Return of the Goddess

"It's nothing, just disinfect it," the doctor disinfected the wound on Ningxi's palm with iodophor, and put two band-aids on her. Just leave it to your boyfriend. "

Ning Xi turned her head silently and forced her boyfriend's constant return, pretending not to hear the doctor's words.

"It's a new era, and it's okay for a man to cook," the old doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned his head to see the constant return.

Uncle Doctor, let's talk more, she will not face this CEO in the future. She said awkwardly, "Doctor, he doesn't ..."

"You're right, the people around you should be more distressed." Ningxi always looked at him, and his face was still the signature aristocratic smile, which made Ningxi smile more and more embarrassed.

The doctor prescribed a bottle of disinfectant and a few band-aids to Ningxi, emphasizing once again that her hands should not touch the water.

Walking out of the clinic with a rigid smile, Ning Xi looked at the two huge shopping bags that were always returned to her, and felt that these shopping bags stiffly lowered President Chang's force.

"Thank you Mr. Chang, my home is in front, and thank you for bringing me over." She took the shopping bag that was always in her hand, hahagan smiled, and went forward.

"Wait a moment." Always catch up with her, and then handed the hat in front of Ningxi. "Your hat."

"Thank you," Ning Xi took the hat with one hand, turned back to thank him again, and turned away.

Always returning to the same place and watching her run farther and farther, she finally entered a community and only recovered her gaze.

When I looked down at my shoulder, I realized that I didn't know when Snowflake had covered his shoulder.

He returned to his car. The middle-aged woman sitting in the back seat of the car saw him come back and smiled and asked, "That little girl just now, is your friend?"

His hands clasped in his seat belts, he shook his head slightly and didn't want to explain.

Seeing him like this, the woman smiled and did not pursue further.

Always look at his mother, "Do you still like the money chain I ordered for you a few days ago?"

"Yes, everyone else envied me to have a good son after wearing it. When yesterday I played with Mrs. Bai and a few of them, Mrs. Bai kept bragging about you, and the anxiety was that you were her son." With a bit of pride, "her son is not fighting, but the family still values ​​boys. The company's affairs would rather be passed on to his son than to let his daughter intervene. I think this family is really ..."

Mother Chang shook her head: "It's a pity that girl from Bai's family."

I always think of it a few years ago, when the school teacher mentioned those incidents in the Ning family, it was just a phrase "It is a pity that Ningxi is a good boy."

When he returned to the first high school to inquire about Ningxi, Ningxi had already gone through the school leaving procedure, and no one knew where she went. Only her class teacher mentioned that she went to study abroad, and no matter how many Not coming out.

Since then, he has never heard of her again.

"I heard that you rejected the cooperation plan of the Chen family?" Changma sighed. "In recent days, the Chen family asked your aunt to come to me. I would like to mention it to your aunt, but the company Everything is up to you. "

"Aunt is also related to the people of the Chen family?" The tone of returning from time to time is very cold, "The Chen family's idea of ​​doing things is not in accordance with me, and I will not pass their business plan."

"That being the case, the next time your aunt comes to ask again, I will help you reject it." Changma smiled. "You have to change your character. If you meet a girl you like, do the same, beware of girls. Ignore you."

"Mom," turned her head to look at Changma from time to time, "you used this method of marrying last year."

"Really?" Chang mother froze and began to think about whether she had actually used this method before.

On the day of the thirtieth year of the New Year, the emperor was under heavy snowfall. Zhang Qingyun asked Ningxi to go to his home for the New Year, and Ningxi refused. Thirty years is the time for the family to spend the holiday. She was an outsider to intervene, not only disturbing others, but also making everyone uncomfortable. It is not as good as it is now.

Wear plastic gloves, wash and cut the ingredients you need, set up an electric cooker, and then enter the hot pot time.

Hot pot is a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

The comic actor on TV tried to make the audience laugh, but Ningxi couldn't laugh. After sending New Year's messages to everyone on the mobile phone contacting the Sen list, she went to the company's WeChat group to send blessings.

The WeChat group was very lively. The younger generation complimented the seniors. The seniors displayed a gentle and friendly attitude, and from time to time there were red envelopes, which made the group very lively.

When grabbing red envelopes, Ning Xi's hand was fast, but I do n’t know if she was unlucky. Others could grab hundreds or hundreds of red envelopes, but she always could only grab a few cents.

Maybe her luck has been so bad that everyone in the group sympathizes with her.

Zhou Zhengchuan: Xixi didn't wash his hands tonight?

Spang: That luck ... I couldn't bear it anymore.

