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The brown tea egg was pinched in the palm of Tang Yuan's hand, and a large bite had just been bitten off, and at this time, it was being chewed carefully, and it was the time when he was happy to eat.

Ye Qingli's sudden words made Tang Yuan feel flustered immediately, and the action of chewing stopped because he was frightened.

As soon as the hand was released, the egg also fell to the ground.

The yolk was bitten off in half, and Tang Yuan was suddenly stupid.

"It's two weeks...... eggs before. ”

Ye Qingli said solemnly:

"Let me think about it, and as a rough estimate, perhaps, it will take a little longer."

If the cloud is light and the wind is light, it will fall into Tang Yuan's ears, and it can't be so light and light.

Tang Yuan's face was a little distorted, obviously, he was frightened by something:

"You want my life, you say, what enmity do I have with you, what kind of grudge, you want to do this to me?"

Ye Qingli walked over and patted him on the shoulder:

"I don't know, it's just fun."

When a bright smile fell into his eyes, it became a kind of deafness.

The corners of his mouth twitched:

"We're the Wuling Squad, is that how you treat your teammates? It's a little too cruel. ”

As soon as he remembered what he had just eaten, he felt frightened, the food was so delicious, but at this time, it seemed to be blocked in his throat, and it was simply uncomfortable to choke to death.

He pressed his hand on his neck in a panic, and the food that was easy to go down at the beginning, at this time, it seemed to be blocked inside, and he couldn't get out.

He choked a little, and his face flushed.

Ye Qingli's eyes widened, Ren had known Tang Yuan for so long, and he hadn't seen his face so red.

Although this time the blushing was because of special circumstances.

Xiao Ling was only a meter or two away from him, looking at his face, the pork liver color that had turned from white to red, seemed to have a tendency to gradually deepen, it seemed that the power of this egg was really not ordinary.

He chuckled.

Even if he is as familiar as Xiao Ling, he has never seen him so embarrassed.

He was helpless, the sympathetic pity in his heart still prevailed, and after shaking his head and feeling helpless, he finally felt that he was too soft-hearted, and patted him on the back resignedly.

The food that was blocked in the throat, because it was a timely slap, obediently slid down the esophagus.

At first, it was like Tang Yuan who was hanging on a cliff, but suddenly such a thing that gave him a headache disappeared, and he was immediately relieved.

He was about to say a word of thanks that was very appropriate, but after thinking about what it was that had just slipped down, he swallowed back the words he had just spoken.

"You, you, what did you do?"

His eyes widened as big as brass bells: "You just let me swallow this old food?" ”

This accusation does not seem to be so reasonable, Ye Qingli thought, Xiao Ling was afraid that Brother Ren would choke to death before he came to help.

"Well, isn't it more flavorful to be aged? Moreover, if you want to say that, then you will choke to death, and it is best if you don't make a move. ”

He shrugged his shoulders senselessly, he was used to the startle of the man next to him.

Tang Yuan wanted to refute, but he still didn't think of the right wording.

Yes, he did it to help Tang Yuan.

And, to be honest, the eggs I ate just now were quite fragrant.

There seemed to be a little egg yolk and sandy substance left in his throat, and some of it was uncomfortable to rub it.

He cleared his throat, his voice a little dry.

faced the person's ice cube face, and had to admit:

"Thank you."

Xiao Ling shrugged, "It's good that the eggs taste good." ”

Qingyun rarely didn't speak, Ye Qingli felt strange, but when he heard it, this person who had been silent suddenly laughed, how happy he was.

In his bright eyes, there was undisguised schadenfreude, and he raised his chin and sneered at the man whose face was still very red:

"Idiot."

Even though Tang Yuan was suffering, he heard this, and immediately turned his head to look at him.

Qingyun was not afraid at all, "That's it...... You. ”

"This egg is so fragrant, so fragrant that you think it's old, right, can the egg be compared with the old wine, you see, the bun is put directly for a week, is it still fragrant?"

"How do I know if it's fragrant or not, and I haven't let go of ......"

The rest of the week came to an abrupt end before he could say anything.

Qingyun glanced at him, and looked at it again:

"And said no."

Isn't that it?

"You mean?" Tang Yuan was a little uncertain.

"I didn't say anything." Qingyun was too lazy to continue, he had mentioned it to this point, if he hadn't realized a little, it would be really too difficult for him.

"You?"

Tang Yuan looked at Ye Qingli and seemed a little incredulous.

"You lied to me?"

"I don't." Ye Qingli was very resolute.

"So did this egg really sit that long?"

"Of course, it's just that the method of preservation is a bit special."

"I'm going to die."

"Who knows, I'm not dead yet, anyway."

Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly another breath came up from his heart.

"Are you crying?"

"I didn't, how could I?" Tang Yuan resolutely denied it, but why did he feel that a warm liquid was flowing down.

When he touched it, he was startled, it really made people feel very weird, what is this transparent liquid full of heat?

What else could it be?

Tears of nature!

How long has it been since he shed a tear?

It didn't seem to be long, but this time I didn't feel it when I cried.

Ye Qingli smiled, seeming a little helpless, "Now you are in tears." ”

She shrugged her shoulders, helpless.

"I actually shed tears."

Was it Li Li who was about to cry just now, why was she the last one to cry, she didn't know why.

Why can't these tears seem to be stopped?

Could it be that the tears I saw just now were just my own delusions, in fact, it was actually himself who was going to cry unconsciously.

However, the reality of that moment seems to be still in front of us, how did it finally become like this?

He busily wiped away his tears, and after a few strokes, the tears were finally wiped away.

Are these tears like the wind, coming and going faster?

It's obviously my own tears, why do I feel so inexplicably wonderful.

He looked at the wetness left on his hands in disbelief, it seemed that it was still in the palm of his hand, but there was no trace in his eyes.

There was no sign of this, it was confusing, and he touched his head for a long time.

When he was stunned, the people around him scattered boringly.

He still hadn't figured out anything.