"Mo Ting, I didn't expect you to be so powerful", Mo Ting silently rolled his eyes in his heart, wanting to taste the plate of golden shrimp balls that Zhong Dispersion made at the end, but he couldn't catch it.

"Do you think everyone is like you?" Zhong Lisan helped Mo Ting clip one.

Rong Yang felt that his eyes were going to be blinded. And Mo Ting took a bite of the shrimp and felt that the taste was really good, so he said to Zhong Dispersal faintly, "Does he like you?" ”

Zhong Lisan said matter-of-factly, "There is such a possibility, but he is not as powerful as you, so he dare not say it to me."

During a meal, Mo Ting watched Zhong Lisan and Rong Yang arguing, laughing and laughing on the side, and from time to time, Yu Yu came to say a word or two.

"Don't listen, you have to take care of Zhong Li, you only know how to look at beautiful women every day."

"Oh, so you only know how to watch the clock disperse every day?" Mo Ting retorted unhurriedly.

As long as Rong Yang speaks, he will scold the two of them, and in the end he can only look at the rice in the game with grief.

There is a sentence in "Big Ear Tutu": "Friendship is a strange thing, stranger than someone who doesn't eat tomatoes".

Isn't friendship just a strange thing? I can't tell, I can't tell. You can often go without contact, but the relationship is still good.

It's like a glass of lemonade, if you have more, it will be sour, and if you have less, it will be tasteless. Friendship is like a fish in water, and you know whether you are warm or cold.

Mo Ting and Zhong Lisan actually have little contact, Zhong Lisan and Rong Yang are too, why not and Mo Ting, friendship, hanging.

After eating, Zhong Lisan sent Mo Ting home, "I originally wanted to go to a restaurant outside, but I was afraid that it would have a bad impact on you." Keeps you hungry for so long. ”

"Is your eldest brother so stingy?"

"Hmm", Zhong Lisan said solemnly, as if this was indeed the case.

The dormitory arrived soon, and after Mo Ting refused Zhong Li to send her to the dormitory, he got out of the car, "I'm going to find Yan Yan's scourge"

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Mo Ting swaggered in from the gate, sat opposite Yan Yan, cocked his feet, and picked up the teacup, "Haven't slept yet?" ”

"How dare I sleep if you didn't come?"

"Scourge, will I discuss something with you?"

"What if I don't agree?"

"At the very least, you don't exclude. Sometimes, just let it go. ”

Neither of them spoke, and after a long, long time, Yan Yan put down the cup, "Maybe."

The evening breeze was very quiet, very quiet, blowing the bamboo forest swaying and swaying. Huanhuan likes this bamboo forest very much, but I don't know if she will be happy when she sees it now.

On the first day of reporting, I was so tired that I was dying...