The brother and sister have no tacit understanding at the moment.

Gu Che went back angrily, "Then what you wrote must be a conspiracy."

After all, scheming is so heavy!

Surprise climbed up to the meaty face of the dumplings.

"That cousin must have written a very warm story!"

Gu Che: ▼_▼

The young cool brother watched his sister run up to Wen Li, and asked with great anticipation, "Can you read the story written by your cousin?" I like to read books!"

In the eyes of the danzi, there is no such word as 'fear of life'.

In the past, she followed her master down the mountain to fight for righteousness, she had seen too many people, and she might hide behind her master at the beginning to probe her brain, and after many times, she would always be the first to rush out.

What's more, Wen Li is still a relative, and the group is even more unrestrained, smiling brightly, bringing the little chubby face closer, full of anticipation.

"I'll show you when I get a chance."

No one noticed the slight stiffness of Wen Li's smile.

Seeing that Tuanzi was a little lost, he promised, "I'll show you within a week."

It's a big deal, he specializes in writing a warm story.

But before that, you have to see what other people are writing.

After getting the promise, the dango was happy again.

She didn't understand the difference between different types, thinking that different types of writers had intersections, and she couldn't help but be curious, "Does my cousin know Mr. Rice Wine?" It's the teacher who writes children's stories really well."

The little meat paw was held in her heart, and a small heart was about to pop up in her big eyes.

"Mr. Rice Wine must be a very gentle person, and I really want to meet Mr. Rice Wine."

Wen Li, who was drinking water, choked and coughed several times.

Gu Li, who had never been concerned about himself, actually took the initiative to pat him on the shoulder.

rarely cares about people directly, Gu Li's expression is stiff and his voice is stiff.

"Drink slowly, don't choke."

Wen Li, who coughed and looked at him meaningfully.

Gu Li suddenly looked away with a weak heart, and once again bluntly suggested, "It's not early, let's go back."

The dumplings are gone.

"But you're here!"

She grabbed one of them with one hand.

"It's hard to get on a ride, so stay a little longer. After that, I have to be on the show, so I don't have time to play with you."

The system couldn't help but complain.

[Ancient Martial Arts System: It's them who play with you]

[Miao: It's all the same, it's playing together anyway]

She still remembers the rice wine teacher.

"Cousin, your reaction, do you really know Mr. Rice Wine?"

She pointed to her eyes, "Slim eyes are shiny and bright, if you didn't know them, you wouldn't be this reaction."

Wen Lizai carefully observed her eyes, the corners of her eyes were rounded, and her eyes seemed to be large and moist.

"It's really bright," the young writer said with a distressed expression, his fingers still pressing his temples, "but I promised Mr. Rice Wine that I couldn't reveal his identity without his permission, and I didn't want to be a person who didn't keep his word."

On the side, a grumpy young man looked at him with some emotion.

Gu Che couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and after a closer look, he forgot that he had exposed Ji Zhangzhuo's true face just now, and turned his head to look at the second senior brother. ….

The baby-faced young man was originally frowning, thoughtful, noticing Gu Che's gaze, deliberately revealing a bad expression, and when Gu Che retracted his gaze, he touched his chin and chuckled.

Gu Li, who was rarely emotionally exposed, suddenly shuddered.

He regained his fierce appearance, but a trace of uneasiness welled up in his heart, looking left and right, several people in the living room reacted normally. The eldest Gu Mo didn't speak, eating silently, Gu Che looked cold, and Ji Zhangzhuo lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

It's an illusion, he thought, uncertainly.

The group didn't notice that these people were surging in the whole process.

She really wanted to know the identity of the rice wine teacher, but Wen Li said so, and she couldn't let the other party break her promise.

"Be an honest person."

She let out a long sigh and spread her hands helplessly.

"This shows that Miao Miao and Teacher Rice Wine are not fateful."

It's obviously a little cutie, but he pretends to be mature, and the contrast is so cute that Wen Li can't help pinching his face, even if three burning eyes fall on the back of his hand, he doesn't have his hand.

"Don't give up so soon, I can help you ask, what if he wants to tell you who he is?"

"yes, then it's going to trouble my cousin."

Tuanzi didn't mind having his face pinched at all, and held the mochi enthusiastically again and handed it to Wen Li.

"I want to say more good things about Miao, Miaomiao just wants to meet Mr. Rice Wine, and I don't plan to lock Mr. Rice Wine up and write stories! Look at the faint and sincere eyes!"

Wen Li saw the cunning behind sincerity.

He was a little sorry that the type he was good at should be avoided by children, and it would not be useful at all.

The grumpy young man sitting beside him tensed up again.

The young professor was eating dessert the whole time, occasionally taking out his mobile phone to send a few messages, all of which were sent to Gu Chi.

[I met someone today, a little like you, but not as kind as you]

He still has a thick filter for his brother. To others, he is much more sober. At least this will, looking a little cute, he can see that Wen Li's true character is far less than the kindness he shows.

After eating and drinking, he praised his younger brother, and Gu Mo went home in style.

Gu Li became more and more restless, wanting to leave, but he was too embarrassed to speak again.

Wen Li slowly tasted the pudding given by her cousin, glanced at him several times, and said in a sincere tone, "There are nails on the sofa?"

Gu Li didn't dare to move.

Wen Li smiled again, "Wow, you look like a robot, you pause as soon as I speak. I say again, will it move again?"

Kori: ("▼Dish▼)

One of the two is thin and white, the other is tall and rebellious, just looking at getting along, the former seems to be able to perfectly suppress the latter.

Gu Che took out the observation power that an actor should have, observed for a while, and came to many conclusions. looked at her sister who was still stupid, and patted her little head sadly.

"It's slim," he said earnestly, "don't be too kind, it's not bad to meet people who occasionally think in a bad direction."

Tuanzi didn't understand it, and her intuition told her that the second brother was caring about her, so she immediately patted her heart, "Second brother, don't worry, it's too slim, I won't be bullied, and I can protect you!"

Gu Che sighed faintly again, and couldn't help but be annoyed in his heart why he had joined the group at this time.

After thinking about it, the third senior brother will accompany his sister to participate in the show, and you can ask the third senior brother to pay attention to the gentle courtesy.

Wen Li and Gu Li left before dinner, and the latter breathed a long sigh of relief.

During dinner, Gu Che rarely played cool, and enthusiastically sandwiched dishes for Taiyi several times.

"Senior brother, you eat more."

Eat well, sleep well, be refreshed, and find more gentle stubble.

He had high hopes for this senior brother.

He didn't think much about it. In his opinion, the little sister's family is very gentle. He exchanged courtesies, and also gave Gu Che a few chopsticks dishes, but his movements were quite unskillful.

Gu Che intended to communicate with him more, but he didn't refuse to come, and even ate the coriander he didn't like. After communicating a lot, it is inevitable to notice the other person's face.

"Third Senior Brother, your face ......" Gu Che twisted his eyebrows slightly, "Could it be that botulinum toxin was also available in ancient times?"

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