Chapter 196

Li Sanyi stared at the phone he hung up in his hand, regretting why he didn't record it at this moment.

"Did it really happen? Shouldn't it be a dream? ”

"But what if it's a dream? I've had this dream too many times. ”

Li Sanyi held the phone and analyzed it worriedly.

"Probably not, usually dreams of important times will have a little accident, and then I scratch my heart... It doesn't seem to be there this time. ”

"Why don't you do something ruthless?"

Li Sanyi, who was self-attacking, pinched his face with one hand.

"It hurts—really? It's true! Hahahahaha! ”

Li Sanyi couldn't stop laughing, and tears came out of his eyes.

A phone call, a phone call to the character of Wind Yin.

God knows how long it's been since Feng Yin has been in the studio.

"Bang bang bang--Brother Li, I'm here—-"

In the next second, Li Sanyi and Zhang Boer, who rushed in, looked at each other.

"Brother Li!"

This Brother Li was stunned to let Li Sanyi hear the taste of Brother Monkey, and he looked at Zhang Boer who was showing his belly and holding a bottle of dish soap in his hand.

"What's the danger of this dish soap?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Boer looked around and didn't find any bad guys, so he realized that he had misunderstood.

"It's okay, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Boer sat on the sofa with his butt on the table, put the dish soap in his hand on the table, and squeezed out some by the way.

"It washes away the blood...... The boss is popular. ”

Li Sanyi was really a little nervous by the group of people around him who didn't play according to the routine.

"I thank you."

"No, it's okay, I'll go first!"

Zhang Boer swaggered back to the opposite side.

That's right, the two are currently neighbors.

Li Sanyi took the phone and wanted to call Feng Yin for the first time, but thinking that Feng Yin was live broadcast late last night, he put down the phone again, wait a minute.

At this time, the wind is indeed sleeping.

But......

"Wangwang--"

Allah didn't want to.

What about its daily morning run?

Wind Moan was dragged off the bed by Allah with his eyes closed, yawned, and went downstairs with his head on the coop.

Wind Yin perfectly interprets the state of the body running and the soul sleeping.

But even if the soul longs for sleep, after an hour of beating, the soul can't bear it a little bit, and it is a little sober.

All the tiredness is borne by the eyes.

One person and one dog finished the morning exercise, took the elevator, ding, Allah's cry was a rising tone, and the next second he was excited like a fool who was happy when he saw the rain.

"Allah—I've moved in, and I'll be able to see you more often in the future."

The wind yawned one after the other.

"It's good that you're in love with Allah, I think it has signs of a love brain."

said very pertinently, nodded affirmatively, and continued to yawn, looking at Cheng Yanqiu on the other side wanted to yawn.

"You had an eye cosmetic surgery overnight."

Cheng Yanqiu was teasing Feng Yin for having four layers of thick eyelids, Feng Yin yawned and looked at Cheng Yanqiu, and said with bad intentions: "Do you want to yawn back--ah——-"

Another one.

Cheng Yanqiu's expression was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to lose so quickly, and his damn competitiveness exploded at this moment.

"Hahahaha, your expression now is the same as Allah wanting to go to the toilet and can't open the bathroom door!"

"I'm laughing to death! The two of you are too similar. ”

The wind laughed, and the elevator door was closed by Cheng Yanqiu in the next second.

And what about her... It just so happened that she wanted to go home and sleep.

Open the door and the phone rings.

Feng Yin, who was a little resentful, answered the phone.

"As far as I'm concerned, there's still two minutes left to go offline."

"You have a job acting, give money! Give money! Give money! ”

(End of chapter)