It was late at night, and Zeng Yifan didn't feel sleepy at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info because he doesn't need to go to work again tomorrow, he has no motivation to go to bed early and get up early.

There was another thing that kept him awake: the text messages kept ringing.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you miss me?"

"Did you go to the shower?"

"You must have seen my message and deliberately didn't reply, right?"

"If you don't reply, I'll keep posting."

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In fact, Wu Aini is not a bad-hearted girl, but she is too enthusiastic and clingy, so Zeng Yifan can't make up her mind to block her. I didn't know how to block the number, and in a blink of an eye, she ran to her house.

According to the mother's temperament of being so anxious to let herself find a wife, maybe she locked them in the room directly.

Underage, how can he start?

Thinking so, Zeng Yifan had no choice but to reply: "I'm going to sleep." ”

"Do you sleep with any clothes on? I sleep naked, and sleeping naked is a very healthy way. ”

Forehead! Zeng Yifan was speechless at the same time, so he could only mute the phone, flip it, and turn a blind eye. If only Zhang Mengmeng had one-tenth of this girl's enthusiasm.

The reason why he had read every message sent by Wu Aini before was just thinking, what if it was sent by Zhang Mengmeng?

Zeng Yifan didn't hesitate, or as a boy, it's okay to send a message first, after all, Zhang Mengmeng said something before dinner, and he hasn't said anything until now.

But after thinking about it, since Zhang Mengmeng has something to tell him, why did he send a message first? Especially this kind of rough woman, she doesn't know how much it hurts.

Zhang Mengmeng also couldn't sleep at this time. And not just because of the little girl who appeared inexplicably during dinner. Also, Zhang Jing told her that Zeng Yifan left Linglong to decorate.

It turned out that Zeng Yifan was unemployed today.

And she actually twisted and pinched, not only had to pull the light bulb Zhao Dapeng when eating, but also intentionally or unintentionally made Zeng Yifan angry.

At this time, the text message rang. Zhang Mengmeng picked it up excitedly.

Belch! It turned out to be a short message for the successful booking of the airline. Hey, I thought it was sent by Zeng Yifan.

Originally, I wanted to discuss with him about this feng shui beast in the afternoon, but the plan did not change quickly, and in the end nothing was said.

Zhang Mengmeng thought about it and turned on her phone, which contained a photo sent by her mentor.

The photograph shows a one-legged macaque with a blue face but a red nose, like a circus clown, and a short white whisker on its mouth. The whole body is brown, and the belly is white.

Zhang Mengmeng checked the information, it should be a feng shui beast like Mu Xiao.

However, the mentor's picture was taken from Banzhu Township, a small Miao village in the Golden Triangle, near Myanmar.

Because he has a great interest in feng shui, and Zeng Yifan is proficient in this way, Zhang Mengmeng has also read a lot of books on this subject recently.

Feng Shui Exotic Beasts were originally Han people's things, and they didn't believe in Feng Shui very much in the land of Miao Jiang, and what they were good at was Gu art. So, how did a Han feng shui beast appear in the land of Miaojiang?

This is exactly what Zhang Mengmeng's mentor Han Li wondered.

Coupled with the large amount of archaeological data collected by Han Li in Banzhu Township for several months, Zhang Mengmeng was moved and wanted to go there.

So, there was a scene where he called Zeng Yifan for dinner in the afternoon.

Do you really want to go alone?

Speaking of which, although Han Li is in his thirties, he is still single. In school, of course, there is no problem in talking about academic things in the research room, but it is too much to kill thousands of kilometers away single-handedly, and two people go over the mountains and mountains to find a feng shui beast?

Although Zhang Mengmeng has no experience in love, she has never eaten pork and watched pigs run, men and women are not kissed, lonely men and widows are easy to dry firewood, she still knows this kind of thing.

If it weren't for this, Zeng Yifan wouldn't have been kicked that last time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mengmeng turned on the phone and typed the words "how much does the egg hurt" in the Baidu search.

This question, which seems a bit nonsensical to Zhang Mengmeng's mind, actually has a lot of serious scientific analysis on the Internet. She almost looked into it.

The first joke is a girl's complaint: I jokingly slapped the male ticket's balls, and he told me to break up very seriously.

Belch! Looks a bit serious.

In the second paragraph, if you want to ask how much it hurts, just look at the first reaction of a man when "danger" strikes. This point is obvious in the football penalty shootout, in the face of the powerful volley of football, the big stars do not cover their heads or chests, but invariably cover their crotch regardless of the image, it can be seen that the "egg pain" is really painful.

Belch! In retrospect, it seems that this is indeed the case.

The third paragraph, which seems scientific: a person can withstand 45 del (units) of pain. But when a woman gives birth to a child, she has to endure the pain of 57del, which is about the appearance of breaking 20 bones. However, if a man is kicked in the egg, the pain is 9,000 del, which translates to giving birth to 160 children at the same time, or breaking 3,200 bones.

Yes! Looking at this number, it hurts enough.

Zhang Mengmeng quit the search engine and thought about it. In the end, he was ruthless and sent a message to Zeng Yifan, in a very gentle and flattering tone, saying that he was going to Banzhu Township.

However, I waited for more than ten minutes and didn't reply, so I could only turn off my phone and sleep.

That night, the one who couldn't sleep the most was Zhao Dapeng.

It stands to reason that he has the most nerves, and unemployment is expected, so he should be able to fall asleep. But apparently, he wanted to sleep, and the wooden ray didn't want to sleep.

So, I wanted to open a computer to play games for a while, but the power cord disappeared; wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, and the cup was hung on the chandelier; I wanted to sleep directly with my head covered, and the bed floated up.

"What the hell do you want? If you don't let me sleep, will you play with you? Zhao Dapeng angrily took the piece of wood out of his bag.

But apparently, the lump of wood is still a lump of wood, and there is no such thing as the troublemaker.

Obviously, with a room temperature of 25 degrees, the wood rays feel comfortable staying in the wood.

"Do you think Zeng Yifan is not here, so I can't do anything about you?" Zhao Dapeng said, directly carrying the wood and throwing it into the freezer of the refrigerator.

After a few seconds of waiting, the refrigerator began to shake. A smug smile rose on the corner of Zhao Dapeng's mouth and opened the refrigerator door. Sure enough, in the wood, a small furry head poked out. Because the temperature in the freezer is too low, the beard of the wood ray has been stained with a little hoarfrost.

"Do you want to try the taste of smearing the bottom of the pan on the kitchen knife?" Zhao Dapeng shook his head and said provocatively.

Finally, after these two big moves were released, Mu Xiao was much quieter, and Zhao Dapeng was able to sleep peacefully.

But not long after falling asleep, I heard that the table, chair, wardrobe, and writing desk in the room began to move around as if they were alive.

Zhao Dapeng, who was really sleepy, really didn't want to get up anymore, even if even the bed began to move rhythmically later, he only regarded it as a massage table.