The rest together hahaha.

There are a lot of male artists in Jiuji Company, but there are very few female artists. So Ningxi is not famous, but the company's popularity is not bad.

Seeing these people mocking themselves with no sympathy, Ning Xi sent a disdainful picture to the group, and then sent a password red envelope.

The content of the password is: Queen Ning is the king of invincible luck.

Then she saw these people entering the password one by one to receive the red envelope, and then quickly withdrew the message.

At this moment, she felt that the company couldn't be better. What about being a popular artist?

Zhou Zhengchuan: I'm going to be on stage, I'll talk later.

The news came out, and the information in the group almost exploded, all to cheer Zhou Zhengchuan.

After a while, Ningxi saw Zhou Zhengchuan appear on the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, singing and dancing on it, with great joy.

"Ding." The mobile phone alerts new text messages.

When she opened it, it was a New Year's message, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. She didn't know who the person was. In order not to sin, she returned a message.

Less than a minute later, the strange number texted again.

Stranger: thank you, are your wounds well?

Seeing this content, she froze, got up and walked to the drawer, and turned out the business card she had always given her. The number printed on it was the same as the strange signal code.

President Chang's initiative to send her New Year's messages? !!

She shook her head, and some unbelievably checked the number again, and it was really true. At this moment, she suddenly became extremely tangled.

Will she be more enthusiastic or polite when she texts back?

This is the original feeling of suffering from choice difficulties.

He always stared at the mobile phone and waited for two minutes. The mobile phone didn't move. His hand swiped around the screen unconsciously. In the end, he unlocked the phone and dialed the number.

His mother squinted and looked at his son's uneasy look on the sofa, and looked back at the TV in a daze, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Well, the sing-and-jump guy is so spirited that he can almost catch up with their home.

In the eyes of many mothers, their children always bring their own beautification halo, so beautiful.

"Ms. Ning." Standing up from the sofa and walking to the window from time to time, hearing the sound coming from the cell phone, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Ning Xi didn't expect to return to call often, she shook her hand and almost threw her phone into the bowl. "Mr. Chang, happy new year." She blew the steaming tea tree mushrooms on her chopsticks and put it in her mouth before realizing that it was impolite to talk to people on the phone while eating, so she chewed a few times and put it in her belly pharynx.

"Ahhhhhhh ..."

Hearing the violent cough of the cell phone, he remained silent for two seconds: "Ms. Ning, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Ning Xi took two sips of the drink and pressed the itch and pain in his throat. "I just accidentally touched it."

Ning Xi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she felt ashamed at once, but she followed the line of the goddess fan. How could this keep her cold?

I often couldn't help but smile, looking at the snow outside the window, my mood became happy: "It was too unfortunate for me to call."

"No, it has nothing to do with you ..." Ning Xi scratched his head and broke the jar and the canister. "Blame myself for making the hot pot soup too spicy."

Obviously it is a very common phrase, but I often feel that there is a thin thread that touches my heart, with a lot of pain, "Well, it is very warm to eat hot pot on a snowy day."

"Yes, yes, I just made the hot pot just like that. It's boring to eat dumplings, right?" The laughter on the phone was very bright, without a hint of haze.

"Yes," he heard himself say, "Miss Ning, Happy New Year."

Fireworks exploded in the sky, banging, but all his attention was on the phone.

"Thank you, and I wish you a happy New Year, Chang's business is booming," Ningxi smiled. "The most important thing is to wish you and your family peace and health."

"I will convey your blessing to my mother.

"Frequently look back at his mother," can you see fireworks over there? "

Ning Xi froze a bit, lowered his chopsticks and walked to the window, pulling the curtains that were tightly closed.

Fire tree silver flowers outside, as beautiful as a paradise on earth.

"I see it," a smile on her face relieved, "very beautiful."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. After Ningxi saw several fireworks again, the sound of returning from time to time came again.

"I heard that I watched the Spring Festival Gala while eating hot pot, and occasionally enjoyed fireworks, which is more suitable for New Year's Eve."

Ning Xi first laughed, then laughed out loud.

When I heard the laughter on the other side of the phone, I always softened my tone and said, "Then I won't bother you to eat hot pot, good night, and ... good luck for the new year."

"Good night." Ning Xi smiled back and waited for the other party to hang up. Thirty seconds later, the call was not over.

"Mr. Chang?"

"I'm here."

When she heard these words, she felt strangely better: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

This time the call was finally over. Ning Xi looked at the dimmed mobile phone screen and looked back at the hot pot. He screamed suddenly.

Her hairy belly is old!