Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Recently, because she is in a bad mood, Xu AI seldom cooks at home and almost eats out.

There were two tomatoes, a handful of vegetables and a few eggs in the fridge. She put down a pot of tomato and egg noodles.

The noodles were put into a bowl and served out.

She put the noodles on the table and went to call Zhang Bai.

Entering the living room, she saw Zhang Bai leaning on the sofa, his head slightly tilted back and his eyes closed. She thought he was resting. When she approached, she found that he was sleeping like this.

She bent over and looked at him. Under the light, the man was thin, the fatigue on his face was hard to cover up, and his lips were a little dry. Xu AI remembered that he had a hoarse voice just now. Has he been angry or hasn't he drunk water for a long time?

He looked at him quietly for a moment. Seeing that he was sleeping heavily, Xu AI didn't wake him up. He turned aside and turned off the headlights in the living room, leaving only a landing night light.

Then he went to the bedroom, took out a blanket, gently covered it for him, and Xu AI went to the restaurant.

After a few mouthfuls of noodles, she went back to her bedroom.

After washing, she went to bed.

......

Zhang Bai woke up in the middle of the night.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a trance for a moment, but he soon recovered.

The body is covered with a blanket. The blanket has her own flavor, light fragrance and good smell.

He lifted the blanket, stood up, looked at the closed bedroom door, and unconsciously raised his feet.

Stopped at the door, he raised his hand on the doorknob, but soon took it back and turned away.

As he passed the restaurant, he saw the bowl of noodles on the table and walked over.

The noodles have long been cold and lumpy.

But Zhang Bai still sat down, picked up his chopsticks and ate.

Although he came from a rich family and was Jingui at home, as a criminal policeman, he often ate dry bread with stream water when he was on duty. Sometimes he didn't even have bread. It's common not to eat or drink all day.

What is this bowl of cold noodles?

What's more, this noodles is made by Xu AI. Although the noodles are lumped together, he thinks it's delicious.

After eating noodles, he washed the dishes and chopsticks. Then he left Xu AI's house and went back to his apartment.

......

Xu AI slept comfortably.

When I woke up, I didn't feel bad anymore.

After getting up and washing, she changed her clothes and went out of the bedroom. When she saw the neatly folded blanket on the sofa, she remembered that there was another man at home last night.

She looked everywhere and found that a bowl of noodles on the table was gone. The noodles were washed and neatly placed on the bowl rack of the cabinet, and the slippers were neatly placed in the shoe cabinet. When did he leave? She didn't know at all?

So he turned into the bedroom, took his cell phone and was about to call him. Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and immediately picked it up.

"Hello."

"Wake up?" Zhang Bo's low magnetic voice came from the other end of the microphone. "I bought breakfast. Open the door."

As soon as Xu AI heard this, she quickly raised her feet and walked outside. She went to the door and opened it.

Outside the door stood Zhang Bai. He had changed his clothes from yesterday. His hair was short, his beard was gone, and he looked dry and energetic.

Xu AI leaned aside and let him in.

After coming in, Zhang Bai handed her the breakfast he bought. Xu AI took it into the kitchen. He opened the shoe cabinet and took out his slippers to replace them.

He followed him into the kitchen. Xu AI had taken out the breakfast and arranged it. They went into the restaurant with bowls and chopsticks.

They sat opposite each other and ate breakfast quietly.

Halfway through the meal, Xu AI looked up at him, "when did you leave?"

"At more than one o'clock in the morning, I thought you must have fallen asleep, so I didn't call you."

Xu AI didn't speak any more and bowed his head to drink porridge.

After breakfast, Zhang Bai drove Xu AI to the florist.

At the florist, Xu AI got off the bus, and Zhang Bai got off the bus.

The store door has been opened. Tintin is busy inside. When he sees officer Zhang and sister AI, who have not been seen for a long time, appear together early in the morning, he immediately lies down on the French window and peeks.

Xu AI stood aside and looked at the man who came to her with a soft voice. "Thank you for sending me here. Go to the unit quickly. You'll be late."

Zhang Bai was close to her, slightly lowered his eyes, hesitated, and asked her, "your aunt is coming. Do I want to see her?"

Xu AI was stunned and immediately understood what he was talking about. He couldn't cry or laugh.

"You fool," she blushed and looked at him with charming anger, "my aunt didn't come."

"But you didn't say last night..."

Xu AI hurriedly interrupted him, "go back and think about it!"

With that, she turned and entered the florist.

Zhang Bai wanted to follow in. Xu AI suddenly turned around and stared at him, "don't come in!"

“.......”

He really didn't dare to enter.

