Yizhen actually didn't listen to it in his heart. Her purpose has been accomplished. Although I have been feeling unwell recently, I have not yet been able to prevent the levee from bursting. She is a relict on the banks of the moat, accustomed to being wary and suspicious.

"It's still about getting the right guidance. That's how it is for children at this age. Yizhen said casually, and looked at it casually.

The crescent white vanity mirror is newly added. The large red bookcase by the window is nailed to the wall at one time, with the solemn meaning of the cross in Western religion, and the territory is inviolable.

There are not many books, but they are neatly arranged. Next to it is a small round wine table in ivory white, a little yellowed. In order to spice up the ease and pleasure, the yellow yellow yellow wooden platform facing the window is decorated with plants with white spikes, which are not big, grow strong, and are murderous.

A girl of this age doesn't chase stars. It was a bit of a surprise. But the appearance of the bed made the separation less orderly. Along the double bed are all kinds of red tufts of gray pressed paintings, all kinds of colors messily crumpled in the large vat, as soon as people come in, the world is spinning.

"Your room is like a magic house. Yizhen smiled, "I didn't even know you liked to draw." ”

"Hung casually. ”

"And the smell of paint. "It really smells of inferior paint. There is absolutely no mistake, she and Lin Xing'er were both named police dogs in the dormitory.

"You like to draw?" Yizhen sat still, cracking the posture one by one, which made Lemon feel very uneasy.

"Idle is idle. ”

"Yes. Yizhen put the money in front of her. Lemon looked ashamed. Yizhen didn't say anything, and her tepid attitude made her understand that this was wrong.

Lemon lay in the room in a daze. The kitchen was too close to her, and laughter rubbed and squeezed her ears.

She couldn't get rid of it, and reached out to block it. It still refused to let her go, and a long strip of glue hit her face and ears, and her eyes were full of stars.

"You've failed. Yizhen smiled: "It's too old, what are you doing with such a big fire." ”

"I went to find the pepper and delayed a bit. ”

"It's too old to fry, but it's edible. "It's really hard to gnaw.

"Don't eat it. Don't make any mistakes with your food. Ember threw the plate on the table, "Tell someone else to do it." ”

"No need. I've changed my mind again now, I don't want to eat spicy chicken anymore. I want to eat turkey noodles. Yizhen began to operate under the inexplicable gaze of the night embers.

"I want to screw your head off. He stood beside him.

"How did I provoke you again. ”

"You deliberately tossed me, right? You're used to it, and you're no longer human. ”

"I feel sorry for you. ”

Yizhen ate instant noodles when he was a child, and was sentenced to life imprisonment for instant noodles in his heart. The first time I came into contact with turkey noodles was in the dormitory.

Lin Xinger and Chen Yu are always brave enough to try something new. Lin Xing'er had a bitter black thread-shaped instant noodle pot, poured two bags into it, and it seemed that the temperature of the hot water was not enough to soak, so she soaked for a long time. I took the hot water and drained it again.

Yizhen thought it was the slippery cotton texture in the domestic instant noodles, and he was silent and resisted in his heart.

Can you eat an instant noodle after soaking it for so long? She was still sitting on the bunk and her head was deflated.

"It's so spicy!" Chen Yu said. Lin Xing'er couldn't stand the spicy spicy, and after a few bites, she couldn't stand it. Liang Xi held the noodles and shouted to try it.

"I don't eat instant noodles. ”

"Delicious. ”

Yizhen moved half of his body out of the bed curtain, and the red sauce was freshly drizzled on a plate. She tasted the chopsticks by the gods, and her eyes shone brightly. The noodles are firm and spicy and textured. I couldn't put it down, and finally obediently went to wash the dishes.

"We ate turkey noodles a few times in our dorm after that. Eat the forbidden fruit as excited. Maybe it's because except for me and Liang Xi, they are not good enough to eat spicy food, so they have to make a lot of determination? Now that I think about it, in fact, what everyone likes is the shared atmosphere of the dormitory. ”

"Want to go back now?" Ember raised an eyebrow.

"Well, no. Our dorm was too noisy. A lot of things are actually forced to accept, but in retrospect they are optimistic. ”

Drained the noodles onto the plate, and really wanted to pour the sauce, Ye Ember suddenly snatched his hand, "Don't be greedy for spicy food, it hurts your stomach." The face is also prone to acne. ”

Yizhen raised his eyebrows, "When did you become so particular?"

Ye Jingquan stayed in the hospital for two days and observed nothing unusual. Yizhen's exhibition is organized by CC, and she is not worried about being unattended. Even Johnson called to celebrate, and by the way, he would come to Jiang Yu next week to teach her.

Liang Xi held the squeezed bright red watermelon juice, "Will Nan Jingfeng come back with his uncle? ”

I really couldn't help but droop my eyes. Ember of Night is never coming to Africa. She snubbed Nan Jingfeng in vain, appearing powerful and not knowing what to do. I don't know if he will be upset. After all, he deliberately flew back to Africa to rescue her, but she was so ashamed to think that she was only concerned about self-preservation.

"He'd better not come. Liang Xi said: "Your young master is too hostile to Nan Jingfeng. Yizhen waved his hand and didn't think about it. As soon as Yejingquan returned, she didn't expect a good life.

After the exhibition, she received a lot of olive branches. Even when a magazine editor invited her to do a column, she was really flattered and didn't often stay at home at night. Ye Jingquan wanted to make trouble, but she couldn't do it.

On this day, Song Xiaoyun suddenly came to Yizhen, her face was covered with a layer of powder, a little thick, and Yizhen guessed that she should be even more haggard.

"Have you encountered anything recently?" Yizhen looked at the ad copy she sent. Needless to say, it is also associated with emotional problems.

Song Xiaoyun sighed "sigh" and skimmed the scene without mentioning it.

"I heard Crystal say that you and Wan Yanzhi are together again?" Yizhen asked.

"It's more than compounding. Song Xiaoyun was not embarrassed, a sad face was like a yellow lotus, "I have already met my parents." ”

I really listened, and the shock ensued. Why did Wan Yanzhen take Song Xiaoyun home? Could it be that the Wan family has become like this in decay and depression?

Wrong. Yizhen quickly came back to his senses.

The inferiority of his machismo wants to drive his spouse to be glamorous and decent, but his social status cannot be higher than his. Then there is the control and domination of Wu Jing. Song Xiaoyun meets his standards.

"So you've reached the point where you're talking about marriage?"

Song Xiaoyun shook her head, "Anyway, his mother is really-" It's just hard to say.

As soon as Wu Jing was mentioned, there were really endless words, and his face was immediately pulled into a shoehorn.

"I've never seen someone as versatile as her. She has to get involved everywhere, as if she has never been a human being in her eight lifetimes. In his last life, he must have been a disgusting millipede. ”

Yizhen said viciously, "She is still my mother-in-law's own sister." A mother can crawl out of such a hanging child in her belly. Her eyes and mouth were arched into two slits by flesh, and she was like an oil cake!"

Mr. Night and Miss Yi