The design institute stayed in the project department and was not so busy every day. The work of the past period came to an end. At night, Zhao Nanxiao was fine and read the books he brought to the house. At around 8 o'clock, Xu Shu came again.

Recently, as long as he returned late, he would definitely run to her. The excuse was that he was cold and had a cold just so he came a few times, so he simply put the computer directly here. This broken reason was used repeatedly. After hearing this several times, Zhao Nanxiao was too lazy to ask again, so he went over and opened the door for him.

He came in and held two washed apples in his hand, saying that the construction site would give benefits to workers tomorrow, and each person had a box of apples. The cart was delivered to her at night. When he saw it, he took her two large ones first.

"Where is your knife, I'll peel it for you."

Zhao Nanxiao handed him the fruit knife, watched him peel the skin and handed the apple to himself, took it, took it, and thanked him.

"It's delicious, you eat it too. Isn't there one?"

"I want to eat your one, your one is delicious."

He stared at the apple she had bitten.

Zhao Nanxiao ignored him, moved the heater and sat back, holding a book in one hand and an apple in the other.

"Would you please let me take a bite too? Just one bite."

He followed, lay on the backrest behind her chair like a big dog, and began to act like a scoundrel.

Zhao Nanxiao still ignored him.

"Miss Xiaonan, just swear, don't be so stingy..."

He leaned over and began to blow in her ear.

The neck was itchy, and Zhao Nanxiao couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, and his hand slid, and the apple that he had bitten a few bites fell to the ground, rolling into the corner.

Zhao Nanxiao looked up: "It's all your fault!"

"Yes, blame me."

Xu Shu hurriedly picked up another apple and shook it at her.

"Isn't there one more? Wait, it'll be fine soon."

He peeled the apple again, Zhao Nanxiao put down the book, and got up to pick up the one in the corner.

"Don't move, be careful that your hands are dirty, I'll do it-"

Xu Shu put the newly peeled apples in her hand, picked up the dirty apples on the ground, and threw them into the trash can along with a string of beautiful long fruit peels that he had just peeled. He went over and scooped water and washed them.

Zhao Nanxiao walked behind him, waited for him to turn around, and delivered the apple to his mouth: "Get a bite."

He glanced at her and shook his head: "You eat first."

"You first!"

He opened his mouth obediently and took a bite. He watched Zhao Nanxiao continue to eat the apple he had bitten just now, followed with a smile, sat on a chair next to her, and turned on the computer.

At this time, there was a sound of talking and footsteps outside, and it seemed that someone came to Ren Gong's house to play. After a while, Ren Gong came out of his house, kicked the slippers and tapped the ground and walked to Zhao Nanxiao's door, knocking on the door and said, "Xiao Zhao, they came to my house to play mahjong, and there were fewer chairs. The lights in Xiao Xu's house next to you were not on either. I don't know where they went. Do you have more chairs in your room? You borrowed them and used them up and will pay them back to you tomorrow."

Each house has two chairs.

Zhao Nanxiao responded and signaled Xu Shu to hide quickly and let Ren Gong see it when he opened the door.

Xu Shu seemed a little reluctant, but he still stood up slowly and headed behind the door.

Zhao Nanxiao grabbed him and pointed to his computer on the table.

He had no choice but to hold it up.

Zhao Nanxiao then opened the door and handed out the chair Xu Shu was sitting on.

"Thank you, I'll pay it back tomorrow."

"It's okay, then I'll close the door."

"Hey, please shut up quickly and get off early."

Ren Gong left happily with the chair he had successfully borrowed.

Xu Shu shook out from behind the door and looked at the empty ground: "You gave my chair to someone else, where should I sit?"

My tone sounded a little unhappy.

Zhao Nanxiao whispered: "You still have to ask me? Go and move it into your own house!"

"I won't go!"

He even got a childish temper.

"If you don't go, go back to your own house."

Zhao Nanxiao was about to sit back in his chair, but he didn't expect that he moved faster than her. He snatched her in front of her and took up her chair.

