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Chapter 56 You Are My Most Important Person

Chapter 56 You are the most important person to me. This is the first time Zhuo Ling came to Nanxi’s home. The car drove into an old community. The narrow road was quite bumpy and the corridor was very dim. The lights in the corridor had been broken for a long time.

No one came to repair it. Compared with Zhuo Ling's mansion in Sheshan, it was a world of difference.

"Go back, I'll just go up there myself." Nan Xi felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know how a wealthy young man who was used to living in a big house would have a very bad impression of such an old community where he couldn't even see his fingers.

"I'm worried it's so dark. Wait, I'll take a photo with my phone for you." Zhuo Ling held the phone in one hand to illuminate the steps, and held Nan Xi tightly with the other.

The stairs were dark and cold, but Zhuo Ling's hands were hot, and the heat spread to Nan Xi's hands and also to her heart.

Nan Xi has always been passive. Because of her grandfather's illness, she passively accepted his confession without being sure whether she liked Zhuo Ling. She never thought that her first love would happen under such circumstances.

.However, she now feels that she has found a treasure.

Thinking about it, she also held Zhuo Ling's hand tightly.

His hands were big and his fingers were long, and they could wrap her whole hand. Nanxi liked being held by him. Zhuo Ling walked in front, and his tall figure gave him an irresistible sense of security, which for Nanxi

It was simply a fatal temptation, and her little heart suddenly beat violently.

She has had no parents since she was a child. Although her grandfather loves her, he is unable to do anything. Many times, she is helpless. She has no umbrella and no support, but this does not mean that she does not desire. Suddenly one day, a

The man came into her life, gave her grandfather life-saving money, gave her the opportunity to realize her dream, and said that he would always love her, love her and protect her.

"Axi, which floor is your home on?"

Nanxi was immersed in her own little world. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart beat. She imagined herself wearing a white and romantic wedding dress and marrying her beloved man. The beach was sunny, the sea was blue, the sky was blue, and the sea breeze gently brushed her cheeks.

, that was her happiest moment. And her groom was Zhuo Ling. He was a leader in the business world. He had a tall body and handsome appearance. He was the object of obsession among bees and butterflies, but he only loved her.

She, he was holding her tightly as she was now, saying "I do".

"Axi?..." Zhuo Ling was puzzled, pulled her hand, and raised his voice, "He Nanxi, why are you in such a daze?"

"Ah?" Nan Xi was pulled back from her thoughts, feeling embarrassed and ashamed, "No, no."

"Did you hear what you said?"

"This...what?"

Zhuo Ling rolled his eyes at her, "Which floor do you live on?"

"The top floor, the top floor, haha."

Zhuo Ling shook his head and said that she was really stupid, "Hurry up, you idiot."

"..." You are a loser! Nan Xi replied secretly in her heart.

When she got home, Nanxi took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole, but she did not open the door immediately. She turned her back to the door and said sheepishly: "My home is not as nice as yours, so don't mind."

"Nonsense." Zhuo Ling reached out and grabbed the key, opened the door and went in, "It's not like I don't know your situation. If I care about your birth, why would I bother you?!"

Entering inside, you can see everything in the living room, which is less than ten square meters, with simple decoration and simple furniture. However, although the sparrow is small and well-equipped, it has all the things that should be found in a home.

As soon as Zhuo Ling entered, he felt a similar feeling in his heart. The house he lived in with his mother when he was a child was also like this. It was a warm feeling that he had longed for and missed for many years.

Zhuo Ling casually put the car keys on the coffee table, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs leisurely, and had no intention of leaving. You know, he has been working for 16 hours continuously for several days, and he is tired.

.

"Zhuo Ling, go back quickly. It's very late and you have to go to work tomorrow."

"I'm not leaving. I have to go to work in six hours. I don't want to spend time on the road." Zhuo Ling took a pillow and threw it on the sofa comfortably. "I'll sleep here.

It’s close to the company, so I can sleep a little longer.”

"How can that be okay? It will be cold if you sleep on the sofa. What if you catch a cold?" Nan Xi pulled his arm hard, "Get up, get up."

Zhuo Ling used his strength to pull, and Nan Xi fell into his arms without being able to stand still, "Then I won't sleep on the sofa but on the bed."

"..." You know, you know what he's thinking. After eleven o'clock in the evening, what's in a man's mind is nothing but ***.

Before she could react, Zhuo Ling picked her up and asked, "Which room is yours?"

Nanxi's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again. Her body was hanging in the air, and her thoughts of resistance became worthless under his affectionate eyes. She did not speak, but her eyelids were lowered, her eyes shy.

She turned to the left. This thing should have happened a long time ago, and she had acquiesced to it a long time ago, just waiting for an opportunity.

Zhuo Ling looked at Ke Ren'er in his arms, her shy look was particularly cute, and he couldn't bear to put her down.

Walking into Nan Xi's room, as soon as he turned on the light, the white wall was pasted with various sticky notes in a heart shape, and each sticky note had different ornaments drawn on it. Zhuo Ling was a little surprised. More

He is happy, he always believes in his own vision.

"When were these painted?"

"Well... just recently, I just drew some random inspirations, not all of them, but I wanted to see them often, so I posted them on the wall."

Zhuo Ling got closer and took a closer look. His eyes changed from surprise to astonishment, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. This was the most creative and personalized design among the works he had seen in recent years. Those pieces of note paper

The small designs on it, whether it is a diamond ring, a bracelet, or just a certain part, all seem to have souls.

"What is this going to do?" he asked, looking at one of the designs.

"A lot of them are fine, but it can be a pendant for a necklace, a bracelet, or a ring setting. I just didn't think about it, so I only drew this part."

Zhuo Ling hugged her, and when he saw the excitement, he weighed her up and down. As a designer, there is a natural resonance between designers. There are many certain parts in Nan Xi's drawings, and these parts are completely

It can be expanded into a whole series. Perhaps even she herself doesn’t know this, and she only has a superficial understanding of design.

Nan Xi wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, fearing that he would suddenly let go and fall to the ground, "Hey, hey, stop weighing me, these don't count, I still have a picture album, do you want to take a look?

?”

Zhuo Ling hesitated in his heart. As Nan Xi's teacher and boss, he was very willing to read it, but as a designer, he couldn't just read other people's unpublished works. This was a kind of professional ethics, and it was also a kind of professional ethics.

Basic qualities of being a human being.

"How could you be so unprepared? I am Mr. Zhuo, have you forgotten? How can you easily let other designers see your album without fear that I will steal it?!"

"You are Mr. Zhuo, but you are also the most important person to me, and I don't think my things are worth stealing."


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