Wanyin can only smile. Yizhen lost his temper, his heart was refreshed, and he stopped fighting-for-tat.

Originally, Wanyin provoked her for no reason.

The two of them wandered around the garden. The breath of summer has come out, with the fragrance of nectar in the lushness, and the warm breeze against the cheeks, which is also hotly ironed.

Yizhen sat on the swing, squinting his eyes and taking a nap, and his mood was actually very comfortable.

Wanyin thought that Yizhen would leave aggrieved and sour. But "the loved one has no fear", and her cousin is too good to her. Although she doesn't want to admit it, she really has capital that she doesn't have.

But I'm really happy that I have no skin and no face, and I have to spend time with her in vain.

Wanyin caught a glimpse of Yizhen's swaying little thin legs. Yizhen's skeleton is smaller than hers, and she looks thinner and lighter, and her mood is inexplicably worse.

The sound of Anhui is moving. Yizhen sensed her impatience, and became more and more like an old monk.

Yizhen was in his heart: I'll pretend to be asleep and see what you do.

The homeroom teacher of high school is such a person who is as determined as a loose person. Yi Zhenyou remembers that when she first entered the third middle school, she briefly introduced herself and let the class study on their own.

It's really a little unsuitable for evening classes, and the sleepy clouds and mountains are covered in fog. As a result, the internal strength of this old class is quite deep, and the shadows between the eye sockets and nasal hollows have almost never moved.

The eyes are blazing, and everyone is at risk to be watched by the hunters. There was no roll in his hand, he didn't even glance at his mobile phone, and sat on the stool for fifty-five minutes.

Yizhen wondered if someone had painted 502 on the teacher's seat. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, she floated out of the classroom calmly and leisurely.

The classroom was instantly embarrassed, and everyone unanimously agreed that she was a very well-cultivated class teacher. In fact, it is a silent game to get off the horse - she Han Yanyan is not a vegetarian.

I also really strive to get closer to the concentration of the class teacher. The Nightshade was quickly resolved, and the implicit claims of the Nightscape Quan were not authorized.

Ember comforted his father a few words, and hurried to the small garden.

Wanyin saw the night embers, her expression was very relieved, and she complained: "Cousin, you are finally here, and Sister Yizhen is really right, and she fell asleep like no one else." I don't even know how to do it. ”

Ember glanced at Yizhen and laughed in his heart. When did she come up with such a lovely gesture?

When I really fell asleep, I was full of ugliness, in a thousand postures, and my arms and legs were weird and didn't look like my own.

"You go first. "Ember of Night.

"Cousin. Wan Yin Jiao took the arm of the night ember in disgust, and it was very irritating to listen to it. Wanyin is confident, men like to eat in the bowl and look at the pot.

Nightshade glanced at her, feeling a little uncomfortable: "How old are they, don't pull and pull." Go back quickly. ”

"You don't have anything to say to me?" Wanyin was unwilling. Yizhen slapped Wanyin again in his heart.

"How is my mom doing?" asked Ember.

"That's good. She wouldn't say more.

"Did you really mention it to her?"

"Why don't you mention it yourself?" Wanyin looked at it as if it was provocative.

"I haven't had much contact with her, and I'm still chatting with her on the phone?"

Ember definitely thinks this is a woman's style. Every time Wu Su called him, he looked impatient and reluctant.

Wanyin pouted: "Say it, say it." You don't know what that person looks like, auntie?"

She gets angry at the mention of this. Even a stereotypical character as straightforward as Night Jingquan gritted his teeth at Yizhen. Wu Su's reaction was diametrically opposed.

She is a woman who was betrayed by her husband and regarded it as a lifelong shame.

Her son fulfilled her prayer for loyalty. also really appeared, which made her feel extremely happy.

Wanyin's words, Wu Su can always hear another layer of meaning.

The more she said, the more hateful she was portrayed, the more satisfied Wu Su was with this little girl.

Wanyin simply thinks that this aunt is a devil.

"So what the hell did she say?" asked Ember of the Night.

"I wonder if you won't ask yourself?" Wanyin turned around and walked away categorically. She is not willing to let Yizhen be proud.

"Okay, how long do you have to pretend to sleep?" Nightember leaned against the swing and flicked Yizhen's head.

There was really no movement. He went into the big swing and began to tickle her. Yizhen chuckled and coughed a few times in a spittle.

"Did you learn to pretend to be asleep?

He grabbed her chin, ran it down her cheek, and pinched her little thin neck, vicious and full of pity for life.

I really like his unbearable expression, which is suitable for any redemption series. She can fantasize all day.

A few people from the aunt generation passed by and joked that the young people of today openly showed affection.

In the past, they didn't even know love, and maybe they couldn't in their lifetime. But it's best not to understand, otherwise it won't be an eternal subject. This is also the determination of the older generation.

When he got home, he asked how the night embers were doing, and he mentioned the rest. It's not a big deal, and I'm a little relieved.

"What's wrong?" "Night Ember mocked Yizhen a few words: "At a young age, worry about this and worry about that, you can't be left anywhere." ”

"You have an opinion about me. Her tone was quite strong: "Why don't you go back to CC?"

"Don't want to compromise so quickly. He put his long arm on her shoulder, "Don't worry, my master will definitely not miss your illustration exhibition." ”

The illustration exhibition has really been forgotten for a long time. There is not much left of the little fame that has accumulated before to be slandered, so she should be a happy half-hanger.

"No ambition. "Ember doesn't think she's fallen.

is also really clear-eyed: "This is the difference between me and you." You're a businessman chasing fame and fortune, but I'm an artist. Artists have personalities. Nightshade couldn't bear to laugh at her.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Yizhen glanced at him, "Look down on me." ”

Nightash turned his face away indifferently: "I'll just smile and don't speak." ”

"Artists really have personalities. ”

On July 12, Mr. Hu Shi recorded: 'The purpose of opening this diary is to urge myself to do more hard work next semester, and I must first finish reading Shakespeare's "Henry VIII" at hand. ’”

"July 13: 'Play cards. ’”

"July 14: 'Play cards. ’”

"July 15: 'Play cards. ’”

"July 16: 'Hu Shizhi, Hu Shizhi, why are you so depraved! Have you forgotten all the study plans you set before? ’”

"July 15: 'Play cards. "I also want to be like Mr. Hu Shih, to be a bohemian and freedom-loving boy!"

Ember glanced at her, "You always have so many reasons. ”

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