Chapter 12: Scumbag?
Sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains on Plum Plum's face.
With the "kind" alarm clock, Meng Mei woke up.
Rubbing his hair, the first thing he did was not to wash his face and brush his teeth, but to walk to the balcony half-asleep and look at the paper he had framed.
As a result, my heart was overjoyed: hahaha, God is helping me, I succeeded on the first attempt, and neither of them collapsed.
After spending the morning in the room, the color of the plum rose for the third time.
After eating, I went downstairs to get a courier.
Go back to your room and sit down, just set up and get ready to continue.
"Ahhh ”
Looking at the abrupt red, the blue pigment was turned purple. Mei felt like her head was on fire.
TM's preliminary work is all wasted.
Fan stood aside and buckled the corner of the table, silent.
"Don't come into my house again, and don't be naughty with my things again." , Meng Mei suppressed the anger in her heart, and silently thought in her heart: This is my brother, this is my brother......
Thinking of the extra piece of paper I mounted, I feel a lot better.
I was going to re-write the draft, thinking that the plastic eraser should be easier to use, because Fan often used it as plasticine to play, Ping didn't care, and put it on the living room table.
But now that I take it out, it's hardened??? And what the hell is the little white nub on it???
When I got it to my nose and smelled it, there was a smell of raw flour, and I thought it must be when Fan Fan secretly dragged a little bit of his mother's live noodles and kneaded them to the eraser.
At this time, Amamei was really about to explode on the spot, and the picture couldn't be drawn, so she immediately decided to go out with her roommate.
The four of them found a bubble tea shop and sat down.
"A cup of poplar nectar, more ice", Amaranth Mei stretched her long face, feeling that she urgently needed to reduce the fire.
"Meizi, what's wrong, who made you so unhappy, I'll cut him." , Dong Zhu looked indignant.
"Forget it, Zhu, my brother, he always has itchy hands and loves to destroy, and my pictures have been ruined."
Li Tong couldn't help but empathize: "Meizi, don't be angry, don't you still have us to accompany you!" My brother is like this, he doesn't fight for three days, and he goes to the house to uncover the tiles. ”
Meng Mei couldn't help but be surprised when she saw An Miao today: "Miao, why are you here today, you finally don't go to class on the weekend, don't you usually date your boyfriend?" ”
"We haven't seen each other lately."
Plum smelled an unusual smell: "Didn't he come to see you last time you were sick last time?" ”
"No, he said he was busy and couldn't leave for a while."
"Okay, he's busy, but can't he spare time for once every three days?"
"Isn't he saying anything to you often lately
Have you eaten, go to bed early
I was tired from the day of class
Wear more and drink hot water
I've been really busy lately
Don't make a fuss, no
What do you say is what
This kind of thing. ”
An Miao was silent.
The three of them already had the answer in their hearts.
An Miao's hand holding the cup tightened, and she said softly: "Actually, I have recently discovered that he has a very close relationship with a senior sister, but ...... But he used to ...... It's good for me. ”
Meng Mei hugged An Miao's thin shoulders: "Miao, if he really splits his legs, it's not worth it to be sad for him, don't break up yet, then it will completely fulfill him." Let's catch him first, beat him up, and then we'll break up. ”
Finally, An Miao nodded sadly.
"Oh, Miao, you are so beautiful, you have a gentle personality, and your grades are good, losing you is his loss."
"yes, yes, it's not worth it."
"We're sure to meet something better in the future."
……
After the comfort of her roommate, An Miao's inner depression during this time was relieved a lot.
Meng Mei had already thrown her brother's little shit out of the clouds, which was nothing compared to An Miao.