After standing at the door for a while, seeing that Xu AI didn't mean to come out, Zhang Bai turned and got into the car and left.

On the way to the unit, he was full of doubts and thought of Cheng Feng.

When the phone called, Cheng Feng was still sleeping and answered the phone in an unhappy tone, "disturb people's good dreams early in the morning. Are you lack of virtue?"

"Let me ask you something," Zhang Bai went straight to the subject. "What's your great aunt?"

Cheng Feng was silent for a few seconds at the other end, and finally asked him, "who told you?"

"Don't worry," Zhang Bai said in an impatient voice, "just tell me what you mean?"

"Great aunt has two meanings in China," she said! "

Hearing his displeasure, Cheng Feng immediately put away his giggling attitude and solemnly explained to her, "aunt's" sleeping slot, you... You're really innocent. Have you ever had a physiology class in junior high school? The class of adolescent male and female development... "

Cheng Feng's words have been very clear. If Zhang Bai doesn't understand it, he is a big fool.

Think of Xu AI's pale face and uncomfortable stomach last night.

It turned out that her great aunt was

His ears were hot and Zhang Bai was a little embarrassed. He hung up the phone and frowned and looked annoyed all the way.

No wonder she called him a fool. He's really a fool.

......

Dingding found that his boss was in a good mood all day. He hummed while wrapping flowers. He had a happy expression on his face and exuded a beautiful smell of love.

She couldn't help but gossip, "sister, have you made up with officer Zhang?"

Xu AI looked at her and said slowly, "when will I be better with him?"

"You two got up in the morning."

"I met him on the road and he gave me a lift."

"Sister, you look so ugly when you lie."

"Dead girl," Xu AI raised her hand and knocked on her forehead again. Ding Ding flashed quickly. She didn't knock, so hem threatened, "if you dare to inquire about my privacy again, I'll quit you."

"People also care about you. I think you and officer Zhang are very suitable, and have you found officer Zhang like a star?"

Xu Aizi thought carefully and shook his head, "which star?"

"It's the one who's very popular this year," said Ding Ding, who was obsessed with flowers. "Whether it's his face or his side face, it's that officer Zhang's skin is a little darker than my dragon's skin."

"What do you know? A man is too white and looks feminine. His complexion is very healthy and man."

"Tut tut Tut, I said officer Zhang's sentence was not good. You beat me several times. Sister, admit it. You're very rare for officer Zhang."

Xu AI twisted his face and felt at ease. "Yes? I just like to tell the truth."

"I think officer Zhang also likes to hear you tell the truth. He will pick you up later. You can talk to him more about the truth?"

"Hehe," Xu AI sneered at her, "if you dare to talk nonsense in front of him, I won't quit you."

"Ouch, I'm so scared. Then you quit me. For your happiness, I'm willing to bear the painful result."

“.......”

Xu AI thinks the lovely and quiet Tintin in her family has changed.

.......

Zhang Bai thought about going to the florist to find Xu AI after work, but when he was getting off work, he received a call from Shen Jing, "Xiao Si, are you back from your task?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to go home tonight? Mom asked the kitchen to stew soup for you. Haven't you eaten well and rested outside for more than half a month? You must be thin again, haven't you? Come home at night. Mom misses you."

If he refused, Zhang Bai said yes.

Shen Jing was happy as soon as she heard it. She gave a few more instructions and hung up.

Zhang Bai left work early and went to find Xu AI.

Halfway down the road, he remembered the message Cheng Jin sent him. He turned around and went to a private restaurant he often went to. He ordered a stewed hen soup with ginger, asked for several dishes, packed them and took them to the florist.

It's almost seven o'clock now. Xu AI and Ding Ding are sitting together and discussing where to go for a while. When they hear the wind chime at the door, they look up at the same time and see Zhang Bai coming in with something.

Xu AI immediately got up and greeted him. "Are you finished?"

Zhang Bai nodded and gave her the thermos box in his hand. Xu AI stretched out his hand to take it, raised his eyes and asked him, "what?"

"I have to go home tonight. My mother knows I'm back from work and calls me home for dinner."

Xu AI lowered his eyes, "Oh."

"I bought you dinner on the way here. You eat it while it's hot in the store and then go back." Zhang Baizheng said, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and took a look. It was a call from home. It was estimated that it was urging him to go home for dinner. So he answered it, put it in his ear, whispered "on the road" and hung up.

Put away his cell phone. He looked at Xu AI and lowered his voice a little, "I'll find you tomorrow."

Xu AI looked up at him. The lamp in the florist was orange. He stood in front of her, with soft lines, deep eyes and shallow tenderness.