"Oh, that's impressive."

Si Mianmian had a cold face and nodded solemnly to show that he was moved.

In his heart, he was secretly slandering, scolded Si Zheyu from head to toe, sat on the ground, looked up at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his cousinless eldest brother asked

"Shall we buy now, or when?"

Si Zheyu glanced at her lightly, his phoenix eyes were evil and deep, and he said with a smile

"Look at my mood."

After the words fell, he stood up leisurely and walked upstairs without slowness.

Si Mianmian was completely stupid on the ground, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes slowly narrowed, flashing a sharp light, and his eyes fell on the fruit bowl on the coffee table.

The shadowless claw stretched out in an instant, grabbed a red apple, and immediately put it in his mouth and bit it heavily, as if the apple was a stinky demon with some undershoot, and gnawed hard!

It's so angry that her teeth are itchy, which can be said to be very real!

Si Zheyu, who returned to the master bedroom, seemed lazy and careless, but the pace under his feet was getting faster and faster, and in the end, 'bang! With a bang, he slammed the door and walked into the bathroom.

Take off your clothes, turn down the water temperature, turn on the shower head, and start taking a cold shower.

Close your eyes, let the cold water wash yourself, wait for the warm temperature on your face to cool down slightly, and the heat in your heart has calmed down a little.

The slender and fair-skinned, cool hand stroked the handsome face again, and the next moment, the demonic phoenix eyes opened in an instant, evil and deep, like sinking into the starry night sea.

After taking a shower, I turned off the shower head switch and took the bathrobe on the side and put it on.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Si Zheyu's afterglow casually glimpsed the mobile phone on the bed, the hand wiping his hair paused slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he hung the towel around his neck casually.

Slowly walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and picked up the phone, played with it for a while, slender fingers, swiped the screen, and dialed a call.

In the living room downstairs, Si Mianmian was lying on the sofa, holding the piece of paper that Mo Yunli gave her, turning it over and over, and when she fell to the marble floor for the Nth time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

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Don't wait for more, make up in the early morning, good night everyone.

In addition, a reader carefully gave me the following:

You fans don't have any fart, so you like to be there all day long, I can't write it, you force me to write it, brother?

If you write water, you have to be sneered, and you have to try to make the quality of your writing better, and Kavin has to be sneering, what are you?

I'll just put the words here, I love to see, I don't look at the pull-down, I haven't supported it at all, who are you bubbling there all day?

Even if you want to give your opinion, you can speak well to Lao Tzu, right? My temper is really bad, don't scold me if it's okay.

I stayed up late to catch up with the manuscript and got sick, and I didn't let people rest, did I? I owe more, I didn't make up for it, or what? After I stayed up late to make up for it, I was going to sleep until night the next day, what's wrong, can't I? I'm resting and recuperating, what's the matter with you, a guy who doesn't have much support?

Don't say what I'm doing in the end, I'm coding words, not to show you a person who doesn't support me, but to show readers who support me, and earn some pocket money by the way.

So, I'll put it bluntly, even if Lao Tzu is not a code, then it doesn't matter if you are a passerby with no fan value, you have a little bit of, get a little brain, understand?