What are you afraid of?" Jiang He pouted puzzled.

"It's okay. Pang Jia swallowed the words back into his stomach, I know you are not afraid, no need to ask.

Jiang He came to Pang Jia's side, stood on tiptoe and kissed each other lightly on the face, "Happy birthday, Jiang He's boyfriend." ”

When Jiang He walked out, Pang Jia came back to his senses, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and laughed twice.

"Wait for me, Xiao He!"

As soon as the warmth of the sun entered the room, Ning Meng woke up, lay on the bed for a while, and then crept into the bathroom to wash.

"Got up so early?" Ye Jia leaned against the door frame with her eyes closed, her short chestnut brown hair lying on her forehead softly, and her voice was still a little glutinous and nasal.

"Huh, woke you up?" Ning Meng wiped the water from her face and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry." ”

"No, it's time to get up, is my sister up?" Ye Jia glanced at the closed door.

Ning Meng smiled, "I'll call and see, and then go out for breakfast together." ”

"Good. Ye Jiayi nodded obediently.

Yesterday I played too late, and both of them stayed at Ye Yi's house, and Ye Jiayi, who slept on the sofa all night, always felt a little uncomfortable in his neck.

Hua Wuxie took the scroll from the maid's hand, lifted the hem and stood on the chair.

"You monkey, what are you doing!" the old ancestor was stunned for a moment, "Hongser Qingyu quickly pull him down!"

Hua Wuxie hurriedly flicked his sleeves twice and waved the hands of the two people who were very warm, and unfolded the picture scroll little by little, and the one-person-high picture scroll was spread out in front of everyone's eyes.

"Yo, look," the old ancestor sighed at a glance, and patted the back of Shen Luo's tender white hand, "Do you like Luoluo? ”

"Ancestor, if the ancestor likes it, I will paint a picture for the ancestor tomorrow!"

Shen Luo looked at the portrait of himself, walked over in a few steps, raised his hand and stroked the drawing paper, his ears were slightly red, "Thank you Brother Yuanruo." ”

"No thanks, no thanks," Hua Wuxie jumped out of the chair and handed the painting in his hand to Qing Yu, and came to Shen Luo's side, "If Xiao Luo likes it, I will paint one with you every year!"

Hua Wuxie's words were too straightforward, and Shen Luo felt that he couldn't hold it on his face, so he lowered his head with a light smile.

"Sister Luo, this is what I sent, I don't know which one you like, so I picked a few from Zi Xia. Hua Feiyang took the tray in Zi Xia's hand, a whole tray of rouge, all kinds, very gorgeous.

"Thank you Feiyang and Zixia, I like it very much. Shen Luo took the tray and handed it to Youshuang, the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

"It's so lively, I see I'm late. "Mother Hua and Flower Nightless entered the house one after the other.

Shen Luo hurriedly stepped forward and blessed his body, "Aunt Hua, brother of words." ”

"Sister Shen Luo's birthday is not a salute, this jade bracelet was chosen by my mother for me, and I hope Sister Shen Luo likes it. Hua Wuye left all the instructions of the flower mother behind, directly picked out the words, and handed the jade bracelet to Shen Luo's attendant girl.

The flower mother squinted her eyes and sighed softly, pulling everyone around the table to chat.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Youshuang, who was guarding Shen Luo's side, sensed that something was wrong with Shen Luo, and hurriedly asked.

Shen Luo has felt a little depressed since the morning, and at this time he was even more uncomfortable to the extreme, so he got up with the support of Youshuang and blessed everyone, "Everyone, the little girl is absent for a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Luo turned around and was about to leave the room, his steps floating, and after just two steps, his eyes went black and he fell.

Hua Wuxie originally wanted to get up and ask, but happened to see Shen Luo falling, so he hurriedly rushed forward and picked him up, "Go and ask for a doctor!"

[Floating Dreams: Words, Cloth Bag Brush]

The dream rivers and lakes that had been shrunk to a minimum suddenly flashed, Ye Yi moved his gaze and clicked away, and the editor's manic screams suddenly flashed in his mind.

In the past few days, the editor has been urging the manuscript to die, Ye Yi bit his fingers, sighed lightly, and his slender fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard,

[Word: No.] ]

[Words: Floating, Sansheng Stone comes a little.] ]

A female swordsman dressed in red stood in front of Sansheng Stone, her clothes fluttering. After a slight noise, a player holding a whisk appears next to him.

[Floating Dreams: What's Up]

[Words: I'm going to get a, let's get married.] ]

[Floating Dreams: Why Don't You Play It]

[Words: I'm busy at work.] ]

[Floating Dream: You don't have to divorce when you get married, so be it, I've been very busy lately anyway, so I shouldn't play much]

Ye Yi looked at the dialog box on Fushengmeng's head and was stunned, such a big Internet addict didn't even play anymore? Just as he wanted to continue asking, he suddenly remembered that he was not.

[Words: Okay.] Call me when you need it. ]

[Floating Dream: So, add a vx?]

[Words: Okay.] ]

[Words:186****4788]

Almost at the same time, the verification message was sent, and the photo of the opening photo was a picture of the back in the sunset, which looked good.

"Hypocrisy. Ye Yi pouted.

There was a slight knock at the entrance, followed by a click.

"Ye Zi, has your house been robbed?" Ning Meng pushed open the door and saw the amazing scene in front of her, and her expression was a little stunned.

Ye Yi looked up at the desk calendar on the table, and a big red circle painted today, December 25, "No, Aunt Cleaning has something to ask for leave." ”

[Yi: I have something to do, so let's not talk about it for now.] ]

[Raw: Good]

After a few slight noises outside the bedroom door, Ye Yi put on his pajamas and hat and lazily walked out of the house.

Ning Meng raised her hand and clicked the switch several times, but there was no response.

"Eh, is there a power outage?"

Ye Yi sat down in front of the sofa, lit a small table lamp, and said leisurely, "No, last week, the noodles were cooked, tripped, and the bulb burned." ”

"Hmm, boiled noodles, tell me, how did you do it?" Ning Meng looked at Ye Yi with a smile, took out her mobile phone and ordered a delivery.

After laughing enough, he hung his coat on the hanger, bent down and began to clean up little by little.

"Why don't you change your clothes?" Ye Yi thought about the tragic appearance, blinked and changed the topic.

"Okay, okay for eating hot pot at night?" Ning Meng went into the house and took out a loose long T-shirt that she had thrown here before and put it on her body.

"Everything. Ye Yi glanced at Ning Meng, who was busy, smacked her lips, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the editor.

[Yi: My friend is here, so I won't change it today.] ]

[Editor: Sister, you are my own sister! Don't be like this!]

[Yi: I have a younger brother, and I don't need a younger sister anymore.] ]

Ye Yi ignored the continuous ringing of the mobile phone and directly turned on the mute.

Ning Meng took the takeaway brother's shopping bag, flipped out the light bulb, stood on tiptoe and stepped on the small stool to start changing.