The next day, Qiu Yuan, an affectionate man, still honestly started his own diamond miner.

I don't know when I will be able to start my own business according to this progress, build a fish pond to raise fish, and then experience the feeling of being a sea king in the future.

However, Qiu Yuan is now the little crucian carp in Lin Wanxiang's fish pond, and there is still a big koi fish in her fish pond.

It's a pity that from Monday to Friday, the only one who can accompany Lin Wanxiang is Qiuyuan, a small crucian carp.

It's the same today, Qiu Yuan didn't even deliberately say hello to Lin Wanxiang, and came to the library to sit down directly at noon.

Not long after she sat down, Lin Wanxiang, a female ghost, floated from nowhere, and sat opposite Qiuyuan.

Qiu Yuan didn't ask much about last night's incident, Qiu Yuan, a little crucian carp, didn't need to inquire about Lin Wanxiang's family affairs, as a diamond miner, he only needed to open his arms to mine, as for the mineral dispute, it was not Qiu Yuan's concern.

Before Qiu Yuan came, she went to the three canteens to buy a cup of red bean porridge, and when Lin Wanxiang sat down, Qiu Yuan pushed the cup of red bean porridge and a small note to her hand.

Lin Wanxiang likes to drink red bean porridge, Qiu Yuan asked Zhao Hanwei to inquire from the squad leader Shi Fangzheng yesterday, Zhao Hanwei's good brother is really easy to use, as long as he goes out to inquire about any girl's information, he can find out a thing or two.

It stands to reason that Lin Wanxiang should be very happy to see that Qiu Yuan specially brought her a cup of red bean porridge.

Sure enough, Qiu Yuan soon received the reward for bringing this cup of red bean porridge.

"You have received a $50 reward"

Three yuan of red bean porridge for fifty yuan, which is cool.

This is still a reward for Lin Wanxiang to take a look at the red bean porridge in her hand, but Lin Wanxiang did not take the cup of porridge pushed by Qiu Yuan.

She glanced down at the note that came with the red bean porridge.

'I was afraid you were hungry, so I bought a cup first.' ’

“……”

Lin Wanxiang showed a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face, and her lips kept pursing lightly, and she raised her head to look at Qiu Yuan.

No, girl... You don't dislike what I've touched like Ren Ying, do you?

Of course, Lin Wanxiang doesn't dislike what Qiu Yuan has touched, the reason why she shows an embarrassed expression is...

She also bought red bean porridge.

Lin Wanxiang silently took out a cup of packaged hot porridge from her hand, and after seeing Qiu Yuan's stunned expression, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she took out a second cup from under the table with some embarrassment.

This girl not only bought herself a cup of red bean porridge, but also bought a cup for Qiu Yuan.

Qiu Yuan looked at the three cups of red bean porridge on the library table a little speechlessly, and when she met Lin Wanxiang's eyes again, her eyes were full of a sense of request.

You're trying to force me to drink porridge?

Qiu Yuan understood Lin Wanxiang's eyes, and changed it to a bowl of red bean porridge for nothing, and Qiu Yuan was very happy.

But the question is whether Qiu Yuan is full at noon today, or is he full to the point of being a little flatulent.

Because Qiu Yuan had long expected that at noon today, Lin Wanxiang, the female ghost, would definitely catch her fierce **, and Qiu Yuan was afraid that she would not become a dry corpse if she didn't eat enough.

So now Qiu Yuan's stomach really has no place to put a little thing, and if he drinks it again, it will be piled up to his throat.

When Lin Wanxiang wanted to secretly push two of the three cups to Qiu Yuan, Qiu Yuan blocked the movement path of the two cups of red bean porridge on the table with his arm.

As a result, the girl was a little reluctant, and raised the two cups of porridge to her arm, wanting to cross Qiu Yuan.

Qiu Yuan hurriedly raised his arm to block it again, and finally Lin Wanxiang took two cups of red bean porridge and probed up and down, and found that there was no way to break through Qiu Yuan's defense.

She looked at Qiu Yuan with some dissatisfied eyes, and Qiu Yuan replied to her with a mouth shape, "It's full!" ’

Lin Wanxiang picked up the pen in a little hurry, wrote a paragraph on the note, and then pushed it to Qiu Yuan.

I had lunch before I came, and I couldn't drink either of them. ’

'One and a half cups in the middle!' Qiu Yuan also replied to Lin Wanxiang.

Qiu Yuan felt a little weird when he wrote this, it was originally the plot of bringing lunch to Lin Wanxiang, the normal love development to the plot should be the sweet one, and the development of licking the dog is the basic skill of the spare tire.

But now it's like the two sides are dueling, and whoever loses can grab the other party's collar and pour these three cups of red bean porridge into the opponent's mouth until they vomit.

'One person and half, how do you divide it?' This time it's Lin Wanxiang's turn to be strange, there are not many straws, and Lin Wanxiang has a very serious cleanliness habit, and she can't touch anything that others have drunk.

