Yu Shu slapped and scolded: "Lao Tzu thinks that your folk music club has nothing to do, so the folk music club that I just reported, day by day, use me as a tool to call, why am I so miserable." ”

Wen Qiao glanced at her and smiled: "Sister don't say a few words, the later tone repair will increase the difficulty of the work." ”

Yu Shu burst into a foul mouth: "For the sake of the fuck, for the sake of your beauty, forget it." ”

The four of them shot a total of five videos, one solo video for each person, plus an ensemble video.

The snow is falling, and the scenery is beautiful.

The video shot is so beautiful that it touches people's hearts, and Yu Shu has to be impressed by the charm of folk music.

These girls really love folk music and interpret the beauty of folk music with their hearts.

She actually admires these schoolgirls in her heart.

After filming, Yu Shu sat in the pavilion and crossed Erlang's legs: "Lao Tzu is gone, quit the group." ”

Lu Youyou hugged her: "Don't think about it, you, you are a member of the Folk Music Club in life, and death is the soul of the Folk Music Club, don't think about going out when you come in." ”

"Dare to love you, this is still a black shop."

"Invite my sister to eat hot pot at night, okay?"

Yu Shu squinted at her: "If you want to eat, eat the best." ”

"No problem, the best hot pot restaurant, I've already booked a seat, let's go."

This Lu Youyou was going to have a treat, how to say that she is also the president, this kind of collective activity must be invited by the president.

When she ran to the cashier after eating, the counter told her that she had already paid for it, and it was a boy in a sweatshirt who came to buy the order.

Lu Youyou ran over and pointed at Dong Yao: "Did you pay for it?" ”

The girls of the Chinese Music Club were all lacking in roots, and looked at Dong Yao: "Youyou said to pay, why did you rush to buy it?" ”

Dong Yao doubted his life: "Yes, why did I rush to buy it." ”

Lu Youyou stared at him: "So why are you rushing to buy it?" ”

Five pairs of big confused eyes stared at him, and Dong Yao patted the chopsticks: "I have money, I'm willing to buy it, can't I?" ”

The four of them had a 'so see' expression on their faces, and Lu Youyou was quite unconvinced: "I'm not bad for money, okay?" ”

Dong Yao was too lazy to talk to her: "Next time you invite, I won't rob it." ”

Lu Youyou looked 'It's pretty much the same'.

Wen Qiao doesn't like to post selfies of his life on social media, but Lu Youyou likes it.

Lu Youyou can swipe more than a dozen screens a day.

So, Fu Nanli watched a live broadcast, where did they go to play.

Wen Qiao and they stayed in Hangzhou for two days, took the cable car, burned incense, and enjoyed the lake.

He arrived home at 6 p.m. the next day.

The snow stopped, there was a thick pile of snow in the corner of the doorway, the courtyard door was open, the lights were on in the living room, she was wearing a red hat, carrying a suitcase, and the moment she pushed the door open, she thought she was wrong.

Choked by the cold wind, Wen Qiao couldn't help coughing, the man stood up and walked towards her, Wen Qiao looked at her mother nervously and apprehensively.

Fu Nanli reached out and grabbed her wrist, Wen Qiao leaned back slightly, looked at Fu Nanli, and didn't dare to move.

His broad hand gently patted her back: "The cold is not good, I ran out to play on a snowy day, is it freezing again?" ”

The posture and tone were extremely intimate, and Wen Qiao whispered, "Why are you here?" ”

His gaze swept over her face, and his hand strained slightly: "Can't I come?" ”

In a panic, Wen Qiao didn't notice the questioning tone in his tone, "My mother doesn't know ......"

The person had been dragged into the living room by him, the door was closed, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, it was very warm, Wen Qiao was untying the scarf around his neck while thinking about his words.

Wonderful Book House