After almost dozens of minutes, when Li Quan clumsily used a knife and fork to deal with the almond cakes, and Wu Tong added a cup of after-dinner coffee, the battlefield suspicions that were dense above the two had already dissipated, even if they were full of food and drink, and full of energy, no one would provoke again, and the two once again tacitly chose peace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With a fork against the corner of the almond cake, and then a knife gently slashed, under Li Quan's unskilled use method, the sound of "ping pong" was the sound of the knife slipping off and cutting the ceramic dinner plate.

Wu Tong put down the coffee with some disgust, frowned and glanced at the guy across the table with very subtle eyes, and then very benevolently found a topic to relieve his embarrassment, "This time it's time for me to care about you, right?" How did the weekend go? ”

Li Quan, who was swallowing the macaroon, was choked, and hurriedly grabbed the glass on the side and poured a large mouthful of cold water, accompanied by the cool boiling water flowing through the esophagus, and washed the clogged food down.

If this issue is used to divert the topic, it is better to continue to condemn Li Quan's clumsiness in using a knife and fork.

Because the subject matter is very sensitive, Li Quan does not know how to organize the language, and it is certainly impossible to tell the truth directly, and artistic processing also requires a little thought.

"Huh? Are the memories so sweet that you can't help yourself? But it doesn't matter if you don't say it, sooner or later I'll see a little clue from your novel. ”

"Look...... Just look at it, it's all gone through countless artistic processing anyway, and it doesn't mean anything......" Li Quan tried to confuse the past, but he was not willing to forcefully ask the other party not to read his novels, so as to reduce one and lose a reader.

Only the author who has experienced the average subscription of 50 can understand his pain and helplessness, obviously he has written very well, but there is no one chasing and subscribing, and there is really something wrong with the aesthetics of this world.

"Huh?" The reader on the other side dragged out his voice, and glanced at Li Quan, who refused to admit that he was wrong no matter what, with another subtle smile, "Is it artistic?" I haven't studied this much, but I've heard of the theory that materials that come from real life are usually more visual. ”

Is there such a theory?

It can make people distinguish the boundary between virtual and reality, and that's great!

The words "Picture Sense" flashed through Li Quan's heart like lightning, and almost subconsciously, he grabbed the mobile phone on his desk.

This out-of-the-ordinary action naturally fell in Wu Tong's eyes, but she just picked up the coffee cup without moving, gently sucked the slightly acidic liquid from the edge of the cup, and then took out her mobile phone from her pocket and gently put it on the table.

Then she fixed the phone with her left hand, and the thumb of her right hand forcibly pressed the Home button at a very awkward angle, and while the phone screen lit up, she lowered her head and said to Li Quan: "In fact, there are occasional times when SSR is drawn, even if it is kryptonite, I will be very happy." At this time, I will immediately take a screenshot, and then ......"

Li Quan suddenly realized one thing, the iPad she often used to play krypton gold was her own Apple_ID, and she had used it to coerce her to go out to collect materials together, but at this time, the boomerang called retribution was obviously about to fly back.

"Alas, even if you want to delete the photos after three days, iCloud synchronization is much faster."

……

Oops, iCloud is such a bad civilization.

In the past, whenever I saw on the news that an unfortunate man or woman was caught and raped by his original partner because of something like iCloud, Li Quan would always slander for a while, and then secretly curse a stupid word in his heart, but what was unexpected was-

Although it's not a rape, it's not a bad photo, but it's also seen by a bad sister, and the content of the photo is obviously misplaced and posed, and I have suffered this layer of grievances, and it is inevitable that there is a sour feeling of "I didn't take advantage of it but suffered a loss first".

"You...... Seen them all? The other party put forward his arguments clearly, and even remembered clearly when he deleted the photos, presumably he had already backed up the evidence, and it was useless to try to deny it at this time. It is better to confess and strive for leniency.

It's impossible to expect the other party to be so generous. But Li Quan has also heard of the widely circulated sentence "Confession is strict, resistance is stricter".

"Well, I see." It's strange that she doesn't have much anger and displeasure at this time, and she is more like a sister than she was a long time ago.

Has this guy grown? That's a bit of a relief.

"As a ...... Let's be your sister", he said in a very awkward sentence, and then continued to poke and poke his fingers on the phone screen, "I don't have a position to say anything to my adult brother and accuse you of doing something that adults like to do." ”

Well, although you definitely don't do anything that adults like to do, at least your attitude is worthy of recognition and praise......

However, Li Quan's words of praise were not finished-

"So I decided not to get involved in this matter myself, and left it to someone with a better position to judge."

Probably the sound of her deliberately turning on her mobile phone, in short, it sounded like a "goo-too" WeChat sending sound.

"I think Sister Zhuo is a good candidate, what do you think, brother?"

Although it was rare to be called "brother", Li Quan was really happy at this time.

If you really want to ask for other people's opinions, don't send the evidence out without authorization and then put on a pretentious attitude!

Li Quan had a headache and wanted to reach out and scratch his head, but he only waited until his hand was halfway up.

His mobile phone was "buzzing" and vibrating first.

"Senior, what's going on???"

With a few surprised expressions in succession, Zhuo Qinglian actually sent back the "evidence" that Wu Tong conveyed to her intact.

Looking at the embarrassing photos and sentences in the chat box, Li Quan's hand that was about to scratch his head was clenched into a fist and put down, and then smashed on the table with a little force, which was enough to vent without causing a commotion.

Should I say that my sister has the latest implementation of the belly black attribute, or should I say that my sister is already natural to this extent? (To be continued.) )