Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

In the afternoon, Ning Xi used hair dye she bought online to dye her hair at home.

She still hadn't gotten used to her hair color.

That's too ostentatious.

It took almost two hours to dye it back to black.

Ning Xi looked at herself in the mirror in the sunlight and was very satisfied.

The hair in the sunlight isn't that oppressive, dull black; the hair dye gives it a very natural black color.

There was a knock on the door.

Ning Xi thought He Kezhou had returned, so she went to open the door.

When she saw the girl carrying nail art tools, she thought she had knocked on the wrong door.

The girl smiled and confirmed the address with Ning Xi, "Miss, this is the address I received. Your boyfriend booked a door-to-door manicure service for you. You can call him to confirm."

Ning Xi found her phone on the sofa.

The message above was sent to her by He Kezhou half an hour ago.

Ning Xi handed the girl a bottle of mineral water.

She doesn't want to get a new manicure, she just wants to remove her existing nail polish.

Upon hearing the nail technician say that He Kezhou had already paid a deposit of one thousand, Ning Xi took a deep breath.

She wants to have a serious talk with He Kezhou when he returns.

They don't value money at all!

The nail technician's professionalism and the nail designs he offered were not cheap.

The original owner used to get manicures that cost over a thousand yuan each time, once a month.

Ning Xi chose the cheapest and simplest nude color design and didn't apply nail extensions. The nail technician refunded her 700 yuan.

She had just finished getting her nails done and saw the nail technician out when He Kezhou returned.

Ning Xi saw that he was covered in sweat and the cardboard box he was carrying was heavy, so she left the door wide open to let him in.

He Kezhou's gaze fell on her hair.

Her newly dyed hair was jet black and smooth, with strands falling over her shoulders, making her already fair skin appear even more radiant.

His gaze unconsciously settled on Ning Xi's face, landing on her delicate eyebrows, her pert nose, and her soft pink lips.

He Kezhou couldn't look away for a long time.

Ning Xi's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her.

She showed He Kezhou her nails, saying, "Are you burning money? One manicure costs more than half a month's living expenses. Are you out of your mind?!"

Ning Xi's soft, pouty voice made He Kezhou unable to resist.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head to kiss her neck.

Ning Xi pushed his face away, "Stop messing with me, I'm angry."

"Don't be upset, new income will come soon."

Ning Xi pulled up He Kezhou's clothes and hastily wiped the sweat from his neck.

"I hope you're exhausted."

After saying that, she went back to her room, took out her laptop, sat down at the table, and started making spreadsheets and keeping accounts.

He Kezhou spent the afternoon and evening repairing the cheap iMac he had brought back.

After dinner, Zhou Zhishui delivered a large box full of air-freighted bayberries and lychees, the "Rolls-Royce" of the lychee world.

There are also one or two large boxes of seafood.

Looking at the king crab, which was larger than her upper body, and the shrimp species she had never seen before, Ning Xi took a half step back.

Zhou Zhishui was afraid she wouldn't be able to leave, saying, "A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. Zhen's mother sent these things; we don't know how to cook, so you can use them at home. Otherwise, they'll be a waste."

After saying this, Zhou Zhishui quickly closed the door.

……

The next day, Ning Xi spent the entire morning just preparing these ingredients.

At noon, she called He Kezhou back to bring the king crab and shrimp noodles she had made to the car dealership.

She carried her homemade lychee drink and washed bayberries herself.

The car dealership's main storefront has air conditioning, so even with the doors wide open, it's not particularly hot. There are also two typhoon fans.

A simple table was set up, and a large, abundant feast was laid out on it, almost overflowing.

He Kezhou took off his short-sleeved shirt and let Ning Xi sit on it as a cushion.

With a crab claw in his mouth, Zhou Zhishui took off his vest without saying a word and imitated him, saying, "Brother Zhen, sit on my clothes."

Meng Yizhen kicked the plastic stool under Zhou Zhishui's butt: "Don't fucking disgust me."

Zhou Zhi, the sailor, braced himself on the ground and almost fell on his backside.

He looked at Ning Xi with a resentful expression.

He Kezhou covered Ning Xi's eyes and threw the vest that Zhou Zhishui had taken off in his face: "Put it on."

Zhou Zhishui touched her nose and quickly put on her clothes.

Don't look at him like that; he adheres to traditional male virtues.

I'm not someone who lets just anyone see me.

He Kezhou lowered his palm from Ning Xi's eyes.

Ning Xi tilted her head, laughing uncontrollably.

Ning Xi found it strange that Zhou Zhishui kept looking outside while eating.

Zhou Zhishui noticed Ning Xi's confusion and stuffed a mouthful of shrimp and crab noodles into his mouth: "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but these past two days, I've had a feeling that someone is watching the car dealership."