Watching the vigorous coming and going of the fifth summer, Wenyi didn't know what words to use to describe his mood for a while.

Why is she good at nothing but the face of a loli and the body of a devil?

Why is she always too successful and more than defeated, is it difficult to make it happen, this idiom is customized for her?

Ma Ma is so powerful for the first time, and directly abducted the boy who suddenly began to think about it in the past two days and brought it home.

didn't say a word, and was directly arranged to the "bed".

Such a great opportunity to be close to the water.

She, the Luo Demon Girl who is as brave as the sun, has not even been able to do such a small thing as sending a bowl of porridge to the room herself.

Don't be too aggrieved!

In normal times, if there is such a small grievance, she can cry in her arms in the fifth summer, who is never coquettish.

She has suffered such a great grievance today, and she can't show it yet.

You can't let Xia Xia think that Yiyi knows how to deliver food to men who come to the house.

Finally, under the guidance of my brother and with the assistance of my mother, I brought Master Lou Shang home.

Don't they all say that taking care of the "not eating the fireworks of the world" in the sick can best enhance the feelings of straying into the mortal world?

It's good, a good deck of cards, it's all broken.

It couldn't be too hard!

The mood of the demon girl is a little complicated.

There are grievances, but there are empty hearts.

There is depression, and there is excitement.

It was with such complex emotions that Wenyi moved step by step from the position where the dinner plate was taken over by the fifth summer to the direction of the nursing room.

She was a little undecided, should she follow Xia Xia and go in to ask Master Lou Shang for warmth?

Literature and art have even forgotten a little that the fifth summer comes and goes like the wind.

Yiyi hadn't walked through a third of the big living room, and Xia Xia had already come out.

Fifth Xia pointed to the direction of the restaurant and motioned for Wenyi to go back immediately.

Wenyi blinked her big eyes like comic characters, bit her lower lip, swallowed her emotions, nodded desperately at Fifth Xia, and used her own movements to strengthen her will.

[Yiyi listens to Xia Xia's words the most, Yiyi can't make Xia Xia angry twice a day, Yiyi will be very well-behaved. 】

The coquettish enchantress was frantically doing psychological construction, but she heard the second word of the fifth summer launch a new round of attacks on her eardrums.

"Cutlery. ”

Cold, no emotion.

The two-character formula of the fifth summer is available every day, but not every time, it will become a natural sound in the ears of literature and art.

"Ah, yes, Yiyi is stupid and forgot to put the tableware and roar. Wenyi stepped forward quickly, hooked Fifth Xia's arm, and met the restaurant with her.

While walking, he mobilized his little brain: "That Yiyi quickly took the tableware and sent it to Master Lou Shang, Xia Xia, you go to eat first?"

Literature and art confirm the meaning of the fifth summer for the second time.

"Hmm. ”

The same tone word made Lou Shang hesitate and made literature and art full of joy.

Fifth Xia did not object to Wenyi to find Lou Shang, to find the boy she said she liked without warning.

What the fifth summer objected to was a good little public act, and he had to fall over with a dinner plate.

If you fall more than ten or twenty times a day, won't the floor hurt?

The floor is dropped every day by a demon queen with a loli face and a devil body, and then you have to add close contact with dinner plates and porcelain bowls, if the floor is broken, won't it be troublesome to repair?

It's easy to change the carpet, but it's hard to change the floor.

Even if it is the floor of Wenyi's own home.

Wenyi jumped back to the restaurant and asked the housekeeper for two tableware suitable for drinking porridge.

Xia Xia always knows what Yiyi wants most.

Even if it was after being touched by the untouchable childhood.

The coldness of the fifth summer has always been just her appearance.

In fact, no one is more attentive than her.

It's just that in this world, there are few existences that can make Fifth Xia willing to put his mind to it.

She doesn't have the heart of a coquettish enchantress, and she can't pretend to love the whole world.

Literature and art confirmed that the fifth summer was not upset because of the scene that had just been "broken", and began to wonder: [Should I change my clothes and go to Nirvana again?]

Thinking that Master Lou Shang had not eaten since he met in the club at night, the coquettish enchantress gave up this little Jiujiu who had inexplicably risen in the bottom of his heart.

Master Lou Shang, who has been arranged on the bed, one more second is to earn one more second.

Yiyi soon made her own little decisions.

But but, but.

Luo Demon Girl probably didn't look at today's yellow calendar.

If she reads it, she will definitely find that it says - everything is appropriate, and food delivery is not appropriate.

Before the housekeeper could deliver the tableware he took from the kitchen to Wenyi, he was cut off by three hundred and forty catties.

Brother Duan, from the moment he entered the door to the present, he has not said a word.

Uncharacteristically quiet.

