Nineteen Nian sighed, and she said to him, "Scoundrel, you, aren't you afraid that my mother will doubt me?" Hey, I can tell you, my mom made a dead rule for me, violent, phew! I was strictly forbidden to fall in love in high school. ”

"Same world, different moms." Fufeng said softly.

This sentence was misheard by Nineteen Nian, and she thought that his mother did not approve of him falling in love, so she immediately said to him by the way, "Isn't it?" My mom doesn't agree either, isn't that the same world, the same mom. ”

"No, my mom agrees with me in a relationship." Fufeng said calmly.

Nineteen Nian reacted very loudly, "What? Your mom agrees with you in a relationship? ”

"Your mother. Nima? Nani? What the heck? Fufeng wondered.

"I mean Auntie." Nineteen Nian lay down on the table, she thought to herself, did she just say something wrong?

It was very quiet over there for a long time.

Nineteen Nian asked him again, "As a result, even if your mother agrees to fall in love, you still don't have a girlfriend, don't you feel heartbroken?" Lao Tie, you might as well be me, a parent who doesn't agree to fall in love. ”

Fufeng always felt that Nineteen Nian was very complacent when he said this, and it also stimulated him, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to her, "How do you know that I don't have a girlfriend?" Kindness? You're a pig's head. ”

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" Nineteen Nian suddenly felt annoyed that she had asked the previous question, because when she heard him say that she had a girlfriend, she was suddenly a little disappointed.

"Of course!" Fufeng said to her, "My girlfriend, she's skinny, sometimes she's a little dumbfounded, sometimes she's super gentle, and sometimes she's stupid like a pig, to use your usual mantra, it's the feeling of wanting to hit her on the head." ”

"Vaguely! It's a wonderful fantasy. Nineteen Nian pouted, "The idea is wonderful, there is still a distance from now!" Don't rejoice too soon. ”

"How do you know I'm fantasizing?" Fufeng was surprised, he was still going to tease her, but as a result, she found a flaw in the first sentence he just said, so embarrassing, Fufeng narrowed the chat dialog box and sent an embarrassing emoji.

"Why can't you guess you're fantasizing?" Nineteen Nian asked rhetorically, and Fufeng also heard her clapping her hands over there, making her feel relaxed.

The corners of his mouth twitched, he picked up the cup on the table again, and took a sip of water, this was the third time he had taken a glass of water to drink during his chat with her today.

"Now, our wind is big, Mr. Feng, Feng CV, are you in a better mood?"

Nineteen Nian got up, she put her mobile phone in her pocket, walked to the dining table, and went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, half a bowl of mutton noodles was already cold at this time, she walked into the kitchen with a bowl, ready to pour out the remaining half bowl of noodles, put the bowl in the sink of the room, and when she was about to brush the dishes, she only heard the voice of Fufeng in the headphones.

"The mood is still not very good, because the momentum of the characters in the radio drama has not subsided."

"Hasn't it gone down yet?" Nineteen Nian was surprised.

She thought to herself that something was wrong, they had been chatting for so long, and they were chatting so happily, it should be gone.

"Yes, it hasn't gone down yet." Fu Feng said with a serious face.

I heard the sound of running water over there, and Nineteen Nian, who was washing the dishes, didn't answer him.

Fufeng thought that he had disturbed her washing dishes again, but when he heard that there was no sound on her side, he didn't dare to speak.

Nineteen Nian put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks into the dehydrated iron rack, and quickly wiped the water droplets on his hands with the towel on the hook next to him.

"Crooked—are you still there?" Nineteen Nian picked up the small microphone that had fallen in front of him and said to Fufeng.

"I'm gone." Fufeng said with a sigh, his voice with some tiredness, someone in the same tone that he once used to play on the radio,

The attacking one said to Nineteen Nian, "Are you ignoring me?" Do you just don't want me with the dishes and chopsticks in your hand, you don't want to pay attention to me, woo woo - let's be direct, is there no love. ”

"I'll go!" Nineteen Nian's tone was sharpened, and she immediately startled Fufeng, who didn't know why, thought she was complaining.

"How can you be like this, between the two of us, can you still get along amicably, you almost scared me, and my little heart is going to be scared out by you."

Fufeng's childish words, as well as his childish behavior, Nineteen Nian was quite shocked, she asked him to wipe his forehead, Fufeng obediently did so, as a result, he put his hand down from his forehead, only to hear Nineteen Nian said to him slowly, "Is your head being abused and confused when you play a radio drama today, why do you feel that the more you say this, the more out of state!" ”

"Definitely, so, are you particularly sympathetic to your family style."

Nineteen Nian raised her lips, she said, "Hey, hey, I'm not your little fan, in my place, I can only count you as unlucky, sympathize with you?" It's impossible, it's impossible, just think about it yourself, don't take it seriously. ”

If you don't take it seriously, it's always okay to tell her about the plot. Fufeng thought so.

He really told her about the plots he deserved, and when he talked about the plot, he talked a lot of nonsense, and the whole person's mental state improved, and the dejected sadness on his face just now disappeared at this moment.

"Let me tell you about the plot I dubbed, it's not my glass heart, it's you who is the one who does the dubbing, I believe you will accidentally can't help it and cry."

Nineteen Nian showed great calmness, even the tone of speech was without exception, revealing calmness, she said, "I wrote it, and I didn't do dubbing, when I first wrote the story, I wrote the male protagonist to death, and turned into a lonely ghost to accompany the heroine, and you didn't cry so heartbreakingly." ”

"You are writing stories, I am dubbing, and the nature of the two of us is different." Fu Feng knocked on the table and spoke loudly, as if he was solemnly reminding Nineteen Nian not to interject randomly when he was speaking.

"Okay, okay! You big guy, you come on. Nineteen Nian, who had brushed the bowl, took her mobile phone back to her desk, picked up the remote control on the table, and turned on the air conditioner in the room, the room was too cold and too cold, so cold that her hands and feet were cold, and she felt uncomfortable all over, so cold that she shivered, "Don't stay in the air-conditioned room all the time, it's not good for your health." ”

Before telling the story, Fufeng deliberately reminded Nineteen Nian, who was playing with her mobile phone, and asked her to pay attention to her body.

When he said this, Nineteen Nian was still looking at the news in the organization department of the regiment with his head down.

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