Whale toys are robbed everyday

"Do you smoke?" Jiang Jingyu walked from one end of the balcony to the other. The balcony was so narrow that the two of them could not even walk side by side.

"Don't smoke."

"You must look sexy when you smoke."

Wearing an elegant gentleman's custom-made suit, the graceful body curves are outlined, one of the black buckle leather shoes is casually stepped on the ground, and the other is stepped on the white fence of the balcony. Lu Xihuai is sitting sideways on the fence, pinching casually A cigarette was on the tip of his right finger, and there was endless sunshine behind him, looking back inadvertently.

Youthful and full of elegance.

Jiang Jingyu emphasized again: "You are really... pretty."

Comparing with his previous life, the unsparing praise is also something that Lu Xihuai still can't figure out to this day.

He said: "You may have some abnormal aesthetics."

"is it?"

Compared with subtle changes in emotions, the body will become more honest in terms of desire//desire, making people have to face their own hearts.

Lu Xihuai is the only person who can so obviously mobilize Jiang Jingyu's feelings in these years.

Lu Xihuai nodded seriously, and said, "Yes."

Jiang Jingyu laughed for a moment.

"I see that you can speak four languages ​​in the resume you submitted." Jiang Jingyu casually flipped through the English documents that Lu Xihuai put on the table.

Lu Xihuai: "Yes."

"Self-study?"

Lu Xihuai paused and said, "Almost."

"I want to negotiate a deal with you." Jiang Jingyu put the stack of English documents back to its original place, and looked at Lu Xihuai sincerely.

Lu Xihuai picked up the cup and took a sip of water, sat opposite Jiang Jingyu, and asked, "What, do you want to keep me?"

"if you are willing to."

"I've said it since I entered the door, I don't like men."

"You are very short of money."

"With my current ability, it's just that the speed of making money is a little slower, but I won't be desperate."

Lu Xihuai was serious.

The corners of Jiang Jingyu's mouth curled up, and he looked into Lu Xihuai's eyes: "Okay, no kidding. I can lend you money, but you have to give me a job. As compensation for helping me?"

Jiang Jingyu is a difficult person, Lu Xihuai thought so.

Seeing that Lu Xihuai didn't speak, Jiang Jingyu said: "The god of death will not consider the speed at which you make money. You are a very talented person. Who is it not a job to work for? Think about it?"

Lu Xihuai pursed her lips and said nothing.

Jiang Jingyu looked at the clock in the living room, and the hands had reached five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Maybe you can think about it while cooking and entertaining me."

Lu Xihuai turned around and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Jingyu leaned against the door, watching Lu Xihuai skillfully chop the vegetables, pour the oil, and then fry the vegetables.

Boiling water, next noodles.

No one spoke, the whole room was unusually quiet, but Jiang Jingyu rarely felt at ease.

After waking up, Jiang Jingyu quickly returned to his home from the hospital to recuperate. It was not the Jiang family's old house, but his own house.

A duplex room of more than 200 square meters in the city center is still a bit empty for him to live in.Continuing the Baroque style of Jiang’s old house decoration, using too much sapphire blue and black gold, it looks full of luxury but a bit ungrounded.

Living alone in that environment for a long time will always lack some popularity.

In contrast, Lu Xihuai lives alone. The manuscript papers that can be seen everywhere on the table in the bedroom and living room, the flowers and plants on the balcony, and Lu Xihuai's whale toy seem to be full of the breath of life.

Jiang Jingyu didn't want to leave, he wanted to try what it was like to live in this kind of house, whether it would be more reassuring than seeing Lu Xihuai.

Stir-frying and cooking noodles are extremely mechanized actions, and it was the same in his previous life. Lu Xihuai originally thought that Jiang Jingyu was going to teach him//to become a famous chef, but later found out that it was not, Jiang Jingyu only thought of asking him to cook occasionally.

In fact, Lu Xihuai's mind is very confused now, and he doesn't know how to make a decision.

From an emotional point of view, he was a little afraid of having too much contact with Jiang Jingyu, no matter how simple the contact was, it would easily remind Lu Xihuai of things in his previous life.

Every affair with Jiang Jingyu is torture for Lu Xihuai, he hates himself extremely.Reason told him to ignore Jiang Jingyu's affairs, but emotion told him to stay away from Jiang Jingyu.

Lu Xihuai always felt that his longing for family affection had been worn away in his previous life, but he still couldn't do it despite knowing how Grandpa Lu's ending would end.

He thought that he would do his best in this life, do his best to obey the destiny, no matter how deep the despair was, it would not be darker than the previous life.

But now Jiang Jingyu asked him if he wanted to borrow money.

At the price of giving Jiang Jing a job in the future.

Isn't this something he longed for in his previous life?

Too many opportunities and too much kindness made Jiang Jingyu seem to be doing charity. The Jiang Jingyu who showed kindness for his own selfish desires in his previous life was the Jiang Jingyu that Lu Xihuai knew.

Can simple help make Jiang Jingyu provide him with this opportunity?

Can't figure it out.

Jiang Jingyu didn't speak during the meal, Lu Xihuai put down his chopsticks and he went to add another bowl of noodles, and then wrapped the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that Lu Xihuai made into balls.

