Slightly sweet when I first heard it

These people also swiped the screen with specially sharpened ugly pictures of Yan Jinghuai.

They do it again.

Yan Jinghuai seems to have returned to the time when he was hacked by the whole network many years ago.

At that time, every word he said was misinterpreted, interpreted by netizens as what they wanted to see, and then turned into a tool for wanton attacks and ridicule, and stabbed back at him.

The overwhelming malice and curses made him breathless.Seeing the surveillance camera of the bar, he retched and fled out.

When he got back to the car, he realized that he had scratched his palm.

He moved his hand to his mouth nervously.

His nail polish is dark red, which was painted by Wen Qingyin last night.

She said that she didn't go to work today, and she also wiped her smug beauty.

They also took pictures.

Yan Jinghuai just remembered that he hadn't gnawed his hands for a long time, and the skin on his fingertips was almost healed.

He thought of last night again.

When watching a movie last night, the two drank beer.

He has a good capacity for alcohol, but Wen Qingyin's capacity for alcohol is very poor, his face turns red after two sips.

Yan Jinghuai took the opportunity to tease him, saying that he was afraid of the camera, so he might not be able to be an artist, and Xiao Wendong's money should be wasted.

Wen Qingyin has a sense of loyalty, her small chest slapped loudly, saying that Xiao Wendong is not short of money, and Xiao Wendong will support you.

Yan Jinghuai disagreed, saying that he is a big man, how can he eat soft food from his wife.

After hearing this, Xiao Wendong hit him in the face.

She pinched his face and muttered, "It's like glutinous rice balls."

She patted Yan Jinghuai's cheek, "What are you afraid of, eating soft food is also a skill."

"There are so many people who want to eat soft rice, why did you eat it for you? You still have the ability."

"Besides, if you are so good-looking, I would like to keep you. It's so pleasing to the eye. Others don't have such a blessing."

Yan Jinghuai always felt that the two of them got the script upside down, and he should be responsible for this kind of molesting.

He said in dissatisfaction, "I only have one