Zhao Nanxiao was so amused that he wanted to let him go, so he took the book to the bed, intending to lean against the bed, then turned around, but his hand was caught by him again.

"You come here to sit."

"Didn't you snatch the chair? Where did you let me sit?"

"This place is more comfortable than a chair, you can sit no matter how you sit."

He pointed to his thigh.

A few days ago, he came here almost every night and had to soak here for a while before leaving. The relationship between the two also made rapid progress. Zhao Nanxiao was unable to defend himself, so he naturally had to take the opportunity to kiss his cheek or lips, but that was limited to this, and there was no more physical contact.

Sitting on his lap...

This is too intimate. Just imagining such a scene makes people feel a little excited.

"Don't sit!"

Zhao Nanxiao immediately refused and continued to go to the bed.

"Just come here!"

He pulled her gently, and she was pulled over by him, and her feet didn't stand firm. As he wished, she fell on his lap.

The distance between the two was too close, and it seemed as if they were leaning in his arms.

Zhao Nanxiao was a little uncomfortable, "Xu Shu, don't make trouble, I'll just sit on the bed..."

She took away his arm that stretched through her waist and wanted to stand up.

"If you go to bed, I'll go too."

The person behind immediately said something.

Zhao Nanxiao turned his head to look at him.

He leaned on the back of the chair, and he looked like you had lost my chair, and I followed you what kind of expression you could do to me.

Zhao Nanxiao looked at him for a moment, but he really couldn't think of how to deal with him.

"If you don't want me to go to your bed, just sit down. I'll show you something."

He sat upright, passing her waist with one hand and put it on the mouse on the table.

Zhao Nanxiao had no choice but to make a decision, watch him operate the computer, and opened a software interface that she had never seen before.

He didn't say anything, but kept flipping through her and letting her see.

Zhao Nanxiao looked at it for a while and asked him: "What is this? What company's new bi products?"

"A engineering information modeling software that can completely match a bridge can be called bri."

"You made it yourself?"

Zhao Nanxiao suddenly realized and turned to look at him and asked.

He nodded: "It was designed and developed by me and my friends in college. I had this idea a long time ago. I wanted to do an information management software that not only applies to construction projects, but also includes bridge engineering. I have been working on it when I have time. I have been working on it for several years. You also know that this is large in size, so it has not been completed yet, but the bridge design module is almost the same. After a while, when it is done, please be my first design module test user and give me the user experience to modify the bug."

Zhao Nanxiao was a little surprised.

So far, all the mainstream engineering application software on the market are developed for the construction industry, and there is no software that can be fully applicable to bridge engineering. Therefore, as long as it involves a piece of bi, whether it is bridge design or construction stage, it needs to be used with other software. This is not only cumbersome, but also easily leads to data errors.

She used to be curious about what he was busy with in front of the computer at night, and it turned out that he was doing this job.

"What's wrong? You don't believe I can do it?"

After he finished speaking, he saw that she didn't say a word, leaned over and asked her.

Zhao Nanxiao immediately shook his head: "No, I believe you, you will definitely succeed. Once you develop it and go public, our work will be much more convenient in the future."

He looked at her with a smile: "No problem. Even for you, I will make it."

Zhao Nanxiao was already a little naughty about his "loyalty" who could come to him anytime and anywhere. He didn't feel anything. He just felt that he was so close to him when he came over. He couldn't completely relax when he sat on his lap. He was always tense and tired. So he pretended to lean on the table and found a topic: "My grandpa celebrated his birthday in two days, and I'll go back the day after tomorrow. I'll take a leave today."

He seemed to be stunned and asked immediately: "Have you bought the air ticket?"

Zhao Nanxiao nodded: "Well, just the one in the old time, there is only one train every day."

He asked again: "When will you come back?"

“The project is so busy here.”

He paused and added another sentence.

"It depends on the situation. You are busy. Our design institute is fine, but it is not that you can't leave every day. If you can't leave every day, that's bad, which means that the construction progress is not going smoothly."

After she finished speaking, she didn't hear the response from the person behind her for a long time, so she turned to look at him.
To be continued...