Shuai Ge's heart is a little bottomless, although others have come in, they don't know what will happen next.

Tong Hua was too excited at the time.

As a partner for five years, Fat Ge Ton has no need to understand the physical condition of his literary mother.

He couldn't use his usual straight male style to attack an elder who couldn't be stimulated.

But the "one mold" that Tong painted unintentionally, in the end, will there be some ripples in Lou Shang's heart.

Lou Shang has always said that he likes the feeling of disappointment.

Because only disappointment means that there is no forgetting.

But how many people in this world can really enjoy disappointment?

The fifth summer took away the dinner plate, and literature and art could still feel aggrieved, but as soon as Brother Dump's agent took over like this, the coquettish enchantress even disappeared from childhood to adulthood.

If you want to say that there are so many people here today, who is most afraid of literature and art, it is definitely Shuai Ge.

If Xia Xia is angry, she can still be coquettish again and again, again and again, three lives endlessly.

Literary and artistic understanding of the fat Ge Ton straight man Tiezui, she is not an opponent at all.

The weight of three hundred and forty pounds is by no means something that can be shaken by being coquettish.

Hope = > grievances = > ecstasy = > despair, it only adds up to one minute, and a roller coaster ride takes longer than this, right?

"Xia Xia baby, hurry up and sit here, and see that the supper I make is different from the one you do?" Tong Hua beckoned Fifth Xia to her side.

Fifth, Xia Yiyan.

After three seconds of despair, the Demon Girl decided to honor the guidance of the "Old Yellow Calendar".

"Ah Ma Ma, how can you sauce purple, Yiyi is still not your favorite baby. Wenyi walked to the opposite side of the fifth summer with a jealous face, which originally belonged to the "second-class" seat of literature.

Like a guy is a momentary thing.

Pursuing a boy, how can you be in the morning and twilight?

"Yiyi baby, it's been three days since you came back, you're numb to me, it's past the freshness of baby art. You'll just let Ma Ma like the new and hate the old for two days, okay?"

"Ah, if you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back. Wenyi was full of grievances and asked his brother who had just moved to the "third-class seat" to comfort: "Yiyi now understands the feeling that my brother is liking the new and hating the old, Yiyi is really too difficult, ask for a love hug." ”

"That brother will always be new, will you be alone?" Wenwen helped Wenyi pull the chair, and pushed the chair back to the most suitable position when she sat down.

Other people's chairs are all pushed by the housekeeper, but literature and art are "served" by literature himself.

Even at home, literature is 360 degrees to the gentleman of my sister, and there are no dead ends in all directions.

"It's better to be a brother. Literature and art smiled sweetly at literature, making literature feel that the greatest beauty in the world is nothing more than that.

Literature smiled, it was a smile as beautiful as literature.

It is said that if you want to be filial piety, this sentence is somewhat inappropriate for men.

But literature and his Alexander McQueen white double-breasted suit are a perfect blend.

White from head to toe, even the shoes are white.

The white body of literature is not monotonous at all.

The oversized black floral pattern is abstract and profound, highlighting the British gentleman's temperament of literature.

The trousers of the same style, with the most slim fit and a shorter cut than the traditional trousers, make the literary body tall and slender, with a sense of two meters of legs.

White is a color without a trace of emotion, and the freehand black flowers perfectly embellish the inner world of literature.

In the world of literature, there is only one girl in the world, and it is used to pamper the bones.

If the scope is upgraded from a girl to a woman, he will have to add his mother's painting.

All other women, are only suitable for gentlemen and keep their distance.

The smile of the national gentleman has been on the cover of magazines, and is respected by thousands of girls as the most beautiful smile in the world.

But every time such a smile appears, a strange voice will appear in the mind of literature and art.

It's like a reminder, it's like a warning—"Why are you smiling? Are you happy?" If you continue like this, you will really be single for the rest of your life. 】

Literary choice to ignore is not an uninvited "sound" that hits his mind.

Why is he unhappy?

What's so bad about being able to protect this mother and sister like now, and be single for a lifetime?

Literature loves and longs to have such a lifetime.

But sometimes people are like that, and the more you fight against the voice in your heart, the more that voice will come out.

And each time it is more intense than the last.

Literature didn't like the voice that came out of his heart at all, and he went to the doctor for it.

Doctors said he was insecure and suffering from severe depression.

Literature never thought that the first time he went to the doctor, he met a quack.

What depression can a man who smiles twenty-four hours a day, a gentleman of the nation, have?

Then, the doctor told literature that there was a kind of depression, and its scientific name was smiling depression.

Literary laughter is like a bright sun.

The laughter of literature is like a gentle moonlight.

The moonlight can light up the night, but it can't melt the darkness of the night.