The pen walks the dragon and snake with a proud and free spirit, like a young phoenix with wings soaring, wanton and proud.

Good word!

Ji Bowen praised Gu Jiuli for not hiding it at all, as if Gu Jiuli was really in heaven and on earth.

Luo Yurong was upstairs with cold feelings and loneliness, and when she looked down, she saw that they were laughing and laughing.

I went downstairs after a long time.

pretended to pass by their desk casually, and then complimented Gu Jiuli according to Ji Bowen's words.

To be honest, although Gu Jiuli didn't suit her heart, she really had nothing to say.

Last time at the Wang family's banquet, she voted for Gu Jiuli.

One is one, two is two, and she will never be biased towards people who do well in Chinese culture.

It's rare that Luo Yurong didn't choke her, and now it's still the New Year, Gu Jiuli didn't mention the disagreement between the two before, but invited casually: "Grandma wants to come and show her hand?" ”

Ji Bowen didn't want to be too stiff at home, and seeing that Gu Jiuli had the intention to ease, he said, "Since the child is sincere in asking for advice, then you can point and point." ”

When Luo Yurong heard this, she suppressed the little joy in her heart, and walked to the desk with a posture, "Then I'll write a copy too." ”

After writing it, Ji Bowen couldn't help but show his hand.

In this way, all the couplets of the old house were contracted by them, even on Evergrande's side.

Gu Jiuli pulled Ji Ruchen to paste the couplet.

took the tape handed over by the servant, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Jiuli walking over with a big bowl while stirring.

"What is this?"

Gu Jiuli: "Paste! ”

Ji Ruchen glanced at the tape in his hand, then at her slimy white thick liquid, and then silently stuffed the tape to the servant.

Never mind!

It's good if she's happy!

It's a big deal to give my eldest brother more money to renovate the old house in the coming year.

Ji Ruchen has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he can't see Gu Jiuli's random scribbling methods, so he always stands on the ladder and instructs loudly: "Where is it not evenly painted." ”

"The corners aren't painted properly."

"To the left."

“.......”

Gu Jiuli used paste for the first time, sticky everywhere, Ji Ruchen was still blindly directing on it, so angry she jumped up directly and rubbed the pasted brush in her hand on Ji Ruchen's face.

"The paste stuck to your mouth, and now you should stop talking, right?"

Ji Ruchen: "......."

After finally pasting the couplet, it was already approaching dusk.

After dinner and returning to the room, Ji Ruchen grabbed Gu Jiuli and tickled her.

"It's a mess in my face, it's not a small guts!"

Gu Jiuli smiled and bowed up, crooked into his arms, "Haha....... Don't scratch....... It's so itchy! ....... Don't scratch ......."

Looking at the red that came out of the corners of her eyes, Ji Ruchen leaned close to her ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "If you help me wash it off, I will let you go." ”

Gu Jiuli: "......."

Could she have another choice?

Facts have proved that Ji Ruchen has always been very positive about this kind of thing, and it was just a notice and not a discussion just now.

He picked up Gu Jiuli and went into the bathroom.

The two of them had another night of nonsense.

Imperial Capital Hospital.

Ling Junyan sat in Lake's hospital room with a game console in his arms, and this is a tragic contrast for Lake, who is now suffering from a back injury and can only sleep on his stomach and play with his mobile phone.

After he asked Ling Junyan for the hundredth and eighth time if he could change places to cause trouble and was refused, he turned over with difficulty and prepared to get out of bed.

Ling Junyan hurriedly threw away the phone, and rushed over to support him with an arrow step, "Lao Tzu didn't make you angry to the point of committing suicide?" ”