Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

When people who are separated by distance chat with each other, they will inevitably talk about a series of caring topics such as "How is the weather?", "Did you eat well and sleep well?", etc.

Perhaps because she couldn't see the expression on the other end of the phone, Murong Xue, although silent, acted a little like a spoiled child.

"It's starting to get cold here, and it feels stuffy when I wake up in the morning."

Murong Xue couldn't say "It would be nice if you were here", she could only say "I really miss having you around".

Because of Murong Xue's words, Song Pingqing had to become a "wage collector".

Seeing the message of [Broken Clamp] sent by Tiandao, Song Pingqing replied slowly.

【Please pay Broken Clip's salary. 】

Although no labor contract was signed, Song Pingqing made real contributions to his work.

After thinking for a while, Song Pingqing added: [Dear, if you haven't signed a labor contract, you need to pay double the salary. ]

Baimao Tiandao used exclamation marks to express his anger: [You are so rich now! ! ! What else do you need from me? ! ! ]

Really, if he were a real person, he would definitely be so angry that he would have nodules.

[That money was earned by me through hard work, what does it have to do with you? ]

Baimao was in the wrong, so he admitted defeat and replied, "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Song Pingqing said without hesitation: [I want the Anywhere Door.]

Baimao Tiandao seemed to have hit a sore spot: [Dream on! I don’t even have that thing.]

When he flew to the United States, he even turned into a white-haired puppy and hid on the ship specially approved by Mazu.

【Change it quickly! 】

Song Pingqing continued to make requests: [Oh, then I want a piece of warm jade, something that can make people feel warm and comfortable.]

[Do you think you are reading a fantasy novel?! ]

Song Pingqing was about to reply "Your existence is the essence of fantasy" when Aunt Zhang knocked on the door: "Miss Song, it's been dry in autumn recently, so I made you some lung-moistening soup. Drink it before studying."

Baimao Tiandao was so angry that he forgot that he still had the ability to see what people were doing. Seeing that Song Pingqing did not reply, he sent several messages.

[Can you be more realistic? ]

【Hello! 】

[What do you think I am? A turtle in the wishing well?]

After sending it, I realized that I could see what the other side was doing.

So Baimao Tiandao became even more unhappy.

But before he could send another message, Song Pingqing had already replied:

[No, the turtle in the wishing well has a chance of fulfilling wishes. I can't make a wish for anything from you.]

Baimao Tiandao: ????? ?????

[Okay, you wait for me.]

【I am waiting. 】

Baimao Tiandao hung up the phone cursing in his heart, counted with his fingers, and then called a bird to help him deliver the goods.

The corners of his mouth couldn't be lowered any lower.

Baimao: Alas...the good stuff I just looted from Wen Zhuo is gone again.

Song Pingqing thought that Baimao Tiandao was very strong-willed, but the next day a crow flew in, flew into the balcony of Song Pingqing's bedroom, and started "nagging" at the balcony door.

As soon as Song Pingqing went over to open the door, the crow threw the bag containing the warm jade in front of Song Pingqing.

"Why did they find a crow to deliver the gift?" Song Pingqing picked up the extremely simple velvet bag and couldn't help muttering, "If I didn't know, I would have thought it was a villain."

The bird got angry and started to curse: "I am not a crow, you are the crow."

"Wow~" Song Pingqing looked at it carefully.

Oh, it has a yellow beak and yellow claws, it is definitely not a crow, it looks like a starling.

But it is too fat and too big, no wonder it looks like a crow.

However, this was the first time in Song Pingqing's life that he was scolded by a bird.

No, it’s not the first time. I also saw birds that could swear when I went for a walk in the park in my previous life.

"I'm not the crow, you are the crow."

Song Pingqing: "...That's all you can say, right?"

"I'm not the crow, you are the crow."

Song Pingqing couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow" again.

Sure enough, this is the sentence.

"Wait, I'll get you something to eat." Song Pingqing got up and went into the house, taking out a small bag of daily snack nuts.

The little starling eats everything, including nuts, dried mulberries, dried cranberries and raisins.

After eating, it fluttered away.

I opened my phone and saw another message from Baimao Tiandao: [I can’t even send you a courier! Someone has checked your address!]

[How is it?! My pet is awesome, isn’t it? It’s huge!]

[This time I added a little trick so that others won't notice the characteristics of this thing. You can keep it for yourself or give it to others.]

Song Pingqing took a look and said: [Well, you are smart this time. ]

But then again, when Baimao Tiandao really gives things, he is quite generous.

This piece of so-called warm jade that can make people feel warm and comfortable is about the size of two small matchboxes stacked together.

Song Pingqing held it in his hand and played with it carefully.

This volume and this weight.

It would be a shame not to make a pair of them.

It's a pity that this guy is just a broken stone who has just come to his senses and cannot accept the fact that he has some special thoughts.

Less than three seconds after this thought came to his mind, Song Pingqing shook his head frantically, trying to get rid of the idea, and while shaking his head he secretly cursed himself for having a dirty mind.

Fortunately, Song Pingqing had the habit of hand-designing jewelry in the past, so it was not surprising for him to want to make something now.

Half a month later, Wu Qiming and Shen Ci's former room was converted into a jewelry workshop.

As a beginner, Song Pingqing's current level is not enough for her to carve any patterns, and she can only make some of the simplest designs.

No problem card.

After all, in Song Pingqing's eyes, there is no better blessing in this world than peace and happiness.

The piece of warm jade was split into two and two almost identical Wu Shi Pai were made.

The edges and corners are polished to be round and smooth, and the warm orange jade on the glass bottom appears particularly lustrous under the light.

Song Pingqing was very satisfied with his work. He couldn't wait to put the string on and couldn't help but take a photo and send it to Murong Xue:

"Look, I found a great find and made two Wu Shi cards so we can wear the same ones!"

Song Pingqing still couldn't get over the psychological barrier of "wearing a pair", so he decisively compromised and chose to wear the same pair.

Murong Xue had just finished an early morning class and was rushing to the next classroom.

After seeing the news, he called Song Pingqing directly: "It's pretty good, but it should be almost eleven o'clock in China now, right? Why don't you rest yet?"

"About to sleep."

No wonder. Song Pingqing was still immersed in the joy of sharing the Wu Shi card with Murong Xue. Not only was he not sleepy at all, he even felt that he could do two more sets of test papers.

Song Pingqing's voice was still gentle: "I heard a little noise over there, is the get out of class over?"

"Well, I'm on my way to the next classroom." Murong Xue walked quickly, "Go to sleep. Have a good dream."

It would be best if she were in my dreams.