Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Zhong Jiamu stood in the office for a while, holding the form and looking at it carefully, and finally sighed.

Glancing at the time, Zhong Jiamu thought to herself: She will be discharged from the hospital today, so she unconsciously walked towards the garage.

After arriving at the hospital, what Zhong Jiamu saw was Xi Changchang walking out lazily with his hands in his pockets...

Then……

When he saw his colleague who usually clung to him walking towards him with a large bouquet of flowers, he probably tripped because his eyes were blocked by the bouquet and almost collapsed on the spot.

Xi Changchang:......

It’s not the Chinese New Year, why are you giving such a big gift!

Fortunately, the colleague reacted quickly, adjusted himself and continued walking towards her.

During dinner time, people were coming and going in the girls' dormitory. Xi Changchang was a little confused as he stared at the gorgeous bouquet of perfume lilies in his hand.

The smell of the flowers wafted far away, and it was really not pleasant.

She stood at a distance and turned back before she even got close. She was not a fool, and she probably knew what her colleagues wanted to do by looking at the situation. There were too many people here, and she couldn't bear to be watched like that.

My colleagues probably realized it and followed suit. One after another, they arrived at a relatively remote location behind the dormitory building, next to a row of sorting trash cans.

After standing still, the little colleague said: "Classmate..."

"Huh?" Xi Changchang felt a little stupid because he deserved it, but he couldn't seem to find a better reaction.

"Here...this is for you!" said the colleague, holding the flowers in both hands and sending them forward.

Because he was holding flowers in both hands, he couldn't hold up the pair of glasses that were about to fall to the tip of his nose. But his expression was still solemn and steady...

Xi Changchang was distracted for a moment, and suddenly thought of a very serious question: Is this little colleague... named Zhang or Li?

"Xi Changchang, Xi Changchang... This is for you..." He repeated and stretched the flower forward.

I remember, my surname is Zhang!

Xi Changchang took a deep breath, feeling a little headache.

We have seen this kind of scene too many times, and there is nothing new about it.

Before she could figure out what expression to make next, she was already grabbed by the collar and pulled to the side.

The other hand reached in front of her eyes and snatched the flower from the little colleague's hand.

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and his colleagues looked at him with red faces: "Hey!"

Zhong Jiamu held a flower in one hand and stood in front of Xi Changchang. His eyebrows were deeply in love, but the corner of his mouth held a smile.

At this moment, Xi Changchang didn't care about his collar and silently lifted his arms.

Today...it's a little cold for no reason...

I feel like I need to say something...

But what should I say?

"Lily." Zhong Jiamu opened his mouth, the end of his voice was a bit long, his head leaned back slightly, he glanced at Xi Changchang again, and said calmly, "Okay!"

The three fluttering words are like selenium in the heart.

Xi Changchang feels guilty for no reason... But why should she feel guilty?! She has a fiancé!

The next second, he returned to meet Zhong Jiamu's gaze. In the second they looked at each other, they exchanged a huge amount of information...

For a moment, Zhong Jiamu looked away and looked at the embarrassed little colleague: "Want to chase her?"

His tone was cold.

The young colleague was asked, and he was stuck for a long time before he scratched his head obediently: "Ah!" and then asked: "Isn't it possible?"

Xi Changchang said in his heart that I am still here. Ask him what is going on!

Zhong Jiamu did not answer directly, but glanced at Xi Changchang with his eyes, then returned to his face, and smiled evilly: "Okay, I will queue up behind."

The young colleague opened his mouth, but it seemed that he had not found his voice yet.

"Otherwise," the smile on Zhong Jiamu's face deepened, "you can also have a duel."

The final result was that the young colleague fled.

"Go home." Zhong Jiamu glared at Xi Changchang and ordered her, "Be more straightforward in the future."

"oh."

A night of silence.

The original purpose was to further communicate about future relationships between lonely urban men and women who did not know each other - in fact, it was to accompany friends to meet netizens.

Xi Changchang almost cried. She, a creator of souls, accidentally made friends and was dragged into a bar.

Looking at the man and woman writhing wildly on the stage with obsessed faces, and listening to the loud music, her face

Sitting at the table like a floppy rag. Jiaming next to him was having a lively conversation with the abstract-looking middle-aged man opposite him. The man's hairy hand was still on Jiaming's hand on the table.

Xi Changchang held orange juice in his hand and carefully observed Jiaming from head to toe several times, but he didn't notice a trace of impatience.

Is this man attractive? With this question in mind, Xi Changchang looked at the man whose online name was Chasing the Wind Boy again.

Well...the hair is very frizzy, the eyes are very delicate, the mouth is very bold, there are still blackheads scattered on the nose, and there are two obvious brushes in the nostrils.

Looking at Jiaming with a sweet face, Xi Changchang suddenly felt that she drank a little too much orange juice, and her stomach kept getting sour. She interrupted the two people who were flirting with each other: "Uh, I'm going to the bathroom."

The two people continued to hold hands and look into each other's eyes, completely ignoring them.

Xi Changchang touched his nose and walked out.

The business in Yedu is really good. I bumped into so many people along the way.

Just in sight, fresh air was about to hit my face. Suddenly, there was a hairy hand on my shoulder, and a breathy voice came from behind: "Hey, miss, let's have a drink together."

Xi Changchang was stiff for a moment, then turned around and refused directly: "No."

The man smelled of alcohol and smiled: "Hey, why don't you give me some face? Let's make friends." He led her inside with his hand.

Xi Changchang was in a panic. He grabbed the bar and refused sternly: "Let me go, I'm a serious person."

There was a burst of sneers and a lazy voice from the side: "You should call yourself a policeman here."

"But what?"

“You can leave your WeChat ID and I’ll add you.”

"OK!"

So, on the way home, Jiaming was in a state of madness.

Xi Changchang could only comfort her: "Maybe the other party went to take a shower and didn't think about it. It's so late, so you should go wash up and go to bed."

"No," Jiaming complied, "I have to wait until he joins me."

Xi Changchang looked at her helplessly and said: "Don't have too much hope. Your uncle is so handsome. He must be approached by many little girls. Usually they say, 'Give me your number and I'll add you.'

A disguised form of high-end rejection.”

"Ah?" Jiaming was struck by lightning, "No way, I think he also has a crush on me, no way..."

"Then just wait slowly, I'm going to bed first." Xi Changchang turned around, and as soon as he walked into the room, he heard Jiaming's scream.

I just heard her yelling in the living room: "Xi Changchang, uncle is joining me, hahaha!"

Xi Changchang was so frightened that he almost didn't mention it and rolled his eyes. He didn't understand why Jiaming was so happy. He just added a WeChat message and he wasn't proposing to her.

It turns out that when everyone meets someone they like, they will feel that the boring world suddenly becomes more interesting and becomes more and more colorful. The breeze is gentle, the green waves are dense, and love will come with flowers in its hands.

Suddenly the mobile phone on the table rang, Xi Changchang bent forward, picked up the mobile phone from the table, and casually turned on the screen, and saw a familiar name, Zhong Jiamu, who was currently working at the law firm.

He said: "Are you busy?"

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