try it tomorrow."

"Okay!" Bi Guo was very happy.

"By the way," Jian Xuezhou lowered his eyes, "It's rare for you to call home. Tomorrow is the weekend, so contact your family and say hello."

As she expected, Bi Guo's mood dropped quickly. After a pause, he grinned and said in embarrassment: "Okay...Okay."

"It's getting late, hurry up and go to bed." Jian Xuezhou turned and walked to the room.

"Sister Jane." Bi Guo stopped her.

"Huh?" Jian Xuezhou didn't look back, waiting for her to speak.

But Bi Guo didn't speak, and after a few seconds, Jian Xuezhou looked back at her.

Only then did Bi Guo hook his lips, and smiled and said two meaningless words: "Good night."

"Good night." Jian Xuezhou replied to her.

Bi Guo is a person with very good execution ability, he does what he says, stays at home for two days on weekends, and stays in the kitchen when it's time for meals.

Jian Xuezhou looked interesting, so he stood at the kitchen door and stared at people. He stared at Bi Guo until he was embarrassed, and ran over with red face and wet hands to chase him away.

But she has always been obedient in front of Jian Xuezhou, and has been chased away twice. No matter how persistent Jian Xuezhou is, she can only stomp her feet and try not to look at Jian Xuezhou.

Whenever Bi Guo made a mistake, Jian Xuezhou couldn't help reminding him.

Bi Guo learned quickly, and couldn't remember some small details, so he dried his hands, took out his phone and quickly wrote it down on a post-it note.

After two days of tossing around like this, on the weekend night, Jian Xuezhou finally had a meal that Bi Guo was in charge of.

The eight-treasure porridge with rich content and refreshing side dishes tastes good.

"Hmm~~~" Jian Xuezhou took a sip of porridge and raised his eyebrows, "There is hope."

"What hope?" Bi Guo stood beside her like a waiter, waiting for her comment.

"The day I freed my hands." Jian Xuezhou stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Bi Guo, "To be honest, I really don't like cooking very much."

"I will work hard." Bi Guo said, reaching out his fingertips to touch Jian Xuezhou's hand, "My sister's hands are so beautiful."

Jian Xuezhou didn't take it back in a hurry, and asked her to look more: "Really? I also think my hands are pretty."

Bi Guo suddenly pinched her palm: "Are your nails used for armor?"

This position is a bit itchy, the little girl's hands are hot, Jian Xuezhou twitched: "No, it's inconvenient to type all day."

Bi Guo didn't let go of her hand, but still held it, and looked closer: "That's so pretty."

The distance was so close that Jian Xuezhou's breath was sprayed into Jian Xuezhou's palms, and she suddenly felt a little inexplicable embarrassment, always feeling that Bi Guo would suddenly kiss her on the hand like he kissed her cheek that day.

So I tried my best and pulled my hand again: "Sycophant."

This time it was drawn back, and Bi Guo said cheerfully: "I always praise from the bottom of my heart."

"Okay." Jian Xuezhou stared at the bowl on the table without looking back, "Sit down and eat."

Bi Guo took off his apron and sat opposite her. She watched Jian Xuezhou drink the porridge, and she also watched Jian Xuezhou pick up vegetables, which made Jian Xuezhou's embarrassment even more intense.

Something is not quite right.

But even if something is wrong, you can't think about the wrong place, and you can't look at the wrong place. Since there is fog, don't let the fog disperse.

Jian Xuezhou sighed silently.

On the second day, when a new week came, Jian Xuezhou went to the company for a visit, and then went on a business trip to another city in the afternoon.

Bi Guo continued to work on "Lovesickness", took a look at the new draft, stocked up on good books, and prepared to sign the next book.

At noon, the werewolf killing game in the reading room resumed, and when Bi Guo rushed over, there were even more people than before.

Bi Guo thought that her rookie effect was over, but in the next week of game time, she was still the one who was taken care of by many parties.

He even faintly became the central character in the game, was killed, voted on, and teased by others.

At the same time, her work has become much smoother.

Almost every department has her acquaintances in the game, so the arrangement of the process saves a lot of detours.

Especially Lin Xian and Doudou, they were not in the same team with Bi Guo, and they didn't have any cooperative relationship, but they took the initiative to talk to Bi Guo about many work matters.

Both of them have been editors for three or four years, and their experience is very valuable to Bi Guo.

It's just a weekend, and it seems that the previous obstacles at work can be easily resolved.

Bi Guo happily felt that his strategy of integrating into the group was useful, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart, thinking that something was wrong if it went too smoothly.

However, another week passed, and the production of "Lovesickness" was in the middle of Bi Guo's urgent urging, and then there was a long wait, waiting for the artist to finish the drawing, waiting for the cover design, and waiting for the inside pages to be submitted for approval.

Relatively speaking, the editing work has reached this stage, although it is a bit messy, the workload is much less.

