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Bai Zicheng stared at Le Xi as if he wanted to eat her.

Le Xi immediately changed her words, "I mean, what if you find out later that I'm not the person you want to spend your life with."

"When I asked you to stay that day, I had already decided that I would only be with you in this life. No ifs or ifs."

Bai Zicheng was very determined. To use the most popular term today, he was as determined as to join the party.

Le Xi is not a person who worries about gains and losses. She doesn't need a man to verbally repeat his love for her over and over again to feel at ease.

But Bai Zicheng's determination was somewhat beyond her expectations, and also made her particularly moved.

"I hope you can think like this at any time." Le Xi stretched out her arm and put it against Bai Zicheng's face.

Bai Zicheng grabbed Le Xi's arm and put her hand back on her chest, "I have never regretted what I said."

"Oh, I don't know who signed a cleaning contract with me in the first place." Le Xi rolled her eyes.

"Huh? Why are you bringing up the past? It was the administration's mistake, and it wasn't my intention to sign a cleaning contract with you." Bai Zicheng still refused to admit it.

"The administration is too sloppy. It was clearly a singing competition that day, and the people who signed the contract must be singers. Yet they put a cleaning contract in a stack of contracts." Le Xi didn't believe a single word of Bai Zicheng's words.

"How would I know? I've already resigned anyway. There's no point in studying this matter any further, right? My dear aunt, do you want to have breakfast?" Bai Zicheng didn't want to argue with Le Xi about this matter anymore, so he quickly changed the subject.

"What kind of name is this? It makes me sound old." Le Xi was very dissatisfied with this name.

"What's that called? Xixi? Darling? Sweetheart? Sweety?"

"stop!"

Le Xi simply couldn't stand the outrageous names that came out of Bai Zicheng's mouth. What kind of corny capitalist names were these from such an era?

"Is there any more normal name for you?" Le Xi raised her head in Bai Zicheng's exaggerated arms and looked at Bai Zicheng.

"Normal? These are all quite normal. What do you want to call me? Call me wife?"

"Stop!" Le Xi got goosebumps. "It's too old-fashioned."

"Then tell me, what name do you like?" Bai Zicheng, who has lived for more than 20 years, has never seen such a difficult person.

"What's your name? Hey, do you know the meaning of my name?" Le Xi suddenly remembered what her mother always told her about the origin of her name when she was a child.

"What does it mean? I love you, but you don't know it?" When Bai Zicheng saw Le Xi's name for the first time, he felt that this name was indeed very special, but he did not delve into the meaning of the name.

"Wow, I didn't realize you were so cultured." Le Xi knew that Bai Zicheng was highly educated, but she didn't expect that he could recite ancient poetry fluently.

"Oh, I got my diploma by sitting in the library all day, okay?" It was the first time that Bai Zicheng was criticized for his academic performance.

"Oh, awesome, much better than an undergraduate like me." Le Xi stretched out her hand to applaud, but when she saw the two big dumplings, she gave up the idea in time, "But it's not the one you said. My name is because my mother likes Guiqulaixici."

"Then I'll call you little turtle." Bai Zicheng is indeed a talented person.

"You are the little turtle! You are a little bastard!" Le Xi wanted to jump up and hit Bai Zicheng on the head.

"Okay, okay, don't hurt your hands. Just call me baby, then call me baby."