What will happen when two people who knock melon seeds and peanuts in the building meet?

After all, it was the melon seeds that were superior, and Yuan Shuyu reluctantly moved to the next door, and the two of them occupied a window and sat cross-legged on a chair to share each other's snacks.

Although the two have similar interests, they are very different in aesthetics.

The girl was full of interest, and the dancer who straightened up to look at it, Yuan Shuyu frowned and said that other people's arms were thick.

The young man couldn't help but praise the music girl, Qiao Yipan always felt that people's ears were too sharp, so the young man retorted righteously that it was a beauty.

Okay, Qiao Yipan hasn't seen anyone's beauty pointed on her ears.

The two of them looked at each other, but they couldn't bear to talk together, the two little heads were together, Yuan Shuyu didn't dislike the stinging hairpin on Qiao Yipan's bun, and Qiao Yipan didn't dislike the peanut crumbs in Yuan Shuyu's hand always fell on her hair.

But they always can't talk about it, they always think that the other party is picking on thorns, because they like it, and the other party doesn't even like it!

When the boy retorted again, the melon seed shell in the girl's hand was broken all over her hand.

"Yuan Shuyu, I'm here to play today, can you stop talking!"

The girl was so angry that she looked at him through gritted teeth, seeing that the melon seed shell was about to be thrown at him.

Yuan Shuyu turned his head expressionlessly, the hand holding the peanut shell tightened and loosened, and simply lay back on the chair, not watching the performance.

It seems that he is not convinced at all and aggrieved.

Qiao Yipan's desire to win had already been aroused by him, and he didn't want to look at him, so he turned his head and leaned on the window.

But no matter how you look at it, Qiao Yipan's eyes always unconsciously fall on the place where the person next to him said badly.

The more he looked at it, the more Qiao Yipan was interested and bored.

Qiao Yipan flattened his mouth sullenly, supported his chin with his hands, and looked around.

The window of the room with the best view on the third floor was only slightly open, and the lazy red-clothed boy leaned against the wall and watched the performance nonchalantly, his hands stingily crossed without giving a little applause.

The tail of the raised eyes was slightly red, and he gently swept in front of Qiao Yipan's window and smiled lowly.

Far away, Qiao Yipan could only widen his eyes, trying to see clearly.

But suddenly, the lights in the building dimmed, and the places that could be transmitted everywhere were covered by the little maid's light wire, revealing only a dim light.

There was the sound of silk breaking through the sky in the sky, and everyone looked there, and in the dim light, the red silk was waved freely, circling in the air.

The graceful girl stepped on the filament barefoot, the red silk wrapped her, revealing her beauty, and the magnificent face of the girl was revealed from time to time, and the waist shook the human eye.

Qiao Yipan held his breath when he saw it.

"Yuan Shuyu," the girl's voice was soft, quiet, and she didn't dare to speak.

"She looks good."

This time, Yuan Shuyu did not refute.

The young man looked at the person with a good mistake, his eyes flashed slightly, and he even offered to invite someone to perform in the house.

In the end, there is a rule in the building that customers can invite someone to perform in their house by bidding.

However, the building is still a serious building, and every girl who is invited into the house will be protected from being taken advantage of by guests.

The two hit it off and both wanted to see the girl dance.

Qiao Yizi looked forward to the beauty, thinking that the two of them would definitely be able to compare the others with money.

She was already thinking about the girl's dance, "When she comes up, she will dance the frontier dance, she is good-looking, she must be good-looking." ”

Yuan Shuyu's face froze, and he looked at her strangely, "Shouldn't you let her dance smoothly?" ”

Qiao Yipan's smile froze, "Are you mistaken, it's a loss to dance two dances of the same style." ”

Tsing Yi has been getting more and more picky recently, and Qiao Yipan has been deeply poisoned by it, and he has become budget-conscious in spending money.

Yuan Shuyu was strangely silent for a moment, and slowly said, "Are you really here to rest today?" ”

The girl turned her head to look at him, her eyes were shining, and her voice was soft and glutinous, "Aren't you?" ”

Qiao Yipan didn't expect to come out to play and gain something.

Her eyes were bent into a slit like a fox, and she looked cunning and squeamish.

Yuan Shuyu turned his head and looked away, cleaned up the debris in his hand, and said softly: "You might as well check it yourself." ”