Nana Ming is also under special attack today

"Mr. Nanami can even see this?" I looked at him in amazement.

Probably because I always subconsciously burrow into the hot quilt when I sleep. When I slept with an unsuitable pillow in the hospital, I would have a stiff neck from time to time.

In addition, the little monster told me that the transfer of the spell spirit may make the body feel tired? It is probably one of the reasons.

But I am embarrassed to say the former and be laughed at by him,? The latter is not something that can be said.

I responded vaguely, "A little bit lately."

Mr. Qihai put down his hands, and the words came out as if telling some kind of fairy tale to comfort children: "Then, please be patient for a few more days, Miss Takishima."

"Although I really want to solve the problem now,? But please give me another two days,? I need someone to help me make sure,? Who on earth would have feelings for Miss Takishima..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked distractedly at the deep darkness at the door,? I followed suit,? The curse spirit that followed me was sitting on the ground leaning on the door frame, not sure if it was sleeping or waiting for an opportunity And move.

"Mr. Nanami? What are you looking at?"

He shook his head, "I didn't see anything, I just remembered about Zhongye-kun."

"Ah,? I forgot to ask,? What did you say!" I realized immediately, and became anxious after realizing it,? "Mr. Qihai, is your arm okay?"

"It's okay,? But Miss Takishima saw it anyway," Mr. Nanami comforted, "I didn't expect that Chuya-kun didn't care about showing his abilities in front of you at all."

"Is there anything to hide about this kind of thing?" I asked puzzled, "If I have such a powerful ability, maybe I want to show it off every day."

"...Miss Takishima did such a thing,? I can't feel surprised at all." Mr. Qihai raised his forehead, "I don't know whether to say that you are reassuring, or that you are more and more worrying .”

"Mr. Qihai, let's take it as reassuring, even though I didn't understand what he was saying at all!" I patted my chest, "So what did you two talk about?"

"We talked about the future and career choices." Mr. Qihai replied seriously.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a powerful thing!

However, Mr. Qihai is also very good in the financial industry in the big company in the port. They say that it is normal for me to avoid ordinary pastry chefs.

I sighed old-fashionedly: "Then why do you talk about fighting?"

"Because you want to talk about your fitness situation?" Mr. Qihai replied without changing his expression.

"I see." Mr. Qihai was able to compete with Zhongya. I admired him so much that I almost applauded him on the spot. "Did anything come out of the discussion?"

"Yeah, let me think about it." Mr. Qihai really squeezed his chin and thought, "Discussion-"

He draws out his voice to make me lose my appetite, so I can only plead, "Tell me."

Mr. Qihai's voice stopped suddenly, probably because he felt that his behavior was a little bad, he lowered his eyes uncomfortably to clean up the wrapping paper of the bread on the dining table: "On the first day of discussing the new job, I want to come to Miss Takino's dessert Shop bought breakfast bread."

He paused, and looked at me tenderly: "If I can start my first job in Ms. Takino's shop, I think it will be quite a good thing."

"is it okay?"

Mr. Qihai must know that I will not refuse him, but he still wants me to speak out, and still looks at me like this.

I also started to lower my head to sort out the bread wrapping paper, and replied softly with a sullen head: "Well, then I am really looking forward to Mr. Qihai coming to me."

The first day of the new job, the first breakfast from my shop, the first person I see, the first place to start work.

Whatever it was, it sounded extremely joyful.

"Now I'll take Miss Takino upstairs."

I took the crutches and stood up with the support of Mr. Nanami, all I could think about was his eyes. After walking down the corridor, I realized that I had forgotten another thing.

The painting on the wall trembled slightly, and Mr. Nanami's blond hair became more and more obvious.

"Mr. Qihai, you saw..." I said tentatively.

"Huh? The painting is very beautiful-but if I say that myself, would I be too complacent?" Mr. Nanami's tone was sparse and normal.

...This is the normal answer, what am I worried about.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I didn't feel much relief when I took another breath. From time to time, my eyes drifted to Mr. Qihai who was watching the stairs carefully, and then drifted back before he noticed.

"Why are you looking at me all the time? Do you want me to ask something?" Mr. Qihai stared at the front intently, observing my little movements as if his side face had eyes, and chuckled knowingly, "For example, why did you draw me? "

I drooped my shoulders and poked my hands in confusion: "If I say I don't want to and I don't know, can you stop asking?"

"of course can."

Mr. Qihai stretched out his finger, pressed it against my forehead, and flicked it lightly: "Just tell me when you think of what to say."

He asked again: "Do you still want me to stay here with you?"

Mr. Qihai's fingertips were as hot as his eyes. The moment they touched me, my heart jumped violently along with Mr. Qihai's fingertips. It made my face turn red.

A little softer than Zhongye's strength.

So soft that I want to hug his fingers and not let him move away.

