Is it really a straight girl?

Whether it's the evasive eyes that refuse to face him squarely, the faint trembling between words, or the small movements of his feet, all of them prove this point.

But the fact that the door was closed and then opened quickly speaks for itself.

Yes, the person in front of me was avoiding something, and it was the same when the food was delivered and opened the door. He first checked to see if there was anything behind me before he dared to open the door wide.

What is this person avoiding, or rather, whom is he avoiding.

Who is it?She doesn't want to go downstairs, that is, is there someone downstairs?One of those people eating dinner right now?

interesting.

However, what does it have to do with our Miss Miki?

Mi Ji is just a chef, and she doesn't want to get involved in other people's relationships at all. Maybe they have a conflict between Lily and CP, and they just had a fight, and now no one wants to see anyone.

The breath of gossip, but it's just gossip, it's no big deal.

Miki narrowed his eyes and hummed, and nodded.

"Ok, I see."

No, I get it.

Xuewu also nodded, without exchanging eyes with Miji, she immediately stretched her feet, and slammed the door shut like before.

Let Miji face the bare door wall again.

This guy's force value must be ridiculously high...

This kind of brisk, quick and unrestrained movement, the sharp iron on the short boots, and the kind of eyes that see everything very indifferently.

Where is the eldest lady from the martial arts family?

So there is no normal person in this apartment? No, if you think about it carefully, Miss Lianhua, who is like a sister next door, looks very normal. If it is not Lily, she is still very easy to get along with...

Miji let out a sigh of relief, he had finally settled one of the residents, and he probably didn't need everyone to come to remind them to deliver food, and the lovely and serious Miss Lianhua also helped him notify nearly half of the residents.

Mi Ji grabbed the mobile phone thrown to her by the system from the hidden side pocket of the dress. The process of getting this mobile phone was extremely outrageous. After the system finished speaking, a lot of completely unreasonable chain reactions occurred, which made Mi Ji feel uncomfortable in retrospect. Can't help but feel palpitations.

She stood on the side of the road and waited for 5 minutes. A mobile phone crossed a beautiful parabola and fell into her hand.

Two minutes later, three fire trucks and a bunch of alarm bells sounded, which made Mi Ji stunned.

But although the scene was outrageous, fortunately no one was injured.

In short, a group chat was launched, above was Miss Lianhua's announcement to all members and a beautiful photo of curry rice, and below were six or seven 'received'.

That is to say, there are still people who have not been notified, and the rest will be left to Ms. Miji to visit.

The screen of the mobile phone is off, the pocket is carried, and the most natural behavior of human beings in the new century is smoothly completed in her hands.

Yaji has been noticing that the second floor is actually not quiet.

Although there were girls chatting and laughing all the time downstairs, Mi Ji didn't want to see or listen to what those people were talking about or doing, in case she didn't want to know.

But in fact, in the corridor on the second floor, there were intermittent voices in a room next to it.

Although the sound was muffled by the closed door, it was there.

Right next to this room.

Miki turned around, adjusted his posture, and moved his ears a little.

It has always been the voice of one person talking, there is no other, not a small voice.

According to experience, there is indeed only one person in the room, but she seems to be chatting with something, and the voice is very vague through the door and cannot be heard clearly.

Probably talking on a voice call, or playing a black game with a friend?

Knock on the door a little bit first.

Boom——like this.

The people inside still maintained their voices.

Miki could hear some brisk background music.

Knocking on the door was not answered.

Are you actually playing a game and are wearing headphones right now?So knocking on the door may not be conveyed?After all, knocking on the door is likely to be interpreted as muffled game guns or something?

Well, that should be the case.

Well, since you're talking, it shouldn't be a problem to open the door a little bit now, it definitely won't be all ○'s, right?

She gently pinched the doorknob with her hand. Yes, she would definitely not see anything she shouldn't see after opening the door. Now it's dinner time, and it's the least likely time to eat something that will kill her—well, it's not.

Just a reminder that it's time for dinner, don't think too much, there are still more normal people in the world, remember this Miss Miji, believe in yourself and others as well.

People who play black games with netizens must be normal people, right?

Well, that's right.

The doorknob was turned, there was a mechanical creak, and a small gap opened in the thick soundproof wooden door.

The voice suddenly became clear at this moment.

