An Ran was helpless. The damn bastard was sure she wouldn't actually throw their pictures in the trash.

The photo album in his hand violently shone on the head of a rice bucket and patted it gently. Then resigned himself to help them organize the photos. But on the note next to the photo. But there's nothing good to say.

For example, in Jiang Jieyun. Next to the group photo of Jiang Chengzhuo and Zhao Zhenxu. Here's what a careful-eyed organizer labeled: a group photo of three giant rice buckets. Taken on a certain day, month, year.

Another example is a group photo of a certain organizer and Jiang Jieyun. The small note next to it reads: A photo of Enron and three dogtail grasses. Taken on a certain day, month, year.

……

And so on. The more you write, the smoother it becomes. The more you write, the more you vomit. Write safely and in a good mood. "Literature and thought are like springs" and "bad water is like a blowout". I laughed crookedly as I wrote.

Seeing her laugh hapi. Zhao Zhenxu ran over with a bag of snacks and kicks. Curious, he poked his head out. "Sister Ann. What are you laughing at. ”

I didn't wait for An Ran to reply. Jiang Jieyun leisurely picked up the huge teacup. I poured two large mouthfuls. Shaking his head. "Alas. It's really a little girl who hasn't grown up. Immature. ”

An Ran snorted. And I don't talk back. Thought. Aunt Ben is busy. I don't know as much as you little ghost. Continue to entertain yourself with a large stack of photos. While having fun, he carried a bag of snacks. Join the team that destroys inventory.

Zhao Zhenxu watched from the sidelines as An Ran talked nonsense on a small note. And not angry. He also sprayed snack residue to help with advice. Especially when encountering photos of Kang Sung-joo. Then the note will not be done without labor. He himself had oily paws open. Muttering a piece of beef stuffed pastry. Long Fei Feng Wu wrote a long article about the "advanced deeds" of a certain iron rooster. It's almost a short article.

The yin of its wording. The tricky of the sentences. Let An Ran watch from the sidelines, laughing evilly, and clapping his hands and cheering.

The little fat man was very proud. Bite off most of the small pastry. While chewing, he put his hand on his chest and thanked An Ran for his pretentious salute. The ceremony was not finished. Jiang Chengzhuo, who rushed to hear the sound, grabbed his neck. A mouthful of snack is stuck in my throat. I almost didn't roll my eyes.

Brother Rooster is holding a bad little fat man with one hand. One hand dragged the photo album over his fat belly. Take a look at the short article he just wrote, "Yin Damage, Poisonous and Bad". pinching Zhao Zhenxu shook again. "You dead fatty. Dead fatty. How dare you make my rumors in the face of such important historical evidence. Hum. Come and don't be rude. As he spoke, he rolled up his arms and sleeves, revealing a posture of wanting to do a big job. Keep your chest up. Nostrils facing the sky. Niuyi stretched out his hand to An Ran angrily. "Come on. Sister Ann~"

Enron heard this. Hurriedly handed the pen in his hand to the rooster brother's hand.

How do you know that Jiang Chengzhuo sent it directly to his mouth after receiving the pen. When I sent it to my mouth, I found that it didn't feel right. Turning his head, he cried with a sad face. Stiffen your tongue. Like Peking Opera, he "cried" to An Ran. "Oops. Sister Ann. How ruthless are you? Give me the pen this is what to do. ”

An Ran knew from his actions that this guy was originally intended. Suddenly there was an urge to hold his forehead. but pretended to be innocent. "Huh. Aren't you going to write annotations? I don't give you a pen and I get you back. ”

Jiang Chengzhuo said with a look of pity. "Oops. Sister Ann. How can you be so confused? How can you be so uncomprehended? How can you keep a bite of the delicious food to yourself and not give me a bite to eat? ”

In the end, I finally told the truth. This time I don't have to hand it safely. directly hugged the snack boxes placed next to Zhao Zhenxu and An Ran. I buried my head and ate hard. Only then did he pick up the pen again. Denote. After such a half-day of supplementation. Inspiration finally struck.

The ensuing tidying up, as always, evolved into a fight of chickens, dogs, jumping, squeaking, and screaming. And look at it safely. These two guys are getting better and better now. They can even fight and eat while fighting and bickering while writing bad things about each other on slips of paper. Hand. Eye. Mouth. Stomach. Brain movement in all directions. None of the parts are idle.

What started out was just a scuffle between the two of them. Later, I don't know how. Jiang Jieyun also added in. Later. Even An Ran, who was watching the excitement and fun on the sidelines, was unfortunately drawn into the battle. After a while, the long hair fell apart. I don't know if Jiang Jieyun or which bastard rice bucket rubbed it with an oil paw. There are still dregs of snacks. Like a crazy beggar woman.