Mr. Nanami seemed to be laughing because of my appearance. He moved his fingertips to the left and then to the right, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss Takishima, don't stare hard in the middle."

It was only then that I noticed that I had been unconsciously rolling my eyes following his fingertips. What was even more annoying was that after Mr. Qihai finished speaking, he moved his fingertips again, and then laughed even more: "Why are you still looking at me?"

"I didn't mean to look at you!" It was looking at it by itself, hoot.

I wanted to stomp my feet but didn't dare to hurt my feet, so I closed my eyes and waved my hands at him: "Mr. Don't is here, I'm going to bed, I'm going to close the door to thank you!"

"I don't want the key anymore?" Mr. Nanami's fingertips had the ring of the key hanging above me like feeding a goldfish. "I'm afraid I won't be able to come early to help you open the door tomorrow."

There is a smile on the corner of Mr. Qihai's mouth, but in my eyes, he has become a full-level angler with a large net hanging behind him and a bamboo hat on his head.

His smile is a signal to catch me, and his outstretched hand is like a precursor to catch me. I looked at him, although I was a little shivered by the powerful aura of the predator, but I kept thinking about this picture in my mind. Will the net be comfortable to lie on, and will this bait be delicious?

The gluttonous fish Ah Yue, who decided to take the risk, put her hands together and grabbed the hook.

However, Nanami-san didn't catch me before I tried to back away quickly.

He just stroked my hair again and said goodbye to me. I waved my hand to him, feeling the color on my face gradually smudged to my neck, and it seemed that even my hands were going to turn red in the end.

Maybe it was the addition of another person to the room, which made the normal temperature twice as hot and made me dizzy.

"Mr. Qihai has been teasing me today, and I want to hold my grudge for a day."

I didn't go back to the room right away, squatted on the steps of the entrance, hugged my knees, pressed my face that was so hot that I wanted to smoke, and talked to myself.

However, compared to the past——

The gentle Nanami-san joked with me without any scruples, and he didn't politely say "I'm sorry for your trouble", so our relationship has become better again.

Yes it would be great.

Mr. Nanami like this makes people like it even more.

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After I pasted the new recruitment notice for dessert shop assistant neatly on the glass door, I turned around and saw Mr. Gojo poking around prowling not far away.

Seeing that I found him, he strode over: "Hey, good morning Ayue~"

"Good morning, Mr. Wu." I greeted in surprise, "Are you here for food?"

"Someone asked me to look at the filth of the magic power." He spread his hands, "But I know that after a night of such a weak magic spirit, there must be no traces, so the rounding is really for eating !please!"

"Of course it's fine, but someone meant...?" I blinked in confusion.

"It's not important." Mr. Wujo patted my shoulder with a look on his face, "I want to eat mousse and panji, the sweeter the better, 3Q."

Since a professional conjurer like Mr. Gojo said it was not important, there should be no problem.

"The panji made in the store are all light in taste, how about Mr. Wu eating it with sugar?"

I handed over a piece of candy, and Mr. Wutiao tossed it in his hand. After biting it, he said vaguely: "When you can't make desserts, can you add more?"

He sucked the candy from left to right: "If you use candy to perfuse me, I might tell Qi Haihai who doesn't know about you seeing monsters as soon as I feel sad."

"Hey—how can this be?" I had to compromise, "Then I'll add a little more sugar, but I really can't add too much, it won't taste good."

"Okay!" Mr. Gojo laughed happily, "Anyway, I didn't expect you to agree, lucky~"

He smiled so happily, I couldn't hold back my face, and laughed: "Mr. Wu seems to be in a good mood every day, such a personality is very popular with people around."

"Of course, my seniors, juniors, and students all like me," Mr. Gotiao turned to me as he walked forward with his pockets in his pockets, his blue eyes under the sunglasses were clear and calm, "You have really good eyesight, little Ayue."

He lifted my back collar, hung me in the air under my terrified eyes, and flaunted: "For the sake of your good eyesight, I will take you for a ride. Why do you need to stay in the hospital for so long, please take a look at it and you will be cured immediately."

Although I just told Mr. Qihai yesterday that if I have great abilities, I would definitely want to show them off.

but.

"Mr. Wujo, don't mention me suddenly, it's scary, and who is Nitzi? It will take a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones?"

"This is why you don't understand the power of spells. Reversal spells can heal even serious injuries, and it's easy to treat broken bones. It's just right to say that if Nitrox comes to help you heal, the matter of sampling and investigation will also be pushed forward." Give it to her."

Mr. Wutiao carried me to stop on the sofa, and I fell four or five centimeters away from the sofa. My legs hurt a little, and I watched Mr. Wutiao make a phone call with a hiss: "Hello, Nitro?"

Very close, I heard a gloomy female voice on the other side, as if there was a mushroom cloud over my head: "If you disturb my sleep with any improper reason, I will dissect you today."

