Invitations?

Si Ting's handsome brows twisted, he does things in his own branch, he needs an invitation?

So he really didn't.

"I heard that I can't get in without an invitation." Yin Lian said.

Si Tinghui looked up at He Yi, "Go get two." ”

He translates "......"

Do they need an invitation? Wouldn't it be nice to just brush your face? Fei for this?

Si Tinghui said it so simply, Yin Lian once again confirmed his guess.

Sure enough, he was from the Zhongzhou Si family.

Just when Yin Lian was in a trance, the sound of He Yi kicking the door interrupted her thoughts.

Yin Lian turned his head to look at He Yi, who was standing in front of the door, kicked twice with his foot, and waited for Yin Yulan to open the door, but after waiting for a while, the door did not open.

In the room, Yin Yulan sat in front of the computer and looked at the door with the eyes of an idiot.

"Huh? Strange? ”

He Yi stared at his toes, he remembered that Yin Lian kicked the door like this just now, why was it his turn, and he didn't react at all?

He Yi kicked the door twice again, but there was still no response.

"Yin Lian, how did you do it?" He Yi couldn't help but come to Yin Lian's side and ask.

Yin Lian looked at his feet, "Just kick." ”

"Then I kicked it too, why didn't he open the door?" He Yi didn't understand.

"Then you ask him." Yin Lian really didn't know, she just didn't bother to knock on the door with her hands, so she used her feet.

After thinking for a while, He Yi muttered to himself, "Could it be that the rhythm and strength of the kicking door are wrong?" ”

"You give me a gesture, and I'll try again."

Yin Lian "......"

He Yi saw that the big guy was sitting there wrong, and continued: "If I learn this skill, if you are not at home in the future, I can also talk to him!" You see how lonely, empty, and cold he stays in his room alone every day! ”

Yin Lian felt that the person he wanted to chat with was He Yi.

However, what He Yi said made her heart move, if she was delayed one day and couldn't come back, He Yi could also help.

Thinking of this, Yin Lian stretched out his foot and kicked the table leg, "That's it." ”

"You do it again, I'll count the rhythm." He Yi stared at Yin Lian's feet with serious eyes.

Yin Lian felt that this look was particularly silly.

After learning from his teacher, He Yi came to the door of Yin Yulan's room again, silently counting the rhythm in his heart.

"1, 2 kicks, 1, 2 kicks-"

A second passed.

Five seconds passed.

A minute passed.

It was quiet in the room and in the living room.

He Yi only felt a crow screaming 'idiot' flying over his head.

Yin Lian looked at the time, it was past 7 o'clock, and it was time for dinner.

"Would you like to eat?" Yin Lian looked at Si Tingyu and asked.

During this time, Si Tingyu invited him.

"Okay." Si Tingyu stood up unceremoniously.

Yin Lian picked up his mobile phone, came to Yin Yulan's door, kicked it casually, the door opened, Yin Yulan walked out of it, followed Yin Lian, obedient and honest.

He Yi reached out and scratched his head, confused.

"Tell me, kid, why don't you open the door if I kick it out? What do you listen to to discern Yin Lian? The rhythm is exactly the same! And I think I'm in the right place, right? You can't be clairvoyant, are you? Or do you have antennae on your head? Induction? ”

He Yi Balabala followed Yin Yulan's side and said.

Yin Yulan didn't react at all.

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