Chapter 162: The Originator of the Draft (82) First Kiss
The two washed and dried kittens were like briquettes, with black hair all over their bodies, and only four paws were snow-white.
What's even more amazing is that their chests are the same as briquettes, with a small white mass, which looks like a heart from a distance.
"It's the briquettes that are back!" Mother Bai also shed tears.
There are two kittens, just one for Qin Zhen and Mother Bai.
Under the repeated urging of the system, Bolan spoke: "Actually, briquettes have a very secret hobby, if these two kittens are the same, then it is really the reincarnation of briquettes." β
"What hobby?"
"What hobby?"
Facing the two eager faces, Bolan continued to say seriously: "Briquettes like human food, and they especially like spicy food, such as bowl chicken. The average cat can't stand it, if these two kittens like it too......"
Mother Bai yelled: "You go buy a bowl chicken, quickly!" β
Bolan blinked: "...... Why me? β
"We're going to accompany the briquettes!"
"We're going to accompany the briquettes!"
Again, in unison.
Bolan looked up to the sky and sighed, and turned to go out in resignation.
What a mother and daughter, a girlfriend, in front of a cat, all turned plastic!
Oh no, it's two cats.
When the bowl chicken was bought, the two kittens were standing in front of a row of goat milk, canned food, and cat food, holding their little hairy heads high, looking like they were sworn to death.
Bolan opened the bag and took out the bowl chicken and placed it next to the cat food.
"Meow~"
"Meow~"
The two little heads immediately squeezed over and feasted on it.
Mother Bai and Qin Zhen looked at the scene in front of them and felt incredible. But soon, ecstasy replaced surprise.
It's really briquettes back! It's a great feeling to have it back.
Two kittens, one named Little Briquette, stayed in the Bai family. The other was called a coal ball, which was brought back to Sichuan City by Qin Zhen.
System: "......" Anyway, I can't get rid of briquettes in this life.
Every time I was on a video with Qin Zhentong, the two girls each held a clone-like kitten, not to mention how warm and interesting the atmosphere was.
For Bolan's past to secretly take briquettes out to eat, Bai's mother talked about it for a week. After all, she prepares all kinds of delicacies for the little briquettes every day.
Seeing that the little briquette was eating and drinking so nonsense, and everything was normal, Mother Bai was completely relieved.
Qin Zhen's side can also feast on the small briquettes every day. Through the fission of the system divided into two, it is a bit of a joy to become a cat winner.
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In the year of the college entrance examination, Bolan applied for the Chuancheng Conservatory of Music. Chu Qinqin applied for the Capital University of Communication and Communication, and during the operation of Bolan's support club, her talent and talent in this area were fully revealed, and it is foreseeable that in a few years, there will be one more powerful behind-the-scenes figure in the entertainment industry.
With Bolan's encouragement, Qin Zhen also picked up the textbook again.
The two successfully received the admission letter, and now, they are not only "colleagues", but also classmates.
When Bolan and Qin Zhen took the notice to "show off" to Tong Fei, Tong Fei hooked his lips and smiled, telling them that he had been admitted to the graduate school of Sichuan City Conservatory of Music.
"It's called Senior Sister." It was Tong Fei's turn to be proud.
Qin Zhen slapped the stage angrily: "Okay, you have been hiding from us for so long, the next time we meet, I will scratch your armpits!" β
Bolan was also angry: "Stinky Fei, you wait, I'll come to you immediately, I'm going to duel with you!" β
Tong Fei on the screen calmly picked up Erlang's legs: "Come on, I'll wait." Whoever doesn't come is a kitten. β
"Meow~"
"Meow~"
On the other two ends of the video, two kittens who were suddenly cue poked their heads into the screen with cute faces. The round contact lenses and small nose are cute.
The three sisters continued to play around in the air. Friendship is like that, it can turn ordinary little things into fun, it can make people naΓ―ve like a child, and happy like a child.
Thinking that soon, the life of getting along with each other at the Chuancheng Conservatory of Music will start again, and the three sisters are full of expectations.
For the rest of the summer vacation, Bolan participated in the short-term volunteer teaching organized by Huang Hong, making up lessons for the children there in Ling County.
Bolan brought a lot of new books, paper, pens and clothes, as well as a large bag of sweets.
She will never forget the precious and almost sacred expressions of the children when they sat in the humble classroom, carefully stroking the books with their little hands, and she will never forget the smiles on the children's faces when they ate the candy.
It was the most innocent and bright smile in the world. Like a hundred flowers blooming, the spring breeze blows on the face, so that Bolan's heart is so gentle that it is almost melting.
On his eighteenth birthday, it was the tail of August. Bolan remained in Ling County.
During the day, she received countless blessings. The children also carefully knitted a flower crown for her with small flowers, and Bolan loved it so much that she wore it all day long.
At night, Bolan climbed to the top of the mountain alone to see the stars.
The night was falling, the air was crisp, and the sky was filled with bright stars that could not be seen in the city.
Wearing a light yellow dress, Bolan's slightly curly hair is naturally draped over her shoulders, and her face under the flower crown is more delicate than a flower.
Originally, I wanted to invite Qin Zhen and Tong Fei over today, but they happened to have something to do. And Cen Xing was too busy with the exam to come.
This feeling of tranquility is very beautiful, but the lonely birthday has some faint regrets after all.
Touching the flower crown on her head, Bolan remembered the bouquet of small flowers that Cen Xing had given her when he confessed. The bouquet had been made into dried flowers, and she always carried it with her.
But the person who sent the flowers was different from her.
Suddenly, Bolan pricked up her ears. In the silence of the night, no matter how light the footsteps are, they cannot be ignored.
Thinking of a possibility, Bolan got up and sped backwards, quickly crashing into a familiar embrace.
Clean, crisp, thicker and warmer.
On that night, Cen Xing gave Bolan a song "Seven Miles of Incense".
ββ¦β¦
The plump ears of rice make the season happy
And your cheeks are like ripe tomatoes in a field
You suddenly said to me that the name of Nanachirika is beautiful
I just want to kiss your stubborn mouth at the moment
β¦β¦β
The green grass in the mountains, the lush trees, the flying summer insects, the stars in the sky and the bright moon witnessed the slightly green and affectionate first kiss between the two.
Two years later, at the end of November, just after the wee hours of the morning. Bolan was about to make a video to wish Cen Xing a happy birthday, and Cen Xing had already called first.
"I'm 22!"
In the middle of the night, it was a chic autumn breeze, and Cen Xing actually sat on the roof and announced excitedly.
ββ¦β¦ I know, happy birthday. β
For Cen Xing's "artist behavior" from time to time, Bolan has become commonplace.
The corners of Cen Xing's eyes and eyebrows were all smiling: "I'm of legal age!" Lan Lan, let's get married! β
Bolan: "......"
"Okay? I'm booking a ticket right now. β
"Not good!"