"Oh, Xiao Yuyu, you see the flower arm scratching the sofa. ”

Song Yichen suddenly said in surprise.

The moment Han Feiyu turned his head, Song Yichen quickly used chopsticks to pick up a piece of delicious meat from his takeaway.

Han Feiyu curiously looked in the direction of the sofa, where was the shadow of the flower arm.

Scratch the couch, scratch the ghost!

He immediately understood what was going on.

Damn, I fell for Song Rice Bucket's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!

Han Feiyu looked down at the takeaway in front of him, if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't find anything missing.

But looking at Song Yichen's pretending expression, phew, where is it pretended, it is simply a coax to unload his face directly, without concealing it.

His cheeks were bulging, and he had a wicked smile on his face.

Han Feiyu said without a fuck, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Forget it, eat less and eat less, always eating greasy things is not good for your health.

There is still a handful of rape, bean skin, and enoki mushrooms left.

Good guys, rabbits eat whatever they eat!

Green and environmentally friendly.

Han Feiyu scooped up all the vegetarian dishes in one go, and immediately had no interest in continuing to eat.

Hey, that's full.

Despite this, he still ate all the rice, then looked at Song Yichen, who still had half of it left, and said, "Remember to clean up the garbage after eating." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Song Yichen, who was gobbling up and had no ladylike demeanor, nodded again and again.

Han Feiyu got up and walked to the balcony, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

A cigarette after a meal, a fart fairy.

If life isn't really boring, who the hell smokes?

Time: 7:45.

The weather was nice at night.

No wind, no rain and no clouds.

The first win in League of Legends has not yet been won.

The update of the novel has not yet been written.

I haven't called home in a long time.

Python is still half-understood.

Even if you don't go to work, you can still be tired.

......

Thinking about it, Han Feiyu felt as if his braincase would explode in the next second.

He extinguished his cigarette and lay bored on the couch, with the TV on, and the commercials playing in it still smelled of ten years ago, and he had no intention at all, trying to harvest the little money in the hands of the audience.

It's the same as the live broadcast that is very popular now.

To be precise, TV shopping is the ancestor of live streaming. In some ways, the two are not even comparable at all.

A familiar old man's face.

In the morning, he may be a famous doctor who lives in seclusion, but at noon he becomes a professor of an unknown scientific research institute, and at night he changes his outfit to be an expert.

People can't help but shout when they see it!

On the other side, Song Yichen finally finished cleaning the battlefield and came to Han Feiyu's side with a slightly bulging belly.

"Go, go, over there. ”

Song Yichen flicked Han Feiyu's arm, wanting him to move his position.

It's so comfortable.

In her simple consciousness, happiness is simple.

It's nothing more than cats eating fish, dogs eating meat, and Ultraman fighting little monsters.

Hearing this, Han Feiyu's body moved slowly, making way for her.

Song Yichen sat down, looking very happy, with fine beads of sweat faintly on his forehead.

She removed the black headband from her wrist and tied her long jet-black hair loose behind her back into a loose ball.

His eyes narrowed slightly like a thin crescent moon, and the whole person leaned lazily on the sofa, like a fairy who secretly descended to earth.

"Xiao Yuyu, what's wrong? Do you want to play a game together?"

Song Yichen took out her mobile phone and planned to start her post-dinner exercise.

If you don't exercise, you're going to grow meat again.

Though...... Just the movement of the fingers.

Hee-hee-hee!

Han Feiyu closed his eyes and said in a flat tone: "I don't play the games that children play. ”

"Uh-huh, who do you say is a child?" Song Yichen patted his head lightly and said, "You won't be better than me, don't you dare to play together." ”

Han Feiyu smiled, still closing his eyes and concentrating, without the slightest intention of taking out his mobile phone to fight, and then said disdainfully: "It's too simple, it's not difficult at all, Master's technique is to play this kind of game is a random killing!

"Tut-tut, you just brag about it, I said why the cowhide is flying in the sky, it turns out that you are blowing it below. Song Yichen didn't believe his words, and subconsciously mocked.

Thinking about it from her perspective as a woman, what Han Feiyu said just wanted to maintain his pathetic dignity as a man.

Oh, men, they all like to brag.

It's uncomfortable if you don't blow it for a day.

"Cut, don't believe pull down. ”

Han Feiyu pursed his lips, didn't bother to argue with her again, leaned sideways and clasped his shoulders with his hands, curled up his legs like an injured dog.

"Get up, the big guy begs to take me, a rookie, to take off. ”

How could Song Yichen let him rest well, give full play to her indomitable spirit, hold down Han Feiyu's head, and rub her hair indiscriminately.

Han Feiyu: "......"

I wanted to slap her on the wall.

"Okay, okay. ”

Han Feiyu sighed helplessly, picked up the phone very reluctantly, and said, "Then you wait for me to download a game first." ”

Ten minutes later.

Han Feiyu logged into the game.

He originally had an account, but he hadn't played it for a long, long time, and I remember the last time I played it was a few years ago when the game was just launched.

"What's your name, how I didn't see it. ”

Song Yichen sat cross-legged on the sofa and leaned over to say.

There was a friend push in the game, and she didn't see Han Feiyu's account information.

"Ahem...... I'll add you. ”

Han Feiyu glanced at the ID in the upper left corner of the mobile phone screen, which was really a little difficult to speak.

"Okay, you can add me, the ID is 'poor and helpless little fairy'!"

"Oh, it's still a little fairy, shouldn't you call it a little rice bucket?"

", believe it or not, I'll kick you to death!?"

"Longjiang pig's feet? Then I'm so scared!"

“......”

Song Yichen was speechless for a moment, biting his lip and eating a strawberry with hatred.

"Take one for you, and you want to eat it too!"

Han Feiyu lay on the sofa and said on his back, and at the same time had already sent Song Yichen an invitation to the past game.

"Master, you big-headed ghost!"

Song Yichen smiled and scolded angrily, but he still obediently took a bright red strawberry and handed it to his mouth.

“？？？”

Is it so obedient? Something is wrong!

Han Feiyu frowned and couldn't help but be stunned, hesitating and not knowing whether to accept it.

Isn't there a pit waiting for you in the back?

"To eat you or not?"

“......”

Han Feiyu slowly opened his mouth with a hint of suspicion and vigilance, and then saw Song Yichen throw the strawberry into his mouth cleanly.

It's like she usually feeds her flower arm snacks, and there is not much difference.

"Song Yichen, something is wrong with you!"

"I think something is wrong with you, is it you who invited me?"

"That's right. ”

"'I like it so much', this ID ...... It's weird!"

Song Yichen read it out in a whisper, and after a while, he seemed to think of something, and his face turned crimson.