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five minutes later.

Senbei walked back to the room with her slippers, and then thumped and collapsed back into the chair.

Looking at the display with a black screen on standby, Xianbei tightened his eyebrows, a little sad and a little regretful.

Isn't her move just too much?

At the moment her face was extremely hot, she subconsciously pushed the door panel back hard, just like that...

Closed, closed...

Knock, the speed is so fast that people can feel a gust of wind in the air.

Senbei drooped his eyelids, opened his palms, and looked desperate.

:-(……

I don't know where it is so strong...

I don't even know if the other party is angry...

Anyway, after she closed the door without thinking, there was no more movement outside.

After a long time, when the heat on her cheeks subsided, she got close to the cat's eye and looked out secretly.

The corridor was empty, as if no one had ever been here.

Thinking of this, Senbei scratched his hair.

No way, no way at all, she is so afraid of such problems.

Once the approval is given, it is equivalent to handing a pass card to others, and it also means that it will consume one's future expectations.

Like...

It's like building a relationship. Behind this relationship, there must be huge, complicated, troublesome, detailed, many things that need her to deal with.

Stepping into an unknown forest, is the road ahead a flower or a moor?

I dare not think about it at all.

However, she is the one who mentioned first.

So why did she ask about it.

Her reaction was totally unmatched.

Does that person think he is very refined?

How to do?

Senbei was so anxious that his eyes were red, and his heart seemed to be sour in lemonade.

After thinking about it, she could only find one person for help.

Senbei flashed the screen, pulled down the button, and found the edit Yuanyuan.

She was cracking on the keyboard, typing is much easier than talking face to face.

Senbei: Yuanyuan, are you there...

Yuanyuan: Speak.

Senbei: I seem to have done something wrong...

Yuanyuan: Did the Onmyoji master fail to fix a draft after a day?

Senbei:...not...

Yuanyuan: That is? I can't think of a more serious mistake for the time being.

As a result, Xianbei sorted out the wording for nearly ten minutes and deleted it.

It's only 15 to 10, and I made it clear about the noon matter with Yuanyuan.

Finally, it ends with a sentence "What shall I do next to help TAT".

Yuanyuan: I am almost asleep waiting for him to touch it.

Yuanyuan: Wait, let me see.

Senbei: Good.

Senbei let out a sigh of relief, and unconsciously squeezed a fist with his left hand, reaching the palm of his right hand.

All wet and sweaty.

Senbei was startled, stretched out his hand to pull a paper towel, rubbed it hard, and then touched the mouse.

...The mouse is also slippery, it must be sweaty palms...

His face was inexplicably hot again, and another senbei took out and gently wiped the mouse...

on the screen.

Yuanyuan has already returned a message, her focus is off the Milky Way——

"Does the milk tea giver look handsome?"

Crackers:……

Senbei: Why do you ask?

Yuanyuan: This determines how I will answer you later.

Xianbei thought for a moment: Very temperament, very gentle, different from ordinary people.

Yuanyuan: Can you directly say handsome or not?

Xianbei pointed to Zen, slowly tapping the words: handsome...

After sending it out, she quickly glanced left and right, as if the person was standing beside her, and this answer could be seen by him, subtle and ashamed.

Yuanyuan: Then let me just say it, you are too much.

Yuanyuan: People give you free drinks for evaluation, and you draw anthropomorphic feedback. There is no problem here.

Yuanyuan: But you asked people later if he would send it all in the future, kind of...

"Do you understand what it means to express a good impression on him?"

"Is it all given by you in the future = I hope it will be given by you in the future."

This sentence was like thunder on the ground, and the senbei was a little tranced.

Yuanyuan’s news is still babbling out.

"If you don't want the other party to send it, you don't even want to ask."

"You will only vomit impatiently in your heart, and you won't be the one who will send it in the future."

Is that so?

