Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

When Ying Lili is alone, she will not be as proud as she used to be, and she will not sarcastically sarcasm others like Shi Yu. She kicks Xiao Mian and sits on the edge of Qianyi's bed, with her hands on the edge of the wooden edge, looking around at this painting drawn by herself. The 'Art Loft'.

This action of the girl just showed her youthful vigor, some naughty little kicks, the knee-high stockings just rightly outline the shape of the calf without fat, she still wears a simple short-sleeved shirt with a small knitted jacket, and the pleated skirt has become She changed her home attire, and the double ponytail hairstyle outside will be put down after returning home, and her long hair is also waist-length.

"Thank you."

Qian raised the canned coffee in her hand, turned around to look at Ying Lili, closed her hand, and deliberately blocked her view of her desk.

"Um."

She blushed a little and hummed.

"What's the matter? I gave you the Christmas present this afternoon?"

"Stupid, stupid! I'm not—"

She was flushed with anxiety, and when she saw the shallow smile, she stopped speaking abruptly.

"Humph!"

She didn't continue talking, just looked around with a puffy face, here, the place where he slept, no longer had the pure smell before, and the bed was also there, just looking at the folds on the sheets, there was a strange feeling The smell of male and female hormones hit me head-on, that night——

"By the way, Yinglili."

Asahi spoke with some difficulty.

"Say something quickly!"

"Uh."

Qian Yi was taken aback by her impatient attitude, why did it happen all of a sudden, she was fine just now.

"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly, don't be a mother-in-law."

"No, nothing, I just wanted to call you."

Instead, he smiled a little relaxedly.

"It's the same this afternoon, it's the same now, is there anything you can't tell me?"

Obviously there is no trace of me in the room anymore, look, there is a doll in the shape of Xiao Hui on the conspicuous table, and Shi Yu's manuscripts are placed on the bookshelf, and what about yourself?After moving, even the notebook is gone!

"...It's nothing, I just feel like I'm getting ready for Christmas, but I can't be with you, sorry."

It feels the same as usual, his tone and expression are the same as usual.

As usual, keep a secret from yourself.

As usual, not to say it is for your good looks.

Obviously it won't be like this in front of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and Xiaohui, he will frown in front of them, instead of closing the computer to prevent himself from looking at it like now, instead of smiling at himself all day like now.

He has already done something as close as Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu and Xiao Hui, why is he still unwilling to tell himself what he thinks.

"I'm going back."

She suddenly sullen face, turned and walked away.

"oh oh."

I haven't even asked her about her recent work progress. It's been a month since the handover, so I don't even bother to ask.

"kindness."

She replied flatly, it's rare for her to be in this state.

"Hey..."

Looking at the back of her going downstairs, Qian Yi sighed, her asking for help was already so obvious, it's really not good, it's normal for her to be angry.

Sure enough, I still have to rely on myself.

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Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Looking through the materials and editing documents, without knowing the passage of time, what pulled him out of his working state was probably the constant sound of footsteps every night.

"Is it already this time?"

He stretched.

"Thank you, Asahi."

It was still Xiaohui who appeared in front of her, but she was just holding a cup of steaming milk. A while ago, Asagi felt that it was not good for her to prepare food every night, so she changed it to sleep after this time, Xiaohui Naturally, she would not prepare food for him before going to bed, so that she would not have to work hard.

Although doing so seems a bit self-defeating.

She naturally put milk in front of him, sometimes soup and sometimes milk, and then she naturally went to the desk to sort out more documents than usual.

The light from the desk lamp snatched the bright moonlight, greedily caressed the girl's cheeks, the loose home clothes erased her charm and added a bit of demure that made people's heart throbbing, and slowly sorted out the files, sometimes frowning and sometimes lightly. Smile, the demure temperament is refreshing, the exhaustion of work may not be eliminated by the cup of hot milk in hand, but by the nightly worries that I have become accustomed to.

There is such a person who misses you when you stay up late at work, maybe Shiu and Ying Lili also miss themselves, but Xiaohui will come up like this every day to remind herself that it is time to go to bed, she doesn’t say anything, just In this way, I quietly help myself organize things by my side and chat with myself.

"Why do I read so many and complicated materials today?"

Xiaohui pays attention to the information he reads every day, and then proposes something that can arouse Qianyi's interest in talking. This is a way to vent pressure, and this is one of the reasons why Shiyu brought Xiaohui back.

"Hey, I don't want to either. Didn't I go out with you this afternoon?"