"Next marshmallow... um."

"I have always believed that there is reward for giving, so I do the same emotionally. Yes, I am a licking dog. One day, my licking dog finally met a master. No matter how much I give, she will follow the order. I accept everything, but all I get is alienation. I know I'm so mean, but I just can't help but like her. Even if she keeps stepping on my minefield, as long as she treats me a little better, I can't help it. I She will become desperate again, I think she also knows how to use me, knows all kinds of ways to make me pay, I am so ashamed, I know that I am not good..."

The words of the people inside were very flat, even calm, as if they were reading something.

Mi Ji listened, stunned for a moment, and then slowly opened the door a little wider. The room was a little dark, and the curtains seemed to be drawn. The girl with a single ponytail and flamingo red highlights at the end of her long hair Sitting on a gaming chair with headphones on, facing the computer screen, reading the text on the screen naturally.

"I know it's not good for me, but I don't know what to do. I like her like an addiction. Only when I watch the live broadcast of Ms. Ai Yue Nai can I look like a normal person. Play some, so I can get better, love!"

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Chapter 7. What color is it today?

"There are so many dog-licking students in the live broadcast room..." The girl sitting on the gaming chair sighed, "Love yourself first, you guy, I've been broadcasting for a long time today, almost four hours. etc."

The girl on the chair seemed to realize something, shivered, and turned her head very quickly to the left.

What is this, spider sense?

Mi Ji smiled awkwardly, opened the door, walked in slowly and was about to introduce herself.

"Oh, new chef." The voice of the girl with earphones was extra high.

Do you want to speak to the audience far away? Your audience is inside the screen and not across the stage, so you don’t need to be so loud.

"Everyone! My new chef is here, she is a super-gorgeous beauty!"

Please don't add a breath-holding pause when speaking, it will suffocate the listener.

And adding a super word is a bit too exaggerated, how good-looking it is, me.Do you have to pass out for 5 minutes every time you look in the mirror to pay respect to yourself?

In short, in front of him was a girl with disheveled hair, the ends of which were dyed a bright red color like a flamingo, fashionably non-mainstream anchor girl.

The clothes are fairly ordinary, with a thin black sweater lining, a white coat, and loose trousers under the table, probably home clothes.

Mi Ji knew that the profession of anchor probably rarely goes out.

Like, no makeup?Live without makeup?

Great!

Miji unconsciously developed a respect for the person in front of him.

But she did not come for respect and admiration.

"Well, today's dinner is ready, everyone is below, I can bring it for you if you need it?"

Why is there a questioning tone at the end, am I so unconfident?

Miji, please show your Sanwu side!Come on buff!

"I'm not called 'that'~" The anchor girl shook her finger and said, "Call me Tsukino, come on, come closer, Miss Miki!"

near……

Mi Ji looked at the dimly shining camera in front of the screen, and took a half step back.

Wait, why does the other party know my name?

Not hiding her doubts at all, Miss Miji tilted her head as she did just now.

"Wow, what kind of action is this? It's so cute, everyone! This beautiful girl is tilting her head. Come and let my sister touch her."

very scary?

Why are there such cheerful people?incomprehensible.

Even though it was the first time I met a stranger, he was able to speak seductively to him casually.

Are all broadcasters like this?

And it's still under the view of the audience, no, no, just thinking about being watched by so many people makes you nervous, right? Are you used to it?

Ms. Miji couldn't understand that the anchor girl in front of her was like a creature from another dimension.

We have been separated by a sad thick barrier, your joys and sorrows are not connected to each other, I just feel noisy.

Hurry up and slip away.

"I've already reminded you, so Miss Yue Nai, I won't bother you... If you need anything, you can let me know in the apartment's chat group." Mi Ji finished speaking pretending to be a girl without three, and took another half step back .

"Hey! Wait, don't go, let's play a game, and the audience is here too."

Even if your eyes are crystal clear and shining, I won't stop leaving!

"Ahhh..."

Even if you put your hands on your chin and look like you're about to burst into tears, I won't look back...

Ok.

I really can't get used to this kind of expectant gaze, if I refuse again under this kind of gaze, I will have inner demons.

This guy has a hand.

Miki stopped the movement of retreating.

It's just playing a game, maybe it's just a small game like rock-paper-scissors that can be ended at will?