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Until the gate of the apartment where rainbow dormitory was located, Jin Zaijing did not take the initiative to say anything to Han Zidong.

The two of them walked in such a depressed manner, each looking full of worries.

Jin Zaijing was thinking about how a guy who usually looks smart is so stupid and cowardly in his relationship.

She glanced at Han Zidong from time to time. After seeing the other party frowning and looking very worried, she remembered the other party's intention to create "secret love song", and she couldn't help but understand him a little.

Being able to write such a fresh and natural love song, maybe he is really a boy who is very cautious about feelings.

But no matter how cautious she is, she can't always take the initiative. In the end, she even asks her to speak first, right?

Then he said that there was a very beautiful person around him at night, and he denied that it was Yarong. It couldn't be Minxiu. It was really a little pink between them.

If the "very miserable person" he said was her, then why didn't he take the initiative; if it weren't for her, who would it be?

Han Zidong sighed deeply, where is the Yushui Cave with good quality and novel style stockings?

I had known that female Bodhisattva wearing a policewoman uniform should have been added before, otherwise I could at least ask where the other party’s clothes were bought.

Forget it, if it really doesn't work, I can only buy it online.

The two of them walked to their destination without realizing it. Jin Jishu and Zhao Xianrong in the car saw them coming, said goodbye to Liu Chengcan, got out of the car one after another, hooked Jin Zaijing's arm one left and one right, and waved his hand to Han Zidong.

Say goodbye.

"Goodbye (Han Zidong), goodbye!"

"Goodbye, go back and have a good rest."

Han Zidong was still thinking about the weekend plan, and almost unconsciously said goodbye to Jin Zaijing and the other two, and then got into the car.

Just as he was considering whether to buy a few sets of skirts, a "bang" sound came from his ears.

He raised his head and saw Jin Zaijing bent down and knocked on the car window. He lowered the car window. Jin Zaijing lay on the car window, looking at him with shame and annoyance. While talking, he also took things out of his bag:

"Have your mask, wig, and makeup remover."

"Inner."

Jin Zaijing looked at Han Zidong Mumu and felt a little angry: "Don't you tell me anything."

At this time, Liu Chengcan coughed lightly: "Zi Dong, do you want to drink coffee...Okay, I'll get out of the car and buy two cups."

Seeing that Liu Chengcan really got out of the car and left quickly, Han Zidong cursed "Pig Teammate" secretly, and then looked back at the beautiful woman with murderous intent in front of him. He suspected that if he could not give a satisfactory answer to the other party.

,He is very likely to be killed by that gaze.

So he asked tentatively: "I will accompany you to see your grandpa next Friday?"

Jin Zaijing's face became softer to the naked eye. He nodded slightly, but the person was still standing outside the car and had no intention of leaving.

Han Zidong continued, "On your birthday, I will try my best to celebrate your birthday in person?"

Jin Zaijing smiled slightly: "Okay."

Her two bright eyes were still looking at Han Zidong tightly, obviously not satisfied enough.

"I will give you a unique birthday gift at that time, is that OK?"

"Hey, I'll write it down," Jin Zaijing's face disappeared, Zhan Yan laughed: "This is what you said on your own initiative. In addition, you owe me three wishes, you must remember them.

Now."

Han Zidong's lips twitched, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't start for a while.

"Go back and have a good rest, see you tomorrow~"

"See you tomorrow!"

Jin Zaijing turned around happily and left with two short-body sisters. Seeing the three of them gradually disappearing behind the community gate, Han Zidong wanted to slap himself.

The conversation between the group just now was so ambiguous, how could he say that?

Damn, I must have drunk too much at night and was not very clear-headed.

"Bang!"

The door of the driver's seat was closed heavily, and Liu Chengcan's face wrinkled into the Loess Plateau appeared in front of him: "How is it, am I very clever just now?"

Han Zidong smirked: "Drive your car."

Liu Chengcan drove the car and started back on the road, still marveling: "You are so amazing. This is the first time I have seen a look like a sabbatical. It's like you are a disheartened man. The two of you disappeared

What did you do when you were young?"

Han Zidong shook his head: "Where are the coffee you bought?"

Liu Chengcan looked at the rearview mirror in confusion: "Don't you not drink coffee at night?"

Han Zidong was completely vain: "Okay, you are really my good brother. We are going to launch a new comic book tomorrow. Is there any problem with your website?"

"How could there be any problem? Besides, if you are still our director of tumblbug, you should rest assured."

"By the way, don't bother me this weekend, I want to enjoy my private space."

"Wow, I'm still waiting for Suzhen to contact me. Who is willing to go find you? You're thinking too much."

...

After washing up, Han Zidong lay on the bed, and his cell phone rang several times one after another.

Holding up his phone to check the message, it turned out that it was Pei Zhuxuan asking him if he was having fun at night, whether he had drunk alcohol, and whether he was safe to get home now.

He got up, lay down beside the bed, and typed, "I don't drink much, I'm replying to you in the bed now. Zhu Hyun, I miss you a little, can you take a photo of you now?"
The opposite side was quiet for more than ten seconds, and then several photos were sent in succession.

The scene in the photo looks like it is a toilet. In the photo, Pei Zhuxuan covered one cheek with one hand, with a slight smile on her face. After taking a shower, she was so tender that her skin was unremarkable, wearing pink long-sleeved trousers.

With the combination, it looks even more delicate and cute.

“Didn’t we just met a few hours ago?”

"I hate me, but I don't want to be Minjun."

"Then if you were Do Minjun, what would you do?"

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"If you have the chance, I'll draw it for you."

"Then show me the weekend drawing."

“…”

Han Zidong didn't know when he fell asleep. Anyway, when he woke up, he was lying on the bed and his cell phone was also holding in his other hand.

Thinking of the heavy workload in the past two days, he was not sleepy, so he washed up and quickly left home.

When he went downstairs, he met the landlord who was sorting out the bulletin board on the first floor. He naturally stepped forward and helped clean up the old documents in the bulletin board.

"Xiaodong, did you come back last night?"

"I'm sorry for what happened yesterday, I've caused you trouble."

"Things like that happen are not something you can control," the landlord waved his hand with a smile, and then he sighed: "But you should be living for a while, right?"

"Inner."

After all, he signed a one-year contract and moved out less than a month after moving in. At this time, it was Dan Ji, who rented a house, and Han Zidong was also embarrassed to speak.

"But don't worry, I will live for another month or two. If I can't find a suitable tenant after New Year's Day, I am willing to continue renting, but I may have to book it for my friend to live there. In short, I will try my best to avoid causing you.

Loss. As for the new agency fee, I can also bear it."

"After all, you don't want to do this, so I will calculate it based on New Year's Day and start contacting the agency for rent."

The landlord meant that he would not deduct the deposit. Han Zidong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the deposit of 15 million is really a lot.

Although the sponsorship funds of Xingyi and lezhin ic have been received one after another, the wealthy ones are idol ic studio and lezhin ic, not himself.

Walking out of the building, Han Zidong tightened his cotton jacket and looked up at the rising sun in the sky. Although the heat brought by the faint sunlight was not enough to dispel the air conditioning in the air, it could at least make people imagine the scene at noon.

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[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud. Yeguoyuedu Android and Apple are available.]

He couldn't help but think of the current lezhin i ic, isn't it the little sun in the online comic industry, its arrival will bring some warmth and hope to those online comic writers struggling in the survival line.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a sense of mission.

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