After Ye Lang cleaned up, when the kitchen came out, he saw the okay atmosphere between Tianmei and Wen Xing'er in the living room, and he didn't go to them immediately, but returned to the kitchen, not knowing what to do.

"Meimei, you're a friend of your cousin? How did you meet? Wen Xing'er asked curiously, and Tianmei briefly told Ye Lang how she knew her.

"My brother and Brother Ye are friends, and we have known each other since then, and there is nothing special."

After Wen Xing'er heard this, there was no trace of relaxation in her heart.

"Cousin, there are very few girls here, you are the second, hehehe."

Sweet pretended not to know what Wen Xing'er said deliberately and casually, why did she care about this? I don't understand. "Meimei, can I go play with you in the future? I don't have many friends, so I don't go out to play much, and it's definitely fun to have you to play with. ”

"Yes." Can she refuse? No, compare Wen Xing'er is Ye Lang's cousin.

"That's great!" Wen Xing'er's eyes were crooked with a smile, and the whole person was full of warm taste.

The conversation between Tianmei and Wen Xing'er is quite harmonious, but it is mainly Wen Xing'er who is talking, and Sweet is talking to each other from time to time.

It's boring for people who have met once to talk too much, unless it's very topical, but Tianmei thinks that she and Wen Xing'er don't have a topic!

However, when Sweet was a little impatient and chatted so boringly, Ye Lang came from the kitchen, still holding two transparent glasses in his hands, but they contained liquid, yellow.

"Cousin, the corn juice I like~It's so good~" Wen Xing'er got up and stood up, reached out and took the tray in Ye Lang's hand.

Tianmei could see it clearly, and she knew why she was impatient and had no topic when chatting with Wen Xing'er.

At this time, Wen Xing'er who faced Ye Lang was the most real appearance, and he could see it clearly sweetly, so he also noticed it.

"I want a big cup, I've been hungry for my cousin's freshly squeezed corn juice for a long time, I don't know why, my aunt's corn juice is not as good as my cousin's squeezed taste, and there is a unique taste missing, hehehe." Wen Xing'er took a sip of the steaming corn juice, squinted her eyes with satisfaction, and her whole demeanor was very attractive at this time, and she didn't exaggerate about it.

"Meimei, this cup is yours, you taste it." Ye Lang handed it to Tian Mei with his own hands, and after thanking her sweetly, she took it, and she also took a sip.

In the mouth, it has a creamy sensation, and the unique flavor of corn immediately fills the mouthful.

Very beautiful taste, Wen Xinger is not exaggerating, the taste is really good.

Tianmei also drank her mother's freshly squeezed corn juice, which was completely inconsistent with the taste of Ye Lang's freshly squeezed corn juice at this time.

However, although the taste of the two is different, there is no difference between high and low, and there is no one who tastes good and who does not taste good.

"Is it good? Meimei? ”

Wen Xing'er also opened her satisfied eyes, and looked intently at Tian Mei and Ye Lang, who were sitting opposite,

Just after Ye Lang handed over the corn juice to Sweet, he took the opportunity to sit next to Sweet, and the distance between the two people was super close!

Wen Xing'er felt that the corn juice that still remained in her mouth tasted a little bitter.

"It's delicious." Sweet replied lightly to Wen Xing'er, and then continued to taste the corn juice.

"Cousin, I still want to drink, is there still a kitchen?" Wen Xing'er laughed to herself, and then spoke to Ye Lang coquettishly.

After learning that there was still corn juice in the kitchen, she drank the corn juice in the cup in one gulp, and before Ye Lang could stop it, Wen Xing'er sprayed it at the opposite side of her.

"It's hot, it's hot!"

Yes, it was to the other side, opposite her happened to be sitting Tian Mei and Ye Lang, Ye Lang didn't have time to react to Tian Mei, he reflexively hugged Tian Mei in his arms.

The corn juice that squirted out of Wen Xing'er's mouth was partly sprayed onto Ye Lang's back.

"Cousin" Wen Xing'er couldn't speak, she was stunned at this moment!

"Cousin! Cousin, are you alright, woo woo, I didn't mean to, yes, cloth! Gotta wipe it up! Wen Xing'er had tears in her eyes, and when Huang Shen came back, she immediately ran into the bathroom to get a towel for Ye Lang to wipe it.

"Are you alright?" Ye Lang asked the person in his arms, the people in his arms were wide-eyed, they didn't blink, and they didn't know what they were thinking, but they were scared, right?

Ye Lang frowned, the sweetness in his memory was not such a timid person!

"Meimei?" Another shout, the person in his arms finally came back to his senses.

"Oh my God! Are you okay! Look at your hair, and on your body, it's all corn juice! "Sweet is not frightened, but stunned!

Ye Lang's movements were too fast, as if they were reflexes, and when she was hugged, her heart was pounding wildly, and then it seemed that the blood could not supply her brain, so she was slow to react.

"It's okay, it's not very hot, but luckily you're okay, if it all happens to you, maybe you'll cry." Ye Lang was still joking with Tianmei, and sweetly patted Ye Lang's chest and made him serious.

Let go of the sweetness, Ye Lang sat directly on the solid wood floor of the living room, and then Wen Xing'er ran out of the bathroom, she sat beside Ye Lang on her knees, and then took a towel to wipe Ye Lang up.

"Cousin, why are you blocking it?" When Wen Xing'er wiped the corn juice on Ye Lang's hair, the words in his mouth collapsed directly without thinking about it.

"What do you mean, if you don't block me, it's hard to hide, Meimei is directly opposite you." Ye Lang suddenly felt that what Wen Xing'er just said was so annoying?

Wen Xing'er was a little panicked, but after all, she was a person who had seen the market, she immediately reacted back, and then said with a straight face, "Cousin, I don't mean that, I just mean why don't you pull Meimei to avoid that position, if you dodge, you must not be full of corn juice now!" ”

Ye Lang naturally knew that there was also a way to dodge, but if he couldn't dodge, he could only step forward and block it! Sweet arm is just not long, he doesn't want Sweet to be hurt by anything, he would rather be injured himself than Sweet Hurt!

"Okay, it's okay, the corn juice is not very hot, you should pay attention to yourself next time you drink it." It's really not very hot, Ye Lang doesn't know why Wen Xing'er feels so hot, he just vomited it out after being hot.

Wen Xing'er obediently agreed to Ye Lang's words, and when Ye Lang reached out to wipe her hair, she still obediently handed it to Ye Lang, but her kneeling body did not leave Ye Lang half a step.

Sweet sat in the sand and watched Wen Xing'er's movements, words, and those feelings

She also !! Some feel sorry for Ye Lang!