The computer screen probably became a radiator, and Senbei's entire face was warm, staring at the editing dialog without blinking:

"This is a good thing, you have someone you want to make friends with."

Yuanyuan is still publishing a long talk:

"But you close the door the next moment??"

"But there is still an opportunity for remedy, and that is to apologize proactively."

"He delivers food to you. You should have contact information. Send a text message and sincerely apologize to him."

"As for why he didn't answer directly, but pushed the question back..."

"I think he may be shy, I'm sorry to say that he wants to come too."

"Look at how patient he is with you. Who wants to write and communicate with someone who can speak clearly through the door? It's weird, okay, when you were a high school student passing notes in class?"

"By the way, how old is he?"

Is it her turn to speak?

Senbei hurriedly touched the number key: more than 30...

After thinking about it, I added three words: looks.

Enter.

Yuanyuan is super surprised:

"So old!"

"I still think of what young and beautiful takeaway brother, who turned out to be the old man?"

Xianbei pursed his lips and said nothing.

"That's definitely not shy."

Senbei asked in a low voice, what is that.

"Intentionally molested you!!!" Yuanyuan used three exclamation marks to express her emotions.

——

That night, Chen Zhuo took a shower, rubbed his wet hair, and put the bath towel directly on his head.

Just as he was about to open the door and walk out of the bathroom, the man stopped his hands, narrowed his eyes, and glanced at the doorknob he was holding.

Thinking of noon, he also resisted some similar handles.

Because of the evil tastes and some, I can't fully understand the impulse.

Same as in the supermarket that night.

He ate a closed door, and he is also to blame.

Chen Zhuo smacked himself and chuckled lightly.

Ending the memory, Chen Zhuo walked back to the bedroom.

He picked up the phone on the desk, pressed it to light it, and saw a text message reminder.

Clicking on it, Chen Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, the sender was "Ms. Xian".

The content is not long, three-stage, you can read it at a glance:

"Sorry, I didn't close the door like that on purpose, I'm very sorry [Kneel]

Can't help but laugh, Chen Zhuo read the text message again, and the curve of his lips rose.

He pulled the bath towel off his head, dropped his hand, and sighed secretly.

Chen Zhuo, Chen Zhuo, in just a few days, how many times have you let your little guest, little god, kneel for you?

The man put the bath towel on the back of the log chair and stopped by the window.

Behind the curtain, the square is illuminated with radiance.

After pondering for a few seconds, Chen Zhuo raised his hand and directly opened the text message reply box.

——

At the same moment, Senbei held the phone in both hands.

Anxiously spinning around the room, one circle, another circle, another circle.

She is competing, and her heart is a strong opponent.

See if it jumps fast or she walks fast.

The hand touched the lips, the front teeth knocked at the knuckles, there would be a slight pain, it seems that this can relieve the tension.

Less than the second cross of text messages, moving the thumb lightly, and pressing down to send this process, all consumed Xianbei's effort for half an hour.

What a great decision.

Soon, the mobile phone that was holding on to worship Buddha shook.

It is a short message reminder!

Senbei leaned back to the table in relief.

Ahhhhh.

After rubbing her arm to vent her emotions, she turned her head, held her breath and clicked on the message, looking down one word, one word:

"Sorry."

Eh?

Senbei was startled, his eyes widened.

Subconsciously lifted his eyelids and glanced at the upper right corner, saying that she was sorry, shouldn't it be back "It's okay"...

No no, Xianbei immediately denies herself, and she doesn't have to forgive her, it doesn't matter if you don't forgive...

It really doesn't matter...

The phone shook suddenly again, so Xianbei almost let go.

"scared you?"

what?

Does it mean something that happened during the day, or did he just apologize for no reason?

I'm sweating behind my back again, I don't understand it at all, is it still time to ask Yuanyuan?

But she seems to be off work.

But the next moment, following the text message that popped out, she learned her apology and gave her a clear answer:

"I'm very sorry, I asked that on purpose because I want to see you tomorrow."