"Xiao Yueyue, it seems that there are a lot of activities when I go back on National Day. ”

"That's right, what a group dance, what a sports meeting, ah, a sports meeting is 10,000 activities. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

"I feel so nostalgic. ”

"What?"

"Two people sleep together. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

"Really, what are you laughing at, hmm~"

Zhao Shiyue puffed up her face and made a slightly dissatisfied expression.

"Xiao Yueyue is so cute. ”

"Of course Xiao Yueyue is cute. ”

"Xiao Yueyue, will you participate in the sports meeting?"

"Yes. ”

"What to attend. ”

"100 meters, 4×100, head-on relay or something. ”

"It's all sprints. ”

"Long-distance running is very tiring, physical strength is not good, and high jump and long jump are not suitable, haha. ”

"Where's the snow and rain?"

"Probably not sporty. ”

"Haha, Xueyu, you have to exercise more, let's go to the playground together next time. ”

"At school?"

"Yes, I went early in the morning, and it is said that the air is very fresh in the morning. ”

"Supposedly?"

"Ahem. ”

"By the way, if you want to dance in a group, there is a master in our class. ”

"You said Lan Xizi?"

"Huh, you actually know Xueyu. ”

"The last time I saw her practicing in the dance studio, she seemed to be dancing quite well. ”

"You can dance in the snow and rain?"

"A little bit. ”

"Tell me a while?"

"When I was in junior high school, I learned something like that. ”

"Eh, was it a class with pear painting at that time? ”

"Well, she dances a lot better than I do. ”

"Where's Xiao Yueyue?"

"Woo woo, don't say it, I was dragged to study when I was young. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

"And the piano, calligraphy ......"

"It seems that Xiao Yueyue's past is quite rich. ”

"It's not rich, it's pain. ”

"Did you learn anything before Xueyu?"

"I studied drawing for a while. ”

"What type. ”

"It's like a sketch. ”

"Oh, that's good. ”

"Isn't it a little sleepy. ”

"Well, I want to sleep. ”

"Sleep. ”

"Snow rain, come over a little. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Do you want to sleep with me in your arms again?"

"Get used to it. ”

"Hee-hee. ”

"Good night. ”

"Good night. ”

#

"Eh~ You trash, scum, don't say a word if you want to vomit. ”

"Waiter, bring a garbage bag. ”

"I'm sorry, the ground is dirty. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not in the way, Miss Feng, I'll call someone to deal with it immediately, no, no, no, I'll deal with it." ”

"Well, I'm sick to death, I really don't know how she can stand you. ”

"I'm telling you, don't think of Qinggui as someone like you, she's different, woo. ”

"Stop talking, the smell of garbage. ”

Feng Wucai was disgusted while looking at the mourning and vomiting.

"Hey, you're pretty much done, don't go too far. ”

"Can't you just care a little bit about me, an uncomfortable person?"

"Who told you to drink so much. ”

"It's not you. ”

"Hmph, if I tell you to drink it, you can drink it. ”

"I'm going to never drink it next time. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"You're sick. ”

"The first day you know?"

"I knew I shouldn't have talked to you in the first place. ”

"Oops, it's a little late to regret it. ”

"By the way, you don't seem to have thrown up. ”

"Seems so. ”

"Then I'll go back first...... Ahh ”

The moment she stood up, she felt a sharp pain.

"Haha, hugging the head of the rat. ”

"Hiss~ah~呲~"

"Whew~Whew~"

"Hey, what's the start of screaming. ”

Mourning stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately, Feng Wucai stopped in time.

"Thank you. ”

"Thank you, it's dirty. ”

"Hurry up and stand still, I'll send you. ”

"Oh, excuse me. ”

After the mourning message sat in the taxi, he was a little unconscious, and it seemed that the strength of the wine had come up.

"It's here. ”

"I can go on my own, I'm sorry for you. ”

So said the mourning oracle, and when he came down, he fell on the side of the road.

"Hmph, hmph. ”

Feng Wucai just looked at it, laughing all the time, I don't know if I think it's funny or something else.

"Huh. ”

"Well, I won't let you drink that much next time. ”

"Huh. ”

"I'm holding you, you have to go by yourself, I can't carry you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Although she went through a lot of hardships, Feng Wucai finally sent the mourning message to the bed, and then disappeared for a while.

When he returned, he took a hot towel and prepared to wipe his face.

"Qinggui, that person was my secretary just now, and I accompanied someone else to get drunk and send me back. ”

Feng Wucai stood there and froze for a while before she reacted.

"Hehe, hehehehe. ”

"Laughing at what?"

"I laugh at you for being really drunk, the only thing that isn't drunk is the brain. ”

"Are you, Feng Wucai?"

"Hmph. ”

"Didn't you send me home?"

"Oh~ So I said sending you home. ”

"Headache, I can't remember. ”

"Forget it, I'll rest for a while and then go back, I'm so tired, I'll take a plane for half a day, and drink wine for half a day. ”

"Don't move. ”

"What do you want to do, if you want money, you have to die. ”

"Hmph. ”

When the hot towel touched the face of the mourning oracle, the mourning oracle was startled at first, and then even more surprised after reacting.

"I said don't move. ”

"I ...... You ......"

"Don't talk, wipe your mouth. ”

Mourning was lying on the bed at this time, and Feng Wucai knelt to wipe her face, and their faces were slightly closer.

Feng Wucai's face was calm, but she couldn't do it in a panic.

After Feng Wucai finished wiping, he gently slapped the mourning face with his hand and said.

"There is a good pair of skins. ”

"Huh. ”

"It was a quiet night. ”

"It's been a long time since two people have been alone together. ”

"Ah, you say that too. ”

"I've always treated you as a lonely girl, thinking that I can save you, but in the end, it's me who needs to be saved. ”

"Hmph. ”

This time, the voice was less mocking, more bitter.

Feng Wucai turned around and looked at the moonlight, as if thinking about something.

"Siyu, are you lonely now?"

"It's okay, I'm with Qinggui. ”

The mourning oracle snorted haha, not quite understanding the intention of Feng Wucai.

"No, I'm asking if you're lonely now?"

Feng Wucai repeated the question just now, her tone became more firm, and when she asked, she had already turned to look at the mourning oracle again, her eyes narrowed into a slit.

"I don't know what to say. ”

Mourning was a little sad now, because he was lost in the question, and he couldn't see his own truth.

"Hmph, that's enough, sleep. ”

"What about you?"

"You took my bed, and I had to go somewhere else. ”

"It's your bed, I'm sorry, I'll go sleep on the couch. ”

Mourning did feel that he should say something like going back, but he didn't know why he said something like that.

The mourning pan moved his head, and a sharp pain came again.

"Ahh

"Don't force yourself, sleep in peace. ”

"By the way, remember to take off your coat, you will have to wash your body for a long time. ”

"I'll go first, if you have a bad headache, remember to look for me, I'll take you to the hospital, hmm~ I'm tired. ”

"Colorful. ”

Feng Wucai was about to step out of the door, but was stopped.

"Thank you for today. ”

"Hmph. ”

Feng Wucai smiled, didn't say anything, and left.