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Why are you secretly filming me?

The two evenly matched auras collided, and no one could hide.Cen Hanluo curled his lips into a smile, and then said, "That's right, sooner or later."

Jiang Nanhui asked: "Do you want to put radishes in the vermicelli soup?"

Cen Hanluo replied: "You decide, I'm not picky eaters, I'm easy to feed."

"There's a lot of fumes in the kitchen, go wait outside." Jiang Nanhui rolled up his sleeves and said, "You stayed in the living room last time on my birthday, so you can take a look around this time."

Cen Hanluo asked: "Does it include the bedroom?"

"Of course." Jiang Nanhui said, "But I didn't clean it up, so don't think it's a mess."

After exiting the kitchen, Cen Hanluo went straight to Jiang Nanhui's bedroom. The light through the window streamed on the desk, and on the desk was Jiang Nanhui's laptop for work.The bed was next to the desk, and the quilt and pillows were neatly stacked. Next to the pillow were two books that Jiang Nanhui was reading recently, "Entertaining to Death" and "The Lost South".

The room exuded a faint scent of saponins, and Cen Hanluo folded his arms and paced in front of Jiang Nanhui's wardrobe, then stopped at the door and looked into the kitchen, asking loudly, "Can I see the wardrobe?"

Jiang Nanhui's voice merged with the noise of the range hood: "It must be possible."

The cabinet door was wide open, and Jiang Nanhui's clothes were sorted by season and hung on the hangers. Down jackets were on the left, summer clothes were on the right, and there were three sets of suits that he often wore.There are two drawers, one for belts, one for underwear/pants, and socks in the storage box on the lower floor, and a can of lemon-flavored clothing freshener in the corner of the cabinet.

"It's called 'I didn't clean it up'..." Cen Hanluo faced Jiang Nanhui's wardrobe and commented, "It's much better than me. "

The beef offal was stewed in advance, and the side dishes boiled very quickly. After a while, Jiang Nanhui brought the casserole to the table, and placed two empty bowls side by side.After Cen Hanluo washed his hands, he sat down obediently. Jiang Nanhui handed him the chopsticks, and first picked up his bowl to serve soup: "How about it, how would you rate my bedroom?"

"The perfect score is ten." Cen Han said, "I'll give it eleven."

Jiang Nanhui smiled and asked, "Why is there an extra point?"

"Normal people's vision is very good." Cen Hanluo took the bowl and said, "Whoever made me like you, my vision will be a little more than normal people."

Picking up a chopstick and the fan was about to put it in his mouth, Jiang Nanhui warned: "Blow it, be careful of burning."

Cen Hanluo raised his eyes to look at him, and asked while blowing: "My room is so messy, did you see that you gave me a particularly low score in your heart?"

"No." Jiang Nanhui took a sip of hot soup and said, "It's better to mess up, it's okay."

Cen Hanluo asked: "What do you mean?"

"As you said, we complement each other." Jiang Nanhui said, "In the future, you can do whatever you want in life. You don't have to worry about anything. Leave the rest to me. Give me more room to play."

Cen Hanluo attracted fans: "Do you know how attractive such words are to me as a lazy person?"

After tasting two pieces of offal, Cen Hanluo looked back at his bowl and said, "Why is it so delicious?"

After eating a large bowl of beef offal soup and a beef patty, Cen Hanluo's belly swelled.After the meal, Jiang Nanhui sent him home. Cen Hanluo didn't get enough sleep a few times during this business trip, and looked very tired.

Standing at the door of Cen Hanluo's house, Jiang Nanhui moved the suitcase into the entrance, and said softly, "I won't go in, you should have a good rest."

"Tomorrow is Sunday, National Day holiday. Our company is kind enough to give me a day off." Cen Hanluo said, "When I sleep late, I will pick you up from get off work."

Jiang Nanhui smiled and said, "Okay."

Before going out the next day, Jiang Nanhui sent Cen Hanluo a WeChat message, reporting that he was going to work.It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Cen Hanluo came back to speak, and the hazy and hoarse voice sounded like he had just woken up.

With the mobile phone held up to his ear, Jiang Nanhui smiled unconsciously, and Cheng Xiaofeng who was on the side saw this, and repeatedly "tsk" four times to show his envy.

"It's different to have someone you like." Cheng Xiaofeng turned the office chair half a circle, looked at Jiang Nanhui intently, "Student Jiang, you are a bit proud of yourself."

After replying to the message, Jiang Nanhui turned off the screen, looked at Cheng Xiaofeng, and replied with a faint "hmm".

"Also "huh"? Cheng Xiaofeng pointed at him with a pen, "Student, you are so proud that you deserve a beating." "

Pressing the back of his neck with his left hand, Jiang Nanhui pursed his lower lip and said softly, "Beat me."

