The layout of the living room is basically the same as that of hers, but the decoration style is a bit deserted.

The coffee table in front of me was very empty, with only a few clean transparent glass cups and a kettle full of water. The floor was pale wooden floor, and a gray blanket was placed under the coffee table.

There was a piece of cloth on the TV in front of me, and it seemed that no one had used it for a long time.

The cake box placed on the dining table by Chen Baifan also became the only item.

Why are there two people living like no one living here? An Nuo thought to himself.

All she originally thought was to come and deliver a cake, but she didn't take anything out, and she only had a key on her body.

At this time, I didn't know what to do, so I lowered my hair and stared blankly.

So what does Chen Baifan want to say to her...

She probably didn't say anything she shouldn't say today.

Well, I seem to hear that he has never been in a relationship.

Before An Nuo could think clearly, Chen Baifan came out of the room and walked over to sit next to her. He smiled at her, reached out to pour her a glass of water, and his voice a little apologized: "I've been waiting for a long time."

An Nuo took a sip with the water cup and said softly: "It's not long before, what are you going to talk to me?"

Chen Baifan put the kettle back to its original place.

It was getting late, so he didn't talk much about it and went straight to the topic: "Today I heard you say you are an illustrator. My cousin happened to be publishing a novel and needed to draw a cover background, so I wanted to ask you for help."

Unexpectedly, it was because of this, An Nuo was stunned.

Noting her expression, Chen Baifan added: "The price is OK if you are paid."

An Nuo fell silent and thought in her heart.

If she helps, does it mean he owe her a favor?

Maybe he would invite her to dinner in order to thank her.

And if you just draw a picture, you won’t lose money no matter how you calculate it.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t give it to something like reward.

It would be best if she could get to him...

Thinking of this, An Nuo nodded immediately: "Yes."

Chen Baifan's behavior does have selfish elements, although he doesn't know where his selfishness comes from.

Suddenly, he remembered that He Xinjia had no low requirements for the cover. Chen Baifan, who wanted to let An Nuo go directly to the back door, still made a request: "Can you show me your illustrations?"

An Nuo didn't bring his cell phone, so he couldn't show it to him directly, so he had to say, "I didn't bring my cell phone here, but I have many works on Weibo, you can go up and read it. The name of the Weibo is Luan Paper, the one in my name, and the paper towel."

Glutinous paper.

Chen Baifan's originally calm expression instantly turned into petrification.

Is this name a little familiar?

His reaction made An Nuo a little confused. She, who had been very confident in painting, suddenly lost confidence and asked carefully: "Have you seen my painting?"

Chen Baifan was silent for a few seconds, got up, and said, "Wait for me."

An Nuo pinched his fingertips nervously and nodded.

Chen Baifan scratched his head with his palm and walked towards He Xinjia's room.

He opened the door and lowered his voice and asked, "What's the name of the painter you used to?"

He Xinjia didn't even raise his eyelids, drooping loosely, ignoring him.

Chen Baifan simply walked in, closed the door, and asked again: "What is the name of the painter who helped you draw the cover of this book?"

The owner of the house who was despised by the whole world finally raised his eyes: "Don't come in."

Chen Baifan stared at him for two seconds: "Suddenly I remembered that I haven't seen my aunt for a long time."

He Xinjia compromised: "…glutinous paper."

Chen Baifan: “…”

So is An Nuo really the painter He Xinjia mentioned who was so excited by him that he went to draw comics?

According to what He Xinjia said, this glutinous paper should hate Xinshu very much. But the reason why she hates Xinshu is that she doesn't know that the person who is really picking on is not Xinshu herself.

But Xinshu's cousin.

If An Nuo knew that he was torturing her like this...

Chen Baifan lowered his eyelids and suddenly felt a little irritated.

He Xinjia sat on the chair, raised his legs and folded them on the table, and asked, "Don't let me go out... It's going so fast? What did you sit in my living room?"

Chen Baifan glanced at him lightly: "She is timid."

You may be scared by you, a sloppy otaku who doesn't take a shower for a few days.

Then Chen Baifan continued to ask: "The painter you just said you rejected is also glutinous paper?"

He Xinjia nodded and said, "The editor has found her and refused."

Chen Baifan was silent for a few more seconds, and then said, "I just asked her and agreed."

He Xinjia glanced at him: "Aren't you picking up girls just now?"

“…”

"Don't tell me the one outside is."

"……Um."

Hearing this, He Xinjia stared at him for a few seconds, and stood up without warning: "I was starving to death without dinner. I came over with the cake, right? Okay, I'll go eat."

Chen Baifan immediately pushed him back to the chair, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do?"

He Xinjia stood up again: "I didn't have supper, go out to have a cake."

The four words "No dinner" are particularly serious.

Chen Baifan suddenly stopped stopping him and said calmly: "I'll ask my aunt to do it for you tomorrow."

"..." He Xinjia sat back obediently.

Chen Baifan stood there, his jaw straightened and his lips were pursed tightly.

He remembered his previous requests, tsk and touched his eyebrows.

Noting his expression, He Xinjia's mood suddenly became clear, and a layer of haze seemed to be swept away between his eyebrows.

He Xinjia restrained the curve of the corner of his mouth: "Let her draw it. I am quite satisfied with the cover she drew for me on the page. I will tell the editor later and ask her to find it again."

"Wait a moment."

"how?"

"I haven't told her your pseudonym yet, I don't know if she wants it."

"Okay, then wait until you ask."

Chen Baifan didn't want An Nuo to wait outside for too long, so he walked out the door after saying that.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and spoke again.

"By the way, if you know her in the future," Chen Baifan paused and his voice became low. "You must never tell her that I was the one who helped you see the cover."

He Xinjia instantly understood what Chen Baifan meant: he wanted to take the blame.

He waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

Chen Baifan, who got the response, returned to the living room.

An Nuo was sitting obediently in a daze, not doing anything else, and looked like a child who had made a mistake.

The guilt in Chen Baifan suddenly started to rise.

He sat back to the seat just now and took the initiative to speak: "Let me tell you my cousin's pseudonym first, see if you recognize it or whether you are interested in answering it."

An Nuo came back to her senses and licked her lower lip nervously: "Okay."

Chen Baifan was sweating in his heart and said, "His pseudonym is Xinshu."

Annuo: "..."

Is this person lingering?

And why did this man become Chen Baifan's cousin?

An Nuo calmed down, her eyes lowered, recalling the words of Xinshu that the editor conveyed before.

Maybe it's here to seek life: Xinshu said that this color is not very suitable for childhood sweethearts.

Maybe I came to take my life: Then what, I said that the male protagonist is too short.

Maybe it's here to seek life: the hair color of the heroine of QAQ is lighter...

...
To be continued...