It was starting to get dark.

The wind was blowing suddenly a little anxious.

Jiang Jingyu said, "It might be raining soon."

Lu Xihuai put away the bowls and chopsticks and said, "No way, there hasn't been any rain these days."

"Well, sometimes it's better not to trust the weather forecast too much!" Jiang Jingyu continued, "Not everything can be predicted accurately, like, the next weather."

Jiang Jingyu said something with vague signs, but he was always very confident.

"Since it's going to rain, you should go back quickly. Your car is not suitable for parking in this community."

Jiang Jingyu nodded and asked, "Have you thought about it yet?"

Lu Xihuai did not speak.

"When you can't say no firmly, you've already made a decision."

Even Lu Xihuai felt that what he said was true.

But he didn't answer. He stood in front of the sink, squeezed the dish soap, and lathered it on the dishcloth to wash the dishes.

"I'll give you a day to adjust tomorrow. I'll see you the day after tomorrow." Jiang Jingyu seemed to remember something, "But I will arrange someone to take you the day after tomorrow. Don't worry."

Jiang Jingyu found a piece of paper from the living room and wrote down the address and his contact information, and used a small magnet to help Lu Xihuai attract it to the refrigerator door.

When Jiang Jingyu left, Lu Xihuai didn't look back, he washed the foam off his hands and wiped them dry.I wanted to pick up the document and look at it again, but walked to the balcony inexplicably.

The silver-gray McLaren quickly disappeared from Lu Xihuai's sight. He stood on the balcony for a while, read a book, and then took a shower and went to bed.

In the dark, Lu Xihuai hugged her own whale toy, with her legs pressed against the whale's tail.

Jiang Jingyu.

Jiang Jingyu.

If you change your identity and get along with Jiang Jingyu, it won't be easy to get to that point, right?

Unexpectedly, Lu Xihuai did not suffer from insomnia. He closed his eyes and thought for a while. He still had four articles to translate. Calculated by a thousand words, he could probably get 4000 to [-] yuan.If you go to work for Jiang Jingyu, the monthly salary should not be very high at first, but fortunately, it is stable and guaranteed.

Oh, he still has to live frugally and work hard to repay Jiang Jing's money.

But somehow there was a sense of relief.

Probably knowing that even the less tense days will be settled, Lu Xihuai sleeps with extra peace of mind.

This time it is not by hue, but by his brain.

The weather was really caught by Jiang Jingyu. At night, there were lightning and thunder outside the house, and the wind was very strong.

Lu Xihuai had a good night's sleep in his room, but Jiang Jingyu felt a little bit insomnia.

The lights in the room were not turned on, so Jiang Jingyu leaned against the bed and smoked.

It was raining loudly, and he smoked cigarettes all the time.In fact, the last time he smoked was when he was in the United States.

The temperature outside soon dropped, Jiang Jingyu opened the window, and the tiny raindrops hit his arm through the window.

Lu Xihuai felt so obsessive to others, it made his extremely restless heart want to settle down.

Jiang Jingyu didn't know what caused this feeling, it was probably because Lu Xihuai held his hand when he was not quite awake.

It's warm and powerful.

He was never a hypocritical person, but because of Lu Xihuai, he was unexpectedly soft.

No matter what, it is true that Lu Xihuai is very talented.From his review of Lu Xihuai's resume, to the interview video, to Jiang Guanqin's response when he returned from France.

If it is really self-taught, then Lu Xihuai is really a rare genius.Meeting such a person makes people want to hug them, to see what kind of brilliance the other party can shine, and which top they can stand on.

Maybe even Jiang Jingyu didn't know, maybe he cared so much about Lu Xihuai's talent only because it was Lu Xihuai.

Jiang Jingyu looked down on the Jiang family since he was a child, not because of the status of the Jiang family, but because the family has no human touch.

It is true that the two sisters are sad after the death of their mother, and it is also true that they are snobbish and cold-blooded.Li Tingting entered Jiang's house after two years, and the two older sisters remained silent except for Jiang Jingyu's silent resistance.

One is a patriarchal worshiper who blindly obeys his father Jiang Dongliu, and the other is an indifferent painter.

Jiang Jingyu has no intention of criticizing other people's lifestyles, perhaps they think this is the best way to get along.But he felt very cold.

When he was a teenager, he could only feel a little warmth from his grandfather's family and Cheng Xianyu.

When I grew up, I understood the truth, and felt that any choice in a family like theirs was understandable, so I had no hope for temperature or anything.I just understand that I should cherish my grandfather's family and Cheng Xianyu more.

These temperatures were all from outside, but Lu Xihuai made him feel that he could spontaneously combust.

He casually crushed the cigarette butt on the window sill, and Jiang Jingyu was ready to sleep.One o'clock.

After waking up in the morning, he vaguely remembered that he had a dream, no!It is clear and clear.

The white and tender skin, the weakly curved and straight legs, the melting ice cream on the chest, and a crisp "Jiang Jingyu".

With a bang, Jiang Jingyu felt that his brain was about to explode.He curled his lips in the mirror. It was the first time in 27 years.

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