The more he looked at the red 'mentor's attention' chapter, the more weird he felt, Tang Yifeng felt that the red on it suddenly twisted and turned, struggling out little by little, and finally turned into a sharp spear and stabbed at his heart!

Conspiracy! This must be a conspiracy! Looking back and sending a blood, he must want to wait for an opportunity to take revenge on himself who decisively abandoned him, but on the surface, he still has to pretend to be generous! So pay attention to himself: first, he can show that he is fair, kind and generous; second, he conveys to his fans that 'I have followed a book, you can take a look', and then his brain-dead fans will see his profile and will definitely trample on himself!

It's really vicious, Tang Yifeng secretly wiped the sweat on his head, still cautiously staring at the big chapter without red, and couldn't wait to directly pick up the tape paper and glue the chapter on it. Or, just block it with a written one.

Of course, our Comrade Xiao Tang doesn't have the ability to materialize virtual objects with his mind, so he just thinks about it. The self-proclaimed not to be surprised, the suave Comrade Tang Yifeng finally snorted coldly, and turned to the next battle, the hero will not be beaten by this small difficulty.

The hero Tang was exceptionally brave and invincible when he brushed the book today, and he held on to the monster until the monster's blood dropped to 5%. At the time of confession at the cemetery, the teammates were quick to express their comforting words.

It is summarized as follows: "I cǎo, what kind of blame are you carrying a herd, you are dead as a soldier! ”

Therefore, Tang Yifeng's mood is far less calm than it seems on the outside. After Tang Yifeng expressed his apologies tactfully and humbly, in order not to let others mistakenly think that his skills were terrible, he emphasized: "I opened the wrong number, I thought I opened the Warrior number." ”

“......”

“......”

"Merry and look at the eyes!!The brain has to be cured, too......"

Gritting his teeth, Tang Yifeng made a smile in the team and said, "I'm going to sleep, and I have to get up early tomorrow to exercise and then go to work!"

The teammates have become accustomed to the life of Tang Yifeng who can't move down the line at 11 o'clock, and the only regret is that everyone dislikes the pastor for being too meaty and no one is willing to practice.

Tang Yifeng closed the book and exhaled deeply, and fell into his quilt tiredly, so tired, especially when he thought that he would have to make lunch for the dead otaku tomorrow morning.

It seems that the heavens sensed Tang Yifeng's mood that he didn't want to see Huang Puyi tomorrow morning, and the compassionate heavens immediately fulfilled Huang Puyi's wishes, why did he say it immediately! Because Tang Yifeng's mobile phone immediately flashed with the words 'obscene dead house'.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally connected the phone a second before the ringtone was about to be cut off, Tang Yifeng said in a bad tone: "Hey, what's wrong, hurry up, I'm already going to sleep." ”

There was silence for a while, and Huang Puyi spoke pitifully, and his voice trembled for some reason: "Tang Yifeng, can you come down and cook ginger brown sugar for me?"

"......" took a deep breath, Tang Yifeng took a deep breath, and then suppressed the ** in his body who was shouting 'strangulation', but the dissatisfaction in his voice was already obvious, "Do you know what time it is? Don't you think it's ......."

"Hmm...... It hurts" There was a muffled snort, as if he had been punched, and Huang Puyi's voice trembled vigorously, "I'm sorry, you can rest." ”

Listening to the "beep" sound on the phone, Tang Yifeng looked at the sky speechlessly, he actually felt very guilty! It's an illusion, it's an illusion, Tang Yifeng, wake up quickly.

When Tang Yifeng woke up, he had already appeared at the door of Huangpu Yi's house with a piece of clothing in his hand, and his fingers pressed the doorbell of Huangpu Yi's house with his fingers.

After a long time, the door was opened, Huang Puyi poked his head out with a dishful face, his lips were white, and he was holding his stomach with one hand.

Tang Yifeng touched his forehead speechlessly and said, "You have a stomachache?"

"Hmm......" Huang Puyi clutched his stomach and squatted down again.

Tang Yifeng grabbed the other party quickly, helped the person to the sofa, and asked, "Then do you want to drink ginger ale and brown sugar, what you should do now is to go to the hospital!"

"Coco," Huang Puyi retorted with a purser of his lips, "My sister will drink this if she has a stomachache!"

The feeling of convulsions turned out to be like this, Tang Yifeng stroked the corners of his spasmodic mouth, and a crying and laughing expression appeared on his face: "Your sister is because of the eldest aunt!"

I really want them to live together, I want to give them more contact!

Love, sons (the author has been driven crazy by work!)