After admiring myself in front of the mirror, I picked up the phone on the bed and looked at the time.

It's almost half past eleven.

The time he agreed with Liu Quan and his gang was when they finished eating at noon.

Based on the current time, he can get from home to near the school.

He went downstairs, and Downnian was sitting on the couch watching a movie.

"Do you really skip lunch at noon?" Tang Sinian got dressed, and the clothes were about to go out of the rack and asked, "Ready to go out?" ”

"Hmm." Song Ci's can be regarded as a face-saving response: "Brother Quan" for lunch at noon? Guan Dongzhu called him, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he pulled his clothes: "Brother Quan? ”

"Ahh

He woke up suddenly, his hands swinging rapidly, his mouth still breathing.

"What's wrong with Brother Quan?" Shorthair immediately surrounded him.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"Are you alright, Brother Quan?"

"Where's the injury? What's going on? ”

Liu Quan was awake from the cigarette butt, and his left index and middle fingers were burned.

Seeing this, Guan Dongzhu hurriedly ran to the vending machine to buy a bottle of iced mineral water, and dragged Liu Quan's hand to pour it on.

"Huh..." Liu Quan frowned, and he gasped in pain.

"Brother Quan, bear with me." Guan Dongzhu looked at the brother next to him, and was also a little anxious: "Go buy a popsicle!" ”

"Hey, good!" Shorthair nodded, stepped out of his legs, and ran to the store.

"Brother Quan, how can you still burn a cigarette!" Guan Dongzhu didn't know what to say, and it was worth sighing.

"If this hand is burned, how can I get a tattoo with someone in the future! But it's counting on this technology to survive. ”

"Huh." Liu Quan chuckled: "What's the matter?" You still expect me to raise you for the rest of your life! ”

"You know I didn't think about it?" Guan Dongzhu touched his burned place with his hand: "Does it hurt?" ”

"You're!" Liu Quan grinned in pain and scolded: "You are burned by cigarette butts, try if it hurts!" ”

"Well deserved!" "Brother Quan?" Guan Dongzhu called him, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he pulled his clothes: "Brother Quan? ”

"Ahh

He woke up suddenly, his hands swinging rapidly, his mouth still breathing.

"What's wrong with Brother Quan?" Shorthair immediately surrounded him.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"Are you alright, Brother Quan?"

"Where's the injury? What's going on? ”

Liu Quan was awake from the cigarette butt, and his left index and middle fingers were burned.

Seeing this, Guan Dongzhu hurriedly ran to the vending machine to buy a bottle of iced mineral water, and dragged Liu Quan's hand to pour it on.

"Huh..." Liu Quan frowned, and he gasped in pain.

"Brother Quan, bear with me." Guan Dongzhu looked at the brother next to him, and was also a little anxious: "Go buy a popsicle!" ”

"Hey, good!" Shorthair nodded, stepped out of his legs, and ran to the store.

"Brother Quan, how can you still burn a cigarette!" Guan Dongzhu didn't know what to say, and it was worth sighing.

"If this hand is burned, how can I get a tattoo with someone in the future! But it's counting on this technology to survive. ”

"Huh." Liu Quan chuckled: "What's the matter?" You still expect me to raise you for the rest of your life! ”

"You know I didn't think about it?" Guan Dongzhu touched his burned place with his hand: "Does it hurt?" ”

"You're!" Liu Quan grinned in pain and scolded: "You are burned by cigarette butts, try if it hurts!" ”

"Well deserved!"

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