Bi Guo has more time to find new books, and has more time to update her essays when she goes home at night. She is as smooth as ever, as if she has passed the initial ups and downs, and the future is a calm journey.

Even the weather has completely cooled down.

After the hot summer, the wind blowing in the early autumn always makes people feel comfortable and refreshed.

Wang Ze sent a document to Bi Guo, which was the signing contract of "Cohabitation". Although it was a cooperation with a Taiwanese publishing house, Bi Guo's share of the share was not small at all.

Wang Ze gave her the treatment of signing B. After reading the terms in the contract, after all, he tried his best to fight for her rights under the industry rules.

There is nothing to say about cooperating with Wang Ze as an author.

On the day the contract was signed, Wang Ze went back to the company and took three team members to dinner at noon.

Hanyu was still indifferent, Hao Mengmeng was very excited when he found out that Bi Guo's bookmark had been signed into his group.

However, Bi Guo was not too happy, and it was a bit sad to think about it. This turned out to be the first time that Bi Guo and Hao Mengmeng participated in the group dinner.

After eating, the four of them walked back together. When they reached the office building, Bi Guo stopped and said to Wang Ze, "Leader, I have something to ask you."

Wang Ze raised his eyebrows, motioned for Hanyu and Hao Mengmeng to go up first, and when they disappeared, he asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Bi Guo cut to the chase: "Who are you planning to arrange as the editor of "Cohabitation"?"

"Hmm..." Wang Ze lowered his head, looking like he was thinking, "Generally, whoever signs the contract is the editor."

"But you definitely don't have time to write books." Bi Guo said.

"It's not that I'm free." Wang Ze smiled, "I just need to run around often."

"Leave it to Mengmeng." Bi Guo didn't want to go around with her again, and said directly, "She is also an official editor now. She has done so many books by Zixuan and Hanyu before, so she is very familiar with the process."

Wang Ze still smiled, then paused and said, "You want her to do it?"

"I'm just making a suggestion." Bi Guo said, "Since I signed the contract, the production of the book is the job of the Huaze Group."

"You are also a member of Huaze." Wang Ze said, "The main reason is that it is troublesome to contact Taiwan."

"You must contact us over there, none of us can do it." Bi Guo smiled, "But the book still needs to be produced by us, Mengmeng is very suitable."

Wang Ze tilted his head and thought for a while, finally nodded and said: "Okay, let Mengmeng do it."

"Thank you, team leader." Bi Guo turned around, "Let's go up."

Wang Ze took a step to her side: "Just call me the prince, and the team leader will have more points."

Bi Guo smiled and didn't answer.

The two reached the 26th floor, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, Jian Xuezhou came down from the 27th floor.

Wang Ze stepped over quickly, and said with a smile, "Boss Jian, good afternoon, have you eaten yet?"

Jian Xuezhou looked at her, then at Bi Guo, and said, "I've eaten."

"I brought some special products," Wang Ze said, "I'll bring them to you later. It's delicious, and it's the most authentic local product."

"Thank you." Jian Xuezhou waved to Bi Guo, "Come here."

Bi Guo walked over and said, "President Jian, what's wrong?"

"I have something to do." Jian Xuezhou nodded to Wang Ze as a farewell, then turned and walked upstairs, "Come with me."

Bi Guo kept up, and when he went upstairs, he told Jian Xuezhou that he had signed the contract.

Jian Xuezhou curled his lips into a smile, and said, "There just happens to be a reward."

"Reward?" Bi Guo's mood that had finally dropped a little today immediately rose again. She looked back and forth, and seeing that there was no one in the corridor, she took a step closer to Jian Xuezhou, and said with a smile, "What reward?"

"What's the rush? You'll know later." Jian Xuezhou's eyes were gentle, just like when he was at home.

Bi Guo rubbed his hands, both excited and relieved.

The two entered the general manager's office. Jian Xuezhou took a large beautifully packaged box on the table and handed it to her: "Open it."

There was neither a word nor a logo on the box. Bi Guo's mood turned into apprehension and excitement. He gently opened the lid of the box and saw a neatly folded beautiful dress.

This is a beige trench coat with a neat cut, stylish and gentle.

Jian Xuezhou looked at her and said, "Try it."

Bi Guo slipped his throat, took off his coat, and put on his windbreaker.

Everything fits perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Bi Guo lowered her head, recalling some details in her life, her eyes fixed on the table, where there was another box that was exactly the same, lying quietly.

"What's that?" Bi Guo asked.

Jian Xuezhou laughed at her lack of greed, and said, "That's mine."

Bi Guo laughed: "Is it the same as mine?"

"Color is not the same."

"let me see."

"What catches your eyes."

"You can see me, why can't I see you." Bi Guo raised his head and said in a teasing tone, "I want to see what a couple outfit looks like."