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The late night breeze blows into the room, occasionally raising the curtains to make a rustling sound.

The two cups of white water on the coffee table in the living room were filled and filled again, and the conversation between the two of them that they could always talk about from the east to the west was uninterrupted.

Chen Ning enjoyed the process of chatting with Zhang Xiaojian very much, because he had no scruples about what he wanted to say, but the occasional whimsical rebellion would be honestly reprimanded by Zhang Xiaojian.

It was almost three o'clock when Zhang Xiaojian took a look at the time and quickly said goodbye: "It's too late, I'm going back."

Chen Ning didn't seem to have the intention of letting Zhang Xiaojian go home, showing a little girl's expression: "What if a thief comes in?"

Zhang Xiaojian thought for a while and said, "Is it enough to lock the windows and doors completely?"

Chen Ning gave him a roll of eyes: "The thinking mode of a straight man."

Zhang Xiaojian ignored him and locked all the windows in the living room first.

Chen Ning struggled: "We are so happy talking today, shouldn't we get into a bed and talk till dawn like a girlfriend?"

Zhang Xiaojian berated her: "Don't want to lie to me to have a baby with you!"

Chen Ning giggled, "Okay, then you can check it out before leaving."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded, not only locked all the doors and windows in the house, but also looked at the corners and any places where people could be hidden. Finally, he went downstairs and opened the door to tell Chen Ning: "Locked."

Chen Ning who came to the door smiled charmingly: "Don't worry, I won't let any man in except you."

Zhang Xiaojian's teeth were itchy with hatred, and he squeezed Chen Ning's small face fiercely, "Is it addicted to make me tease?"

Chen Ning rubbed her small face and smiled: "It hurts."

After succeeding, Zhang Xiaojian strode away.

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When she returned home, the second aunt was still watching TV, and seeing Zhang Xiaojian finally came back, she couldn't help but look up and down for a long time.

Zhang Xiaojian noticed that the second aunt's vision was different, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The second aunt asked hesitantly: "You and Chen Ning have nothing to do, right?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

The second aunt said anxiously: "Chen Ning is such a big star after all, and she will be very busy in future work. I think it's better for Mozhu, and Waner is also good."

Zhang Xiaojian hurriedly said: "What do you think, hurry up and go to bed."

"No, then you have been there for so long and nothing happened?"

"..."

"Zhang Xiaojian, tell the truth, the second aunt is very open-minded."

Of course Zhang Xiaojian couldn't tell the truth. Did you tell your second aunt Chen Ning that he wanted to have a baby with him, and he didn't need to be responsible?...

He quickly sent the second aunt back to the bedroom, Zhang Xiaojian washed his face casually and lay on the bed.

It's just that the sleepiness in the imagination didn't strike, he was exceptionally sober instead.

Tossing and turning, a little sleepless tonight.

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Zhang Xiaojian is not the only one who can't sleep.

Bai Yang was sitting in the car, sending a WeChat message downstairs at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Recently, his relationship has progressed a bit quickly, and he can feel that Zhang Xiaojian did not lie to him that day, and Xiao Le seems to really like him.

And of course he also likes Xiaole, but that's how people are.

If it was the old Baiyang, he would never refuse to come if he didn't mention his left hand, but now he doesn't seem to have that free and easy energy.

Looking at the window that had already turned off the lights, Bai Yang sent the last WeChat "Goodnight".

Then he got out of the car, moved slowly in the old corridor step by step, came to the door of the house, opened the door with the key, fearing to disturb the old lady's sleep, and carefully got into the bed.

Lying on the bed, he flipped through the chat history with Xiao Le.

There is no light, only moonlight.

Looking at the only light outside the window, after turning for a long time, Bai Yang murmured: "Do you like me or money?"

No one answered him.

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After waking up, Wang Wan'er got up at night.

Wearing her favorite white bunny slippers, she went to the bathroom, and then did not go back to sleep, but sat on the toilet and began to daze.

Feelings have always caused young people to sink to the point of being unable to extricate themselves. This is not hypocritical, but it is true.

Su Yu asked her before, have you distinguished?

Wang Wan'er didn't answer, but knew in her heart that she hadn't distinguished yet.

It's just that money and people must be looked at separately? If Zhang Xiaojian had no money, would he not like it?

She knew that she might not be able to come up with this answer tonight.

It's just that if you can't think of an answer, it seems that everything is too late.

Suddenly, Wang Wan'er left the toilet and returned to her room. She lay on the bed and turned on the lamp.

There was a letter beside the lamp, and she picked it up.

This is a letter from Jiaxing Airlines.

As long as she is willing, she can switch jobs tomorrow, the salary will not only double, and the route will change from domestic to foreign.

The only drawback is that you may need to leave Jiangcheng.

Isn't it something that young people choose to leave their hometown to fight for?

Wang Wan'er thought this way, holding the envelope, thinking that maybe it shouldn't be a bad thing to leave.

If you have fate, you will see you sooner or later, right?

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Gao Qingsong had a nightmare and woke up.

With a cold sweat, he first found a towel and wiped his face, then went back to bed and lay down for a long time, unable to sleep again.

I had no choice but to sit up.

Turning on the notebook, Gao Qingsong, full of energy, began to make some work plans.

These are all he learned recently, and he is also working hard for the music scene.

Of course it was just fun at first, but after all these days it became a responsibility.New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Open the table first, list the things that need to be done tomorrow, and assign priority levels.

The birth of a company will always face various problems, which need to be solved one by one.

Fortunately, most of these problems can be solved with money, and the last thing Zhang Xiaojian lacks is money.

Tomorrow, no, that is today, he needs to meet with several corporate propaganda companies in the morning and select the best one to do the publicity planning for Chen Ning's comeback and the recruitment copy.

Then at noon, he will meet with the person in charge of the ticketing APP to discuss online ticket sales for the music scene.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment...

All in all, this is another busy day.

With all kinds of plans written, it was almost dawn in a blink of an eye. Gao Qingsong stretched out and sent a WeChat to Su Yu out of habit.

"Good morning, let's eat noodles together?"

Sure enough, Su Yu didn't reply, I don't know if she didn't, or didn't want to reply.

But this is not important. Gao Qingsong decided to go downstairs to eat his noodles. He was about to change a half sleeve, but found that his closet was empty.

Taking a look at the two large suitcases that had already been prepared quietly leaning against the wall in the living room, Gao Qingsong felt that it was strange to open it, so he hurried downstairs.

When he went downstairs, the phone vibrated. Gao Qingsong opened it and saw that it was Su Yu's reply.

"Where to eat?"

As soon as Gao Qing let go, his phone almost fell into the corridor. After standing still, he thought about it and replied in the corridor: "You answered too late, I finished eating."

Then he went downstairs alone, sat in the noodle shop downstairs and shouted: "Beef ramen, a big bowl."

After a while, a large bowl full of coriander leaves and beef slices was placed on the table. He ate it all by himself, but it seemed that because of his poor appetite, he did not make a'chittering' sound. After taking a few mouthfuls, he He put down his chopsticks and shouted again: "Check out."

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