After all, she was young and left her job, and Liu Jie showed her little girl's heart and smiled happily all the way.

She pushed the cart and wanted to put everything in it when she saw it: "Sister Zhaoshui, do you want to eat this?"

She has a pack of cookies in her hand, the new flavors are coming, and the packaging looks attractive.

Song Zhaoshui had no interest in these snacks, and smiled helplessly: "You want to eat it, just put it in."

Liu Jie hurriedly threw it in and said, "Then let's go to the vegetable area?"

When Liu Jie was at home, her parents didn't tell her to cook. When she went out to work alone, she ordered takeout all day long, so she didn't know much about how to choose vegetables. Said: "Sister Zhaoshui, can you do all the things you bought?"

Song Zhaoshui is also not modest: "It's okay."

It's not that tasty, it's just a little better than average.

Liu Jie was a little surprised in her heart, and then she said what she said in her heart: "Sister Zhaoshui is a very slow person."

"Huh?" Song Zhaoshui reached out and poked the shrimp lying on the ice, wanting to see if it was new or not.

"I used to think that you were not easy to approach," Liu Jie didn't know how to pick shrimp, so she watched from the side, "It turned out that it wasn't the case when it was cooked..."

As if she had opened a chat box, she chatted endlessly.

Song Zhaoshui didn't feel annoyed, smiled and said nothing. Liu Jie was really too young and inexperienced, so she shook her heart out.

After picking out the shrimp, the two were ready to go get two bottles of wine and go back.

The cart is full of stuff, heavy and not as smooth when cornering. Liu Jie watched as the trolley hit the man who was approaching in an unstoppable manner.

After the bang, the man crouches down/covers his calf.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Liu Jie hurried to help him, "Are you all right?"

The man avoided her hand and stood up with his back against the container. He also wore a mask, showing his eyes. It seemed to be very painful, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Song Zhaoshui also said, "Excuse me, sir, shall we take you to the hospital?"

The man closed his eyes hard and said coldly, "No. There are so many people here, so be careful when you walk."

"Yes!" Liu Jie hurriedly responded and watched the man leave before whispering, "Sister Zhaoshui, did you see that man's eyes are so beautiful."

Round, like double cat eyes. His eyes were moist, like two clear springs.

It's a shame not to see the full face.

Song Zhaoshui couldn't help laughing: "It's all this time, do you still have the heart to look into other people's eyes?"

Liu Jie said: "There is no way, he only showed his eyes."

When the two finally left, it took a lot of effort to move the contents of the shopping cart into the car. It's still early. According to the plan, Song Zhaoshui will slowly finish the meal after returning home, and they will almost be able to wait until Xie Nanting and the others.

As a result, as soon as she arrived at the gate of the community, before she stopped, she heard Liu Jie say in surprise, "That seems to be Teacher Xie's car."

Song Zhaoshui glanced out and saw a black Phaeton parked by the side. The license plate number was very familiar, and it was indeed Xie Nanting's car.

She swiped the card, drove the car into the community, found a place to park it, and took out her mobile phone, only to find that the mobile phone had automatically shut down when it ran out of power. No wonder she didn't receive any news.

"Little Jie wait for me here." Song Zhao walked out of the car underwater.

Liu Jie stretched her neck and looked out, looking at Song Zhaoshui's back. She is wearing simple clothes today, with long curly hair draped over her body, a long white T-shirt on her upper body, light-colored denim shorts showing a little edge, a pair of white loafers on her feet, and two thin white legs that are long and straight. It's heart-wrenching.

There are many people with thin legs, thin, white and straight, but there are very few. Liu Jie looked down at her short legs, crying silently in her heart with envy.

Song Zhaoshui walked to the side of the car and knocked on the window.

No response, she knocked again.

The window rolled down, revealing that handsome face. Xie Nanting's face was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Song Zhaoshui saw that his eyes were red, and he expected that he had just fallen asleep in the car and was woken up by her knocking on the car window: "Isn't it the time for me to ask you?"

"You don't reply when I send you a message," Xie Nanting opened the car door and let her in, "the phone was turned off, I thought you were sleeping, so I just wanted to wait in the car for a while, I'll definitely be when you wake up. replied to me."

His voice was flat, just stating, not complaining, just sounded so sad.

Song Zhaoshui sat in the co-pilot, the hem of the t-shirt completely covered the edge of the denim shorts, and it looked like he wasn't wearing pants underneath.

Xie Nanting couldn't hold back her eyes and was caught by Song Zhaoshui. She coughed, "What are you looking at?"

"No!" Xie Nanting hurriedly looked away and changed the subject: "The security guards in your community won't let me in."

"No one will take you, they will definitely not let you in." Song Zhaoshui quietly pulled the hem of his clothes up, revealing a part of the blue denim fabric. She didn't want the fool to think she went out without pants, "Wait a minute, get off the car and register."

Trouble is troublesome, but it is safe to strictly manage it this way.

Liu Jie watched the black car drive towards her, the window rolled down, revealing Xie Nanting's profile, then Song Zhaoshui stretched out her head and said to her, "Little Jie, drive over here yourself."

Because of the seat, Xie Nanting's driver's seat was closer to Liu Jie's car, so Song Zhaoshui passed Xie Nanting to talk to Liu Jie.