"You just drink it first, and there's a question, you should be the kind of person who can't eat when others look at it." ’

Qiu Yuan needs to use his brain to digest the food in his stomach to make room for the upcoming red bean porridge.

Although Lin Wanxiang was puzzled, she didn't ask much under the temptation of those eternal quatrains, she opened her notebook and wrote down a word that she had pondered all night last night.

After returning to the dormitory from home yesterday, I was preparing for today's Flying Flower Order, and the specific preparation was to think of a bunch of words that I really wanted to see them turn into ancient poems.

After Lin Wanxiang came out with the first question, she pushed the notebook to Qiu Yuan, then picked up the first cup of red bean porridge at hand, gently bit the straw, and sucked it silently.

During the period of drinking porridge, her eyes were always on Qiu Yuan, and from Qiu Yuan's contemplative face, she saw Qiu Yuan's hand turning the pen.

Lin Wanxiang's word is 'sea', this word is also easy to write poetry, but Qiu Ye still implements a procrastination trick, if you don't drag a poem in a few seconds, even if the ink in Qiu Yuan's stomach is too much, it will be squeezed dry by Lin Wanxiang.

During the delay, Qiu Yuan looked at the records in his notebook, the records of the last Feihua Order were still there, but Lin Wanxiang wrote a lot of notes next to the poems written by Qiu Yuan.

She didn't seem to be planning to copy the verses and move them to a more empty place for commentary.

Because this is Qiu Yuan's original manuscript, the original manuscript is no less important in Lin Wanxiang's eyes than the authentic works of those famous paintings, so Lin Wanxiang carefully wrote notes next to Qiu Yuan's original manuscript.

The words of the annotation are very small but very neat, it looks dense, and the most annotated content is the song "Acacia", Lin Wanxiang wrote a lot of feelings on the sentence "May you pick more", and some of the feelings also made Qiu Yuan want to laugh when he saw it.

It's equivalent to the kind of little girl holding a flower and pulling the petals, thinking, 'He likes me', 'Does he like me?' 'Is this a confession?' 'What should I do?' Something like that, it feels... Something seems wrong?

Qiu Yuan didn't bother to think about it, this sentence of poetry Qiu Yuan held back for ten minutes, and Lin Wanxiang was also drinking red bean porridge in small sips next to him.

She really didn't seem to be able to drink it, and it took ten minutes to drink half of a cup of red bean porridge.

Qiu Yuan saw that she was almost drunk, so he wrote a sentence "Confidant in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other", and handed it over.

Lin Wanxiang also hurriedly put down the red bean porridge that was halfway drunk in her hand, and then handed over the money with one hand and the delivery to Qiu Yuan with the other.

She took the notebook with some joy and wanted to read the poems written by Qiu Yuanxin carefully... saw Qiu Yuan tear off the lid of the red bean porridge she drank halfway through.

This action made Lin Wanxiang not in the mood to read the poem, and stared at Qiu Yuan with some stunned eyes.

Qiu Yuan took the cup of red bean porridge as if he was drinking traditional Chinese medicine, and he just dried it in one bite with the principle of not wasting food.

This... This is what she has drunk, Lin Wanxiang is a little overwhelmed, and when she took a small sip with a straw before, she must have spit out a small part of it back.

However, Qiu Yuan was really about to vomit, and the moment a large mouthful of red bean porridge entered his mouth, the feeling of bloating made Qiu Yuan almost not vomit.

But Qiu Yuanqiang held back and covered his mouth with one hand, and pointed to the notebook in Lin Wanxiang's hand with the other, telling Wanxiang sister not to look at me! Look at the notebook!

Qiu Yuan's reminder, Lin Wanxiang silently lowered her head, but her eyes couldn't help but secretly look at Qiu Yuan, who was competing with red bean porridge.

What the fuck is this human suffering.

Qiu Yuan really regretted why he had eaten so much at noon.

But why does this red bean porridge have a taste of green apples?

Qiu Yuan glanced up at Lin Wanxiang inexplicably, and after the two looked at each other, Lin Wanxiang hurriedly lowered her head and continued to look at the notebook, while Qiu Yuan noticed that Lin Wanxiang's lips were full of jelly texture.

The autumn season is dry, and this girl carries lipstick with her when she goes out, it seems that although Lin Wanxiang doesn't like makeup, she is still a delicate girl in other places.

It turned out to be the smell of tuberose girl lipstick.

Qiu Yuan was not in the mood to taste this taste now, and the tumbling ingredients in his stomach made Qiu Yuan feel nauseous.

"You've got a perfect massage"

"+3 for your singing skills"

God TM Perfect Massage Opportunity... Can I use it for myself? Qiu Yuan really wanted to give his stomach a press now.

This is a lesson, and when you come to mine in the next few days, you will never be so full again!