"What kind of luck, it's really a special back, don't play!" The angry Feng Minglang walked to the sofa and lay down where Xia Sixue had just been lying with his eyes slightly closed.

"You, you want to sleep, go back to the house to sleep, it's bad luck and even affect me here." After so many years of crawling outside, Chen Liang could see that Feng Minglang was a little careful.

"She's in. Bed. on, you're not afraid of me......"

Chen Liang had already picked with Feng Minglang and wanted to get rid of this oil bottle, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity, he just wanted him to make a move.

"What are you afraid of, I'm afraid that you won't do it, let's help my brother get rid of it!"

"Well said, well said."

At midnight, Feng Minglang walked into the room and lay on the same bed with Xia Sixue.

He raised his hand lightly. Soft. Ground touched her face.

"You are like snow, cold into my heart, let me remember at this time."

There was warmth on her face, and there was a chattering sound in her ears, which was very warm and sound like her grandmother.

She grabbed the hands, put them in her heart, and muttered to herself, "Grandma, I miss you so much!" ”

"Silly girl, I really don't know, you can't go back home, you can't buy a ticket, is it Chen Liang's intention, or does God want me to meet you."

Naturally, the night was peaceful.

He just quietly looked at the face as white as snow.

When Xia Sixue opened her eyes, the sky was already bright, she glanced at Feng Minglang, who had been staring at her, and said awkwardly: "Morning." ”

After all, her hands are still clutching other people's hands, how can she not be embarrassed.

"I'm hungry!" Shaking the stiff hand, Feng Minglang smiled elegantly, transferred the embarrassment, and said what the eldest boy of the Lin family should say.

"I'm going to cook." Xia Sixue's face was slightly red, she got up from the bed, and naturally looked back at the person in front of her.

Feng Minglang folded the quilt, picked up the coat next to the bed, and walked towards the door: "I don't have anything to eat at home, I'll go buy some." ”

"What to buy, it's a waste of time, isn't there instant noodles, Xue'er will cook some noodles for us." Feng Minglang had just walked out of the bedroom, and Chen Liang glanced at Xue'er, who was following Feng Minglang, without any expression.

"Okay, I'll go!" has been in the same bedroom with Chen Liang for two years, Xia Sixue is used to listening to him, and immediately walked towards the kitchen with broken steps.

"How was it last night?" Seeing Xia Sixue enter the kitchen, Chen Liang looked at Feng Minglang with frowns, and said tacit words.

Feng Minglang also wanted to, but what he was looking for was this person's life, not a short one. Fish. Water. It. Happy.

"What do you think, my grandfather is pure."

"Cut, you are pure, who doesn't understand whom?" Chen Liang slapped Feng Minglang on his side, and saw that the man didn't make a move. Dew. A look of disappointment.

Feng Minglang shook his head: "Hehe" smiled, I want to say, in fact, you really don't know me.

While the two were talking, Chen Liang's mobile phone made a "buzzing" sound, he quickly took out his mobile phone and asked with a smile: "What's wrong, Sister Ding." ”

"Ryoko, I remember yesterday your girlfriend said that she was a makeup artist!"

Wang Yiding opened a media studio, and he usually shoots some small videos of the rich second generation, both playing and making money, this is not to catch up with the Chinese New Year, the makeup artists in the studio have returned home, and she only remembered the lack of makeup artists.

"I'm going to shoot an online drama, and the makeup artists are going home for the New Year, and it just so happens that your girlfriend is here, do me a little favor to deal with the emergency." She never inks when she speaks, she can use it when she can, which is why she is successful.