Xie Nanting froze and didn't move, his eyes moved down from her delicate side face, to the two collarbones on the V-neck, to the sunken waist and raised buttocks.

He knew he shouldn't look at it, but he couldn't help it. Not only did he want to see, he even wanted to reach out and hug people into his arms. So close, right above him. He could smell her, and she always seemed to use the same shampoo and body wash. He could still feel the slight heat on her body, and a few strands of her curly hair floated onto his face, itchy, itchy from her face to the bottom of her heart.

In his mind, four words popped out of chaos: lively and fragrant.

Going crazy.

Song Zhaoshui raised his hand and shook it in front of him: "Let's go, what are you doing?"

Xie Nanting returned to his senses, only to find that Song Zhaoshui had already returned to the passenger seat, and even had his seat belt fastened.

"Oh." Xie Nanting hurriedly started the car, his ears were red and hot. The two hands holding the steering wheel were so hard that the blue veins from the back of the hand to the arm were exposed.

The advantage of having one more man is that moving things is much smoother.

Liu Jie originally thought that she would make a few more trips, but she never dared to bother Xie Nanting anyway.

But Xie Nanting consciously picked up the biggest bag without the need for others to speak.

He was still wearing the white shirt he had at work in the morning, his sleeves rolled up to his arms, and he walked behind the two with a bag in one hand.

Liu Jie never knew that Xie Nanting had this side. She used to talk to him cautiously, for fear that if he became impatient, he would spit out a breath of cold air and freeze her to death.

"I bought a few pairs of slippers, which bag are they in?" Song Zhaoshui squatted at the door and pulled.

Xie Nanting waited for a while, then suddenly said, "I bought you a gift, and I almost forgot!"

He looked nervous, and immediately turned to go down to get it.

Song Zhaoshui saw that his back was wet with sweat, and stopped him: "Don't worry, you can rest for a while, the gift won't escape."

"No, no, I'm going down to get it." Xie Nanting held back, but this gift could escape.

Song Zhaoshui finally found all the slippers, put them on the shoe rack, and said to Liu Jie, "I'll clean up the kitchen. When Xie Nanting comes, you can pour him a glass of water."

"Okay!" Liu Jie happily took out the ingredients and put them in the refrigerator, "I'll squeeze the juice, Sister Zhaoshui, what would you like to drink?"

"I just want orange juice." The house became lively, and Song Zhaoshui felt warm in his heart. Does this count as the beginning of a new chapter in her life?

Soon, Xie Nanting came back.

Song Zhaoshui heard him ask in the living room, "Where is she?"

Liu Jie didn't answer his question, and screamed, "Ah, my God!"

"Song......" Xie Nanting saw Song Zhaoshui stick his head out of the kitchen and looked at them suspiciously before calling out the person's name: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Zhaoshui, look!" Liu Jie turned around excitedly, a kitten's head stuck out in her arms, and looked at her innocently with her eyes open: "Meow~"

"Wow!" Song Zhaoshui lost his mind at the soft meowing, and ran out of the kitchen, surrounded by Liu Jie with a look of joy.

Xie Nanting looked down at the empty box in his hand, and looked at Liu Jie with a gloomy look. The cat was clearly still in his box just now, and he was ready to hand the box to Song Zhaoshui in person, wanting to watch her run towards him in surprise.

But when was the kitten moved?

Song Zhaoshui reached out and touched the cat's little head, with a motherly smile on his face. This is a British short blue cat, still small, always sleepy, clinging to Liu Jie's sleeve, meowing with its mouth open, revealing a small pink tongue.

She was immersed in the cuteness of the kitten for a while, and when she turned around, she found that Xie Nanting was still standing beside him with an empty box.

He had no expression, and his eyes moved when he saw her looking at him.

It seems that the competition for pets failed... the golden retriever.

"Put this aside." Song Zhaoshui couldn't bear it anymore and said to him, "I'm going to start cooking, why don't you watch TV by yourself?"

God is pitiful, she really never greeted guests in her last life.

When she was at her adoptive parents' house, she could only obediently help in the kitchen. After moving out, got used to being alone again. No one has ever visited her small apartment except the landlord who came to collect the rent every month.

So now, she doesn't know how to arrange Xie Nanting.

"Cooking?" Xie Nanting stroked his sleeves, "I'll help you."

Song Zhaoshui suddenly remembered that this person's cooking skills were much better than hers. She nodded, glanced at the kitten reluctantly, and asked, "Why did you think of giving me this?"

Xie Nanting put on rubber gloves and was about to wash all the kitchen utensils. Without thinking, he said, "A gift for your new home."

"I mean, how did you think of giving me a blue cat?"

"Don't you like blue cats," Xie Nanting squeezed the dishwasher into the sink, "your avatar and nickname..."

His voice came to an abrupt end, as if a cassette had been taped.

Song Zhaoshui was choosing dishes next to him, but he didn't even have the strength to turn his head to see her expression.

What kind of dishes to wash, he should wash his brain.

"My avatar and nickname." Song Zhaoshui didn't want him to fall off his horse at this moment, but who made him jump. She put the washed cucumbers on the chopping board and asked with a smile, "How do you know my trumpet?"

"..." Xie Nanting stopped talking, brushing the dishes with his head down, the dishes collided, making a crisp sound.

Song Zhaoshui tilted his head and smiled: "Xiao Xie, if you break my bowl, you can eat with the pot at night."