Lawyers and trainee lawyers

After they left the court, Yu Xia didn't speak to Cen He.

Cen He walked behind her, with a playful tone: "You're not really angry, are you?"

"My sister is just teasing you, and what my sister said is right, are you right?"

Yu Xia felt aggrieved like a kitten, but she still nodded in agreement.

She felt that her sister had a kind of magical power, which turned black and white in a serious manner, and made people feel quite right.

To be honest, she was actually really worried. There are so many people poaching the wall these days, and they will change their minds if they are not sure, so it is right to keep an eye on it and cut off this possibility from the source.

The food festival was set up in a very open venue. When they arrived, there were already a lot of people standing inside.

Yu Xia looked at the time, it was only after five o'clock in the afternoon, the daylight saving time, the sky was still bright.

The stall closest to the entrance of the city was small octopus balls. Yu Xia ordered a box, found a place nearby, and sat down to eat. She handed the long bamboo sticks to Cen He, and ate one bite at a time.

She asked Cen He about the case at hand, and Cen He analyzed it for her, "The probability of winning this case is indeed relatively low."

Yu Xia was in a low mood.

Cen He continued: "But it's not completely hopeless. The cases you searched are from the province but not from the city, right? Every judge has a different style of adjudicating cases. If you expand the scope of your search, I guess it will be There are judgments that determine the labor relationship."

"So, this case can still be done."

Yu Xia swallowed the last octopus ball, and then replied: "Yeah." She felt inexplicably confident.

Cen He stared into Yu Xia's eyes, with a smile overflowing his eyes: "Do you need my sister to help you?"

Yu Xia quickly waved her hands, and said with certainty: "I can do it myself."

Cen He: "That's good, I believe you can do it, kid."

There were more and more people, Cen He and Yu Xia sat for a while without joining the crowd.

Yu Xia smelled the smell of stinky tofu from a distance, she walked over quickly, there were some people in line.

After waiting for a while, Yu Xia took the box and poked a small piece for Cen He.

Cen He frowned slightly, and declined politely: "You can eat by yourself."

Yu Xia: "It turns out that there are foods my sister doesn't want to eat." She took a sip and said regretfully: "It's actually quite delicious, sister, don't you really want to try it?"

Cen He firmly said: "No."

People who like stinky tofu or durian like it very much, and those who don't like it avoid it.

After Yu Xia knew that Cen He didn't like it, she deliberately went up to him, but now it was Cen He's turn to be half happy and half angry, and looked helpless.

Immediately, Yu Xia felt the pleasure of being revenged, seeing Cen He's aggrieved look, not to mention how happy she was.

The two laughed and cursed, and merged with the bustling crowd around them. The sky was getting dark, and each stall was equipped with that kind of incandescent bulbs, one after another, illuminating the night market.

Yu Xia saw many couples walking past, all holding hands, very intimate.

She and Cen He walked side by side, with their hands hanging down naturally, someone walked away from Yu Xia's side quickly, her body leaned towards Cen He, and naturally, her hand touched Cen He's.

In an instant, there was a ripple in my heart.

She turned her head to look at Cen He's side face, which was covered with a layer of yellow light, which fully met the standard of beauty. The nose, mouth, and chin were three points in one line. She slowly shifted her gaze to the hands of the two, and then slowly Stretch out your fingers slowly.

Bit by bit, scratch your heart and lungs.

A group of people walked towards them cursing behind them, and after being hit, the two were separated.

Yu Xia was anxiously tiptoeing in front of her and looking back for Cen He. Suddenly, she put a hand over her and held her, with a soft and delicate touch. Four fingers were in her palm, and her thumb was on the back of her hand. It's a throbbing feeling.

The lights were bright, Cen He took her hand, "Don't get lost again."

Yu Xia thought of the time when she lost her way last time.

Immediately afterwards, Cen He said casually: "However, it doesn't matter, I will hold you and never let you go, and I won't let you get lost."

...

On Saturday, Yu Xia got up early in the morning, hurriedly finished the breakfast made by Meng Zhi and prepared to leave.

Meng Zhi complained to Yu Shu: "This child has never seen her get up so early except on weekdays."

Yu Shu: "It means that the child has become diligent, which is very good."

Amidst the chatter between Meng Zhi and Yu Shu, Yu Xia put on her shoes and drove off to the flower and bird market.

So early, in this place, Yu Xia bumped into many old men and aunts, and the whole market was full of vitality.

Green vegetation is everywhere, plants carry out photosynthesis during the day, Yu Xia doesn't know if it's her own psychological effect, she feels that she has breathed more oxygen, surrounded by oxygen ions, and feels much better.

There are no potted green plants in Cen He's house, so Yu Xia thought about buying some to put in Cen He's house.

She picked out a few pots of succulents, and when she was checking out, she saw green radishes again, so she bought them together. Green radishes are notoriously easy to raise, beautiful and absorb formaldehyde.

Yu Xia knocked on Cen He's door, and after a while, Yu Xia thought that Cen He was not at home, and such a self-disciplined person might have gone out early in the morning.

