The answer is obvious. The silly woman still asks, and the profundity in Leng Yu's eyes becomes more obvious: "yes, it's a new neighbor. Welcome?"

How does Luo Xiaojing answer this? She wanted to say no.

"Leng Yu, you don't have to be like this."

She knew why he would buy Uncle Chen's house, but she just wanted to be closer to her.

"It's too cold and clear in Nanyuan. It's more lively here."

The poor excuse can't make Luo Xiaojing believe at all. When she looks at him, her eyes can't bear to beat: "but it's very crowded here. Compared with your Nanyuan, it's more..."

Leng Yu, the God of jewelry, is crowded in the old community with her. Who will believe it.

"But I think it's good here." As long as there is Luo Xiaojing, even Leng Yu in the abyss will be desperate. His cool handsome face floats with a touch of softness. "Where's the hair dryer?"

Luo Xiaojing can never keep up with Leng Yu's rhythm: "in the bathroom, what do you want to do with a hair dryer?"

The tall figure moves to that, finds the hair dryer and comes back, finds the socket, and suddenly pulls Luo Xiaojing.

This is caught off guard, Luo Xiaojing is sitting on Leng Yu's leg, breathing, the man's handsome face reflected in her panic pupil infinite enlargement.

Embarrassed want to stand up immediately, waist was a bully man, and fell back into his arms.

The two are closer. Leng Yu's warm breath is delicately pasted on Luo Xiaojing's flushed cheek. As soon as they breathe, Luo Xiaojing's ears are dyed red.

"If you don't blow dry your hair, you'll catch a cold."

The man's mellow voice stirs the heartstrings, and Luo Xiaojing nibbles at the lip of the interference, obediently does not move.

However, it's just a hair blowing. It's not necessary to be so reckless. Luo Xiaojing thinks of the brave little a and decides to be as brave as she is. However, when Leng Yu turns on the hair dryer and her slender fingers gently pass through her hair, she knows how stupid she is.

Although the action is clumsy, it is gentle. The focus in his black eyes falls on Luo Xiaojing more deeply. His eyes seem to have light. Luo Xiaojing is burned, and his heart beats more clearly in his chest.

"Or me Do it yourself. "

Soft voice without a little base, she turned to grab, Leng Yu's high raised: "it's about to blow dry."

But Luo Xiaojing is about to spontaneous combustion!

"Not used to it?"

Leng Yu's strong breath lingered on the tip of her nose. Luo Xiaojing bowed her head and suppressed some emotions: "you are too slow."

Mingming blushed, but still stubborn don't want to admit, Leng Yu was her small appearance laugh: "men can only slow can't fast."

"Ah?" Leng Yu said how she can't understand.

After thinking awkwardly for a moment, Luo Xiaojing's wet hair has been blown dry. He picks her up and lets her sit beside the bed. Leng Yu throws the plane into the garbage can.

"What are you doing?"

Although the hair dryer is a little old, it has been with her for many years, and this man doesn't ask her for advice. Is he overbearing and addicted?

"Change one that I can use easily, or it will be so slow next time."

Luo Xiaojing fiercely stands up and wants to pick it up. Hearing the speech, she is frozen in the same place. Every sentence of Leng Yu is hinting that she wants to escape.

But where can I escape?

"That..." Luo Xiaojing breathed deeply, "today, when lawyer Xin took me to the registration office of the sculpture competition, I met little a, who used to be a student in Royal ornaments. She just wanted to participate in the sculpture competition, so I just..."

Luo Xiaojing thinks that she should explain. Originally, she didn't feel anything, but Leng Yu helped her solve the burst of the water pipe. She just refused Leng Yu today.

Deep Mou tiny Mi once, cold Yu light: "Xin Yuchen?"

It doesn't seem to be the point, but Luo Xiaojing doesn't care: "well, he just doesn't have anything to do, so we'll go to Xiao a's apartment together. Xiao a and I just watch, and he's not bored."

How can Xin Yuchen feel bored? He only feels that small a is an eyesore.

Handsome Yan suddenly cold spread, Leng Yu hesitated how to answer the words, only listen to Luo Xiaojing said: "you look for me today, is there something important?"

"Ah." Leng Yu quickly cleared his mind. "Louis XIV's carving of roses and blue couplets has come out. I want to hear your opinion."

Never mentioning the night scene, Leng Yu raised his hand and looked at the time: "but it's a little late today. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter now." Luo Xiaojing is more worried about the new products than Leng Yu. "I designed the Louis XIV rose. In fact, I really want to see what the finished product looks like when it's carved out, and the blue Ying..."

The designer of Lanying is Duan Qingyan. How will the sculpture team carve and present it?

"All right, just a moment."

The cunning in the deep eyes flashed by. Leng Yu went back to the next room and soon came back with several carving works."You want to see Louis XIV rose first?" Before opening the carving, Leng Yu carefully confirmed with Luo Xiaojing.

"Is there a problem?"

"No problem. I'm just afraid you can't bear it."

Luo Xiaojing circle hammered his chest: "I can't bear carving."

Leng Yu shakes a speechless face that you are still too naive, opens Louis XIV and pushes it in front of her.

"Can you really bear it?"

There is no big difference between the Louis XIV rose under Xu Ran's carving knife and the miserable fake flower in the ordinary market. Luo Xiaojing takes a look and covers his eyes: "boss, did you take it wrong? This is not the Louis XIV Rose I designed."

"When I first saw her, I thought the same as you."

His hands covering his eyes slowly opened a crack. Luo Xiaojing looked at it for a while, and then reluctantly accepted the reality: "although elder martial brother Xu is not very good at plant carving, his foundation is not bad at all. How can he carve like this?"

"I don't dare to cut because it's tourmaline after all. It's difficult to carve."

Luo Xiaojing agreed and nodded: "plus elder martial brother Xu's psychological pressure is too big, you can't carve Louis XIV rose."

"Is it necessary to change it?"

"Well..." Luo Xiaojing took Louis XIV rose in his hand. After looking at it from all angles at 360 degrees, he said in a stuffy voice, "the three-dimensional feeling is not good, the petal level is not shown, the purple tourmaline gradient is not well used, the petal arc is relatively stiff, and..."

With a sigh, she put Louis XIV rose back in place: "and if you compare my design, you will find that this is not a work at all."

This is not so much Louis XIV rose as Xu Ran's free play.

"So you mean there's no value in modification?"