An Ran is not like Jiang Jie Yunjiang, the eldest young master. He's a cleanliness addict. But she has been reborn since she was beaten. She has officially evolved into a stinking beauty. Just her hair. It doesn't take time. Efforts. Make up your mind. Against all odds. Vows to raise long black hair that is soft and soft like flowing water. Now it has been "defiled" by foodies with oil paws. There are also some dim sum dregs. A certain stinky beauty suddenly became furious. Scream. Ten "slender jade fingers" were stretched out. It is in the shape of nine yin white bone claws. rushed up to Jiang Jieyun's three rice buckets with full force. There was another roar in the room.

After a ghost crying wolf. The fighting became more and more severe. The little fat man had a banana peel on his head. There is also a piece of mashed banana hanging from the tip of the nose. I don't know who took advantage of the chaos. He didn't care. Slipped the mashed banana directly into your mouth with your fingers. Nothing was wasted. I saw the other three people nauseating. shouted together. It's disgusting.

Jiang Chengzhuo was stripped half-naked. The jacket is crumpled. But he's still alive. But I don't know who ripped off the waistband. The pants were ripped to the calf. Probably the "murderer" was worried that after all, there was a girl Enron present. That's why he showed mercy. Didn't cut the iron rooster into **. Leave him a pair of panties.

Only then did An Ran know that this kid was a little sullen. I actually prefer brightly colored boxers. It's really full of flowers. It's kind of like a chicken's tail.

However, Enron later learned that this was a complete "beautiful" misunderstanding. The reason why the classmate's underwear is so colorful. The reason is simple. Because such panties are generally bought from the morning market. And it was picked by others. Probably there are too few people who like brightly colored underwear. It's not easy to sell. So it's extra cheap. Therefore, it is especially necessary to have an appetite for a certain iron rooster.

Jiang Jieyun, a cleanliness addict, was also punished. The white and immaculate clothes were printed with half an oil paw print on the chest. What made An Ran laugh the most was his white pants. On the back butt is a full oil handprint. It's like clear evidence that he's been taken advantage of.

The cleanliness was furious. "Shouted angrily" at An Ran, who was staggering and smiling. "Dead girl. Laugh what laughs. You must have done it. You dare to touch Uncle Ben's ass. Don't you know the truth that a tiger's ass can't be touched? ”

Enron, of course, would not admit it. In fact, the war was chaotic. But she didn't remember that she had molested this eldest young master. There was no slap mark on his snow-white ass. She doesn't do that kind of thing. She stretched out her "slender jade fingers" and scratched them directly.

Now facing the "sin of desire" of a certain cleanliness addict. Enron's performance is still very large. Holding up his paws, he said, "Oh. Actually, I was very wronged. You see. The handprints on your ass are bigger than mine. But what's the matter. Now that you have raised your doubts. I don't want to say that I didn't do it. It's not as good as this. You pout your ass for this girl. I'll touch another one. It's good to compare. This is more convincing. ”

Jiang Jieyun hurriedly withdrew and fled from Anran. A righteous gentleman said angrily. "Go aside. Female hooligan. ”

The female hooligan has a messy head on her head. I was about to be proud. But when she saw the cleanliness addict opposite, she suddenly pointed to her face and laughed. "Oops. What a big cat. ”

The other two rice buckets also turned their heads to look at the faces of the "big cats" next to them. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. I laughed when I saw it.

Enron knew that it was wrong. Bang. Rush into the bathroom. Three seconds later. A penetrating scream rang out from within. "Hate ......"

The three rice buckets outside raised their hands and scratched their ears in unison. Grinning and sighing. "Oops. Soprano. This voice is almost like that of a female old pa. ”

Enron is so excited for the reason. It's not a bastard, either. Rubbed the paint of the colored pencil on her face. Four red lines on the left cheek. Two blue lanes on the right side of the face. Stop. It's not deliberately depicted, though. But it's really quite a match. Otherwise, how could Jiang Jieyun describe her as a "big cat".

The painting has been painted. Nor is it intentional. There is no other trick. Hurry up and wash it.

But after washing it twice, I found out. This one is deceptively simple. It's easy to solve. In fact, it is not easy to solve. It's not easy.

Why.

Because it doesn't wash off.

I don't know if it's because the ink quality of the pencil is too good. It has a waterproof function. Or after being reborn peacefully, he served his face too carefully. It's like good rice paper. Eat ink in particular.

Anyway, she washed it carefully, twice, three or four times. Rubbed both cheeks red. As a result, the color is a little lighter. But a glance at her could effortlessly see the red-bearded and blue-bearded stripes on her cheeks. It's almost like drawing another king on the door of the head. She can really pretend to be a big cat.

An Ran wanted to cry without tears at the "big cat" in the mirror. What a neat thing to do. Is it embarrassing to go out with a face of flower road? Let people watch.

Never.

The good-faced stinky beauty continued to bow his head and compete with the colored beard on his face.

Several suspects outside gradually felt that something was wrong.

Even if you love stinky beauty. This is probably a long time to clean. The sound of the water never stopped. Even if it's a shower, it's time to take a shower. Enron hasn't come out yet.