Chapter 5 The Feelings of Death
Doodoo~Doodoo~Doodoo~
Yan Ting's WeChat prompt sound kept coming
Looking down, Liqing ???
"Brother Ting, Brother Ting, the rivers and lakes are in emergency."
"I'm in love, and the woman in the black dress is about to snatch my soul away."
"I'm going to take her, get her attention, tickle her taste buds!!"
"You must help me"
Before Yan Ting could ask how to help, the information came in a hurry, and Yan Ting was in his heart: ......
"Brother Ting, you sing black face in a while, I sing white face"
"You're in charge of indifference, facial paralysis, and a stinky face. I'm in charge of exuding my masculinity and being a warm-hearted citizen!! β
"This highlights my goodness even more, I'm really a genius, hahaha~"
Yan Ting's eyes at this time were no different from looking at a fool.
Wang Liqing turned his head to look at An Miao, the hooligan's expression was exactly the same as that of Meng Mei, and there was also an aggressiveness that people couldn't ignore.
Seemingly nonchalantly, he picked up the glass and took a contrived sip of lemonade. I accidentally put a little too much lemon before, and I almost didn't sour Wang Liqing to death.
The idea of forcibly pressing down and spitting it out is really sour and bitter, and the character design is the most important. He twitched the corner of his eye, and a wicked smile came.
"Ahemβ"
Mei Mei, who was looking at a beautiful man, was choked and felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly, which was so greasy.
The three of Yan Ting all had a feeling of being splashed with oil.
Wang Liqing thought that Meng Mei's reaction was that she was handsome, and her charm had already radiated, and her eyes looked at An Miao even hotter.
Meng Mei pulled An Miao behind her in disgust and glared at Wang Liqing.
Yan Ting felt that he was embarrassed, and pulled his arm: "Let's order." β
Wang Balloon took the menu contrivedly and glanced at it: lemon stewed pigeon, lemon chicken balls, lotus leaf lemon lean meat soup, Xuanxiang lemon chicken, rock sugar lemon paste......
The lemonade just now had already left a deep shadow on him, and he suddenly lost his appetite when he looked at these dishes.
"Miao Miao, the first time I saw a man doing this, it was the cold wind next to me that suited my appetite." , pursed his lips in disgust, and moved with the pear vortex.
Hypocritical and cute, Yan Ting didn't realize that his heartbeat quietly missed a beat.
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Wiping her mouth, Mei Mei pulled An Miao and prepared to go to the checkout.
Wang Liqing couldn't sit still like a nail on his chair: "Brother Ting, let's go, let's eat." β
But his eyes moved with An Miao, and the sea of people was vast, so he was afraid that he would never see him again, and he wanted to follow immediately to ask for contact information.
"Whatever you want, go boldly." , Yan Ting smiled.
He had already figured out the little Jiujiu in his heart, and understood that people were not interesting to him at all, but Yan Ting saw through it and didn't say anything, knowing that he didn't hit the south wall at all.
It's 25, and it's time to practice.
Wang Liqing thought he was chic: "Beauty, meeting is fate, I think we are quite eye-catching, leave a contact information." β
I'm afraid that An Miao's personality is too good to deal with, so I have long seen that this greasy thing is not pleasing to the eye: "Do you suffer from cataracts or glaucoma?" Which eye saw our Jia Miao and thought you were in love? βγ
"Are you narcissistic? Are you greasy? Or is it with your fandom of self-confidence? What are you dangling with an old gray woolen thread on your head? β
The angry Amame shook her hair back.
"You, you, youββββ"
Wang Balloon was speechless, and at this time he happened to see Yan Ting come out, and he was expecting to help him go back, but the big guy didn't T_T say anything
Hearing that he was scolded, Yan Ting felt that what people said was also the truth, and wanted him to pass this maturity, and at the same time admired this woman's character.
An Miao on the side gently pulled the corner of her clothes: "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." β
Originally, Wang Balloon took the initiative to come over, and even if he was scolded, he would not lose a piece of meat, but now he really felt that he was completely cold.
On such a hot day, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and he couldn't help but shiver, and his brain was a little cloudy.
Looking at Wang Liqing's appearance, Yan Ting felt pitiful for him.