Then, she heard the sound of slippers on the floor.

Cen He was wearing a nightgown, the silk kind, hanging loosely on his body, feeling a little lustful.

Cen He crossed her arms: "Come in, what are you doing standing there?" She just got up, her voice was lazy.

Yu Xia went in with a red face carrying a potted plant.

Yu Xia disassembled the succulents and put them on the balcony. The green radish was placed in a transparent vase and filled with water.

Cen He made a cup of coffee with the coffee machine in the kitchen. She stayed up late to work on the case. At this time, her mind was still not very clear. She saw Yu Xia who was busy on the balcony, and felt relieved in her heart. She leaned on the cabinet and held the Drinking coffee, when Yu Xia finished her work and returned to the living room, she said to Yu Xia with a half-smile, "You're quite interested."

Yu Xia realized that she regarded this place as her own home, and said hesitantly: "We still need to put some vital things in the house, sister, see if it has more vitality."

Cen He took a sip of his coffee and nodded slightly in response to Yu Xia: "Indeed, this looks like a home."

After being affirmed, Yu Xia opened the smart box again, clicked a folk song, opened all the curtains, and the soft morning sun poured down, making the room bright.

The north-south transparent room, when the windows are opened, the wind blows slowly. It is not hot in this season, but it is hard to say in the afternoon.

Cen He came over and turned on the electric fan for Yu Xia: "It's not too hot, turn on the air conditioner in the afternoon, you play by yourself first, sister goes to work."

"Think about what's for lunch?"

Yu Xia sat on the sofa, shaking her legs, "I don't want to go out to eat this day, so let's eat takeaway."

Cen He looked at her and smiled softly: "You decide."

Yu Xia first sat on the sofa, listened to music, swiped her phone, browsed the forums, and when she got bored, she went to the bookshelf to pick out a few books, and lay down on the sofa to read them.

Cen He sat at the desk, flipping through the materials, the pages rustling in the wind, her thoughts were interrupted, thinking of Yu Xia in the living room, she shook her head with a smile.

After she was done with work, she glanced at her watch and it was only early nine o'clock.

In fact, the time in the morning is not short, but most people don't make full use of it. If you sleep late on weekends, a lot of time in the morning is wasted.

After stretching, Cen He returned to the living room and saw such a scene.

Yu Xia was lying on the sofa, her calves were turned up, and her two snow-white feet were shaking up and down in the air.

The wind from the electric fan gushed into Yu Xia's neckline, and the strands of hair followed the direction of the wind into the neckline.

Yu Xia is wearing a blue sleeveless cotton vest today, with a row of decorative buttons on her chest, revealing her curved clavicle|bone, and her lower body is paired with yellow shorts, which suits her temperament very well, clean and full of vigor.

Yu Xia read the book seriously, not paying attention to Cen He who was looking at her.

Yu Xia didn't notice until Cen He sat down on the side sofa, she closed the book, and said half coquettishly: "Sister, you are finally busy."

Yu Xia changed her posture, sat cross-legged, and suggested to Cen He, "Sister, just sit facing me like this, and I will draw a portrait for you."

Cen He raised his eyebrows: "Do you know how to draw?"

Yu Xia shook her head: "No, but I have played the pinching game before."

Cen He laughed at her: "You don't want to play tricks on me, do you?"

Yu Xia said sincerely: "Almost."

Cen He took the book in Yu Xia's hand and put it on his lap, then said to Yu Xia: "Sure, as long as you like it, just don't be too ugly."

Yu Xia went to find a pen and paper, and began to draw in style.

Cen He had no intention of reading at all, his mind was filled with the image of Yu Xia lying on the sofa just now, and he didn't know if it was the weather or what, and his heart was flustered.

It was Yu Xia, who was still smiling cheerfully while scribbling on the paper with a pen.

Except in kindergarten and elementary school, Yu Xia had learned simple drawing from the teacher in a twisted manner, but never learned it after that.

She actually doesn't know anything about painting, and because of this, when she watched the video and saw painting, Yu Xia still wanted to try it.

This not-so-good model is right in front of her, so if she doesn't paint it, she won't paint it. As for what the painting will look like, that's not something she has to consider.

Time passed by, Yu Xia was still quite calm, but Cen He, upset, urged Yu Xia: "How is it, are you alright?"

Yu Xia replied with a smile: "Wait a minute, it's almost ready, sister."

The blades of the electric fan made slight regular noises, and the sound of cicadas came from outside, Cen He calmed down and waited.

Yu Xia put down the pen in her hand, and happily showed the "painting" to Cen He. The paper was outlined with a blue pen, and it could only be said that it was graffiti that had nothing to do with her. Cen He couldn't laugh or cry: "Oh, you are Go Impressionist?"

Yu Xia was not convinced: "I haven't learned it before, it's pretty good to draw like this."

A corner of Yu Xia's clothes was folded upwards, revealing a little fleshy white waist, which made Cen He uneasy.

Cen He looked at her with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you draw more deeply?"

Yu Xia: "Huh?"

Cen He: "Help my sister draw a semi-nude portrait?"