Cheng Xiaofeng: "..."

After finishing the press release on hand, it was exactly six o'clock, and it was time to get off work. Jiang Nanhui was carrying a suit jacket and hurriedly walked towards the door. Cheng Xiaofeng stopped him from behind: "What's the rush, the computer is not turned off? "

Stepping one foot outside the office, Jiang Nanhui hastily turned back and turned off the computer.

Walking out of the office building, he looked straight at the gate. Cen Hanluo was wearing an off-white high-neck sweater. He was tall and well-built. Jiang Nanhui trotted past with a camera bag on his right shoulder.

When the two met, Cen Hanluo said, "Take me to eat some delicious food."

"Finally remembered that I still owe you a meal?" Jiang Nanhui said in a wrong way, "Let's go, you can choose any high-end restaurant nearby."

Cen Hanluo shook his head and said, "No matter how high-end it is, it can't compare to Nanhui Small Restaurant."

Jiang Nanhui smiled and sighed: "It seems that the meal owed to you is destined to be missed."

Cen Hanluo raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I owe you a lifetime."

On an ordinary evening, the fiery red sunset smeared the sky, and the setting sun reflected the road ahead. Jiang Nanhui and Cen Hanluo walked side by side on the avenue. The autumn breeze was cool, and the ginkgo trees beside them formed a golden ocean.

Ordinary years, restless heart.From the corner of his eye, Jiang Nanhui kept circling the person beside him. Jiang Nanhui watched Cen Hanluo secretly. There was a faint sunset glow on his shoulder, and his profile was exquisite and beautiful.

Slowing down his pace a little, Jiang Nanhui quickly took out his camera and put Yu Hui and Cen Hanluo into the viewfinder.

"Cen Hanluo."

Cen Hanluo stopped in his tracks, and when he heard the sound and turned around, Jiang Nanhui pressed the shutter several times, then looked down at the photos.This was the first time he used this camera to shoot people outside the news scene. Cen Hanluo's expression was clean and natural. Jiang Nanhui thought that maybe he could develop photography into a hobby.

Stepping up to Jiang Nanhui's side, looking at the photos in the camera, Cen Hanluo asked, "Why are you secretly photographing me?"

"How about this one?" Jiang Nanhui said, "I'll use the computer to export it to you when I get home, and you can send it to your sister."

Cen Hanluo tentatively said: "If my sister asks me who took this picture, how should I introduce you?"

Jiang Nanhui put away the camera and said, "You can introduce yourself however you want."

Cen Hanluo reminded: "My sister calls me brother."

After realizing what Cen Hanluo meant, Jiang Nanhui touched his forehead with a grimace.

It was like this every night, Cen Hanluo would wait at the door of Jiang Nanhui's unit when he got off work, or, if the two planned to go to the movies, Cen Hanluo would wait at the unit for Jiang Nanhui to come over.The day before the National Day holiday, Jiang Nanhui's mind was no longer on work. During the seven-day holiday, he had plenty of time to think about how to prove his heart to Cen Hanluo.

Jiang Nanhui couldn't make Cen Hanluo wait for him any longer, but what should be done to make Cen Hanluo feel that he has lived up to his expectations, Jiang Nanhui needs to think about it seriously.

Sitting at the desk and running an errand, suddenly there was a piece of paper shaking in front of his eyes, Jiang Nanhui tilted his neck back, and only then did he see clearly that Cheng Xiaofeng was holding two admission tickets.

"The TV station is going to open a new column." Cheng Xiaofeng put the ticket on Jiang Nanhui's table, ""Star Story Club", the first episode will be recorded on October [-]st. In order to ensure the smooth recording of the first time, the station has decided not to sell tickets to the public for the time being. , invited us to be spectators in the form of free tickets, and each employee is allowed to bring a family member."

"I've heard about the new column." Jiang Nanhui said, "I helped Team Leader Liu go through the formalities, it seems that he was involved in the planning."

"But you definitely haven't heard who the guests invited in the first session are." Cheng Xiaofeng approached Jiang Nanhui and whispered, "The female colleagues who got the news are all very happy."

Jiang Nanhui asked, "Who is it?"

Cheng Xiaofeng arched his eyebrows: "Guess."

Jiang Nanhui was not interested in anyone.He shook his head, and Cheng Xiaofeng covered his mouth and answered in a low voice: "Faith group."

Hearing this answer, it was impossible not to be surprised, but other than that, Jiang Nanhui didn't have any complicated emotions in his heart.Picking up the admission ticket on the table, Jiang Nanhui stared down his eyes. Cheng Xiaofeng saw his calm expression and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

"It's not easy to meet a popular idol." Cheng Xiaofeng said with a big smile, "It's a rare opportunity. Take someone you like to see it together."

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