"Poof!" Looking at Yuan Zelang's funny appearance of covering his ass with his hands and baring his teeth, Bu Qianqian couldn't help laughing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You person, why are you so unserious! If you can't say five words normally, you start playing hooligan! Bu Qianqian's eyes were white, and Yuan Zelang spoke.

"Hehe, I also look at people, and I don't bother to pay attention to them in general." Yuan Zelang said with a smile.

When Bu Qianqian heard this, she couldn't help but feel sweet when she thought of Yuan Zelang's cold appearance when talking to other girls, but she pretended not to care at all and said, "Hmph, who cares about you, hurry up and write the song for me." ”

"Yes, Queen!" Yuan Zelang clenched his fists and spoke.

Bu Qianqian was amused by Yuan Zelang's actions again, and said: "Aiqing is free of courtesy!" ”

"Thank you, Queen!" Yuan Zelang opened his mouth very cooperatively.

Bu Qianqian seemed to be addicted to acting, and after Yuan Zelang spoke, she continued: "Little Langzi, quickly write "Summer" for the palace!" ”

Yuan Zelang was quite speechless, is this a cocoon and self-restraint, how does this little Langzi sound weird.

“…… Can you not call it Xiao Langzi? Sounds like a eunuch! Yuan Zelang thought of the 3 centimeters on his lower body, and he wanted to die.

"Hmph, who told you to start first?" Bu Qianqian looked proud, and then continued: "Hurry up and write, I can't wait to practice!" ”

"Okay." Yuan Zelang answered, walked to the sofa and sat down, took out the book he had written before from the drawer under the coffee table and began to write.

Bu Qianqian sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, her arms were on the coffee table, her chin was supported with both hands, and she looked at Yuan Zelang with a rustle on the notebook.

She said, "Alas, did you use to make girls so good at making fun of you?" ”

Yuan Zelang didn't look up, and continued to write rustling in the notebook.

"Isn't it?" He spoke.

"Then why are you so good at making girls happy!" Bu Qianqian asked curiously.

Yuan Zelang still didn't look up, paused, thought about it carefully, and then said: "This thing, it's about talent and the people you meet, if you meet the right person, maybe the person who usually stutters will become able to speak." ”

"Oh!"

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Bu Qianqian thought that Yuan Zelang's words meant to convey to himself that he was the person he was right.

For a while, Bu Qianqian's cheeks were red, her heart was a little excited, a little dazed, and a little happy, and a graceful taste lingered in her heart.

"Who knows, it's really hard to say sometimes." Yuan Zelang didn't pay attention to Bu Qianqian's reaction, shook his head and spoke, and continued to write in the notebook.

It's just that what he didn't know was that his casual words had quietly touched a girl's heart. Although Bu Qianqian will not exaggerate to fall in love with him immediately, the seed of love has begun to germinate in her heart, quietly waiting for the day when she will grow into a towering tree.

The room fell silent suddenly, except for the rustle of pen tips on paper.

The sunset slipped into the room through the glass window, shining warmly on the boy who was writing seriously and the girl who was watching the boy write seriously, if someone could take a picture of this scene at this moment, it would be beautiful, very beautiful.

"Alright." Yuan Zelang put down the pen, then raised the notebook and looked at it.

"Give!" Yuan Zelang pushed the book to Bu Qianqian.

Seeing that Bu Qianqian didn't react for a long time, he raised his head and looked at Bu Qianqian with some doubts. Seeing that Bu Qianqian was looking in her direction in a daze, with a quiet smile on her face, Yuan Zelang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Bu Qianqian's eyes and said, "Hey, wake up nymphoac." ”

"Huh? It's done! Bu Qianqian woke up and said with a blushing face.

Looking at the somewhat stupid Bu Qianqian, Yuan Zelang suddenly wanted to tease her, so he said, "Alas, I'm very serious about asking you something." ”

"What?" Step Qianqian spoke.

Looking at Yuan Zelang's serious face, she thought that Yuan Zelang really had something important to ask her.

Yuan Zelang didn't speak immediately, but got up from the sofa, stretched, and moved his arms and legs again.

"What?" Bu Qianqian saw that Yuan Zelang didn't speak, and asked.

"Would you like to make a game?" Yuan Zelang said.

"What game?" Bu Qianqian looked at Yuan Zelang with some vigilance, she always felt that this guy must have bad intentions.

"A game to build your reflexes." Yuan Zelang opened his mouth step by step.

"How to play?" Bu Qianqian said curiously.

"You say 'yes' ten times in a row, and then I ask you a question, and you quickly tell me if there is." Yuan Zelang said.

"There is a ......," Bu Qianqian said.

"OK, it's not started yet, don't worry." Yuan Zelang said.

Although Bu Qianqian felt that Yuan Zelang was not well-intentioned, she felt that this game was nothing more than that, so she said: "Okay! ”

"You have to say the answer out loud, okay, let's get started." Yuan Zelang said.

"There is a yes there is!" Bu Qianqian thought.

"Is there a difference between you and a pig!" Yuan Zelang looked at the road ahead of him with his eyes, and then asked quickly.

"Nope!" Bu Qianqian blurted out.

Yuan Zelang was about to run away, but when he saw that Bu Qianqian didn't seem to react after saying it, he spoke again: "Is it really not?" ”

"Nope!" Bu Qianqian thought for a moment and spoke.

"Is there really nothing wrong with that?" Yuan Zelang continued to ask.

"Nope!" Bu Qianqian replied affirmatively, thinking in her heart: Of course she has nothing to do with the pig......

"Ahh Yes, yes, yes! Bu Qianqian realized that she had fallen for Yuan Zelang.

"Hey, hey!" Yuan Zelang chuckled lightly and ran away.

"Yuan Zelang! You die! Bu Qianqian looked around, wanting to grab something and smash it at the hateful Yuan Zelang, but there was nothing around except the notebook with the tune written.

Bu Qianqian grabbed the notebook, and was about to smash it like Yuan Zelang, but when her hand reached into the air and the notebook was almost thrown out, it stopped.

Because at the moment when the book was about to fly out, the picture of Yuan Zelang lying on the coffee table and writing the tune seriously appeared in her mind, and she didn't know why she was suddenly reluctant to throw the book out.

Yuan Zelang walked to the study, opened the door and walked in, stretched his head out and said with a smile: "Hurry up and practice, don't make a fool of yourself when you perform on stage." ”

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!" Bu Qianqian glared at Yuan Zelang fiercely, and then turned her head away.

"Hehe......" Yuan Zelang smiled and closed the door of the study.

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