"Ahaha, you don't know how to fight at all, you can't dissect me, right?"

"I'm hanging up."

There was a beep on the phone.

Mr. Gotiao pondered for a few seconds on the phone, then turned his head and smiled at me: "Ah, look, because the relationship is so good, that's why I made such a joke."

My doubts that had just arisen were immediately extinguished, and I nodded to show that I had learned.

Mr. Wujo dialed the phone again with satisfaction, and said before the other party spoke: "I really have something to ask you!"

"Oh."

"Don't be so indifferent, Nitro and Diva have become cautious after playing too much recently, hey, I'm going to get down to business soon, so don't hang up."

"Ten seconds." The Miss Nitro started counting down, "Ten, nine, eight,"

"This matter will take at least half a minute, okay! Speaking of you, don't you care about being liked by the cute junior Nanami at all..." Mr. Gojo suddenly got stuck, he covered the phone and looked at me, "Did you hear anything?"

"I'm liked by my lovely junior, Qihai," I said these words, thinking of the person on the other end of the phone, I curled my fingers, "Are you and Miss Glass opposite Mr. Qihai's seniors?"

"Hahaha it's great of you to get the point wrong."

"Then, Miss Glass is, yes," I said after a long time after my teeth hit my tongue, "Is it a woman that Mr. Nanami likes? Are you trying to say that she doesn't care about being liked by Mr. Nanami at all?"

Gojo-san looked at me and fell silent.

On the other end of the microphone covered by him, Miss Nitro's voice was still lazy: "Qihai is coming back, congratulations on his return to hell, and then? Why don't you finish? I will refuse depending on the situation."

"There is work at Takishima Dessert Shop. Anyway, you should come before tomorrow." Mr. Gojo hung up the phone quickly amidst the other party's sudden increase in anger. He looked around, pulled me to a blind spot where I couldn't see the window, and gave me his hand Gestures, "First of all, let's forget that sentence just now?"

But I have already discovered something even more sad, and asked: "Why did that Miss Nitro say she would go back to hell, but she still refused. Could it be that Mr. Qihai likes her, but she doesn't like Mr.?"

Mr. Gojo covered his face and pushed the sunglasses back.

"Then let's push the time forward a little bit. First of all, you should pretend that I have never been here before."

He pulled the plastic bag at the front desk to pack the desserts by himself, paid the bill and walked to the door, and smiled back at me: "Qihai asked me not to say it, so I can't explain it to you now. Although the situation looks quite funny, But I have a job, so I'm leaving first!"

"By the way, when Qihai asks, tell him that I have successfully completed the task, and I will hand over the rest to Nitro, and he will be very satisfied!"

"I'll be very satisfied... Wait, Mr. Wu!" My crutch was propped aside by him, and I couldn't chase after me. I was so aggrieved that my throat was blocked, "I'll leave after you answer."

"We have made an agreement like this——oh——the benefactor's agreement must not be forgotten——oh——"

Mr. Wutiao’s footsteps seemed not fast, but he floated more than ten meters in the blink of an eye. Through the window, I saw that he did not forget to eat a small biscuit while walking.

Time for cookies!Why don't you have time to answer my question!

I was tormented by curiosity, and my mouth felt as if I had eaten mint, which was astringent and rushing. I lay on my stomach for a long time, and then I raised my head amidst the sound of shaking the door.

"Hello, hello, I'm Yoshino, I was lured in directly after seeing the job advertisement, may I ask the boss here...? Are you okay?"

The women who came in were faces that had never been seen before.

She has neat short black curly hair and exquisite makeup, with a cigarette in one hand and a plastic bag containing vegetables in the other. When she saw me turn her head, her smile paused and turned into a coaxing expression for a child: "Oh, why are your eyes so red?" ah."

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Everyone should know who the new delicate woman is, right? Master of Dream Realization will never admit defeat!

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Xiao Wu: I am not hated

Xiao Wu again: Nanami won’t let me tell (about liking you) so I can’t explain (he likes you and doesn’t like Nitro)

Yueyue: Mr. Nanami won’t let him talk about it (about liking nitro) so Mr. Gojo can’t explain it (explain to Nanami so no)

It’s still Xiaowu: Hand over the rest to Nitzi, he will be very satisfied (referring to seeing reliable medical personnel)

Yueyue: After handing it over to Miss Glass, Mr. Qihai will be very satisfied (referring to see the sweetheart)

srds, in short, Xiao Wu is very happy, and everyone has a better time watching it (bushi

Nitro will also come to play with Yueyue soon, and once heals his feet, he can rush to Qihai ()

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After that, it is tentatively scheduled to be updated at [-]:[-] in the morning, dear everyone!

感谢在2021-03-05?15:27:35~2021-03-06?00:37:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: top surfing experts? 5 bottles; Yuanyang Yufei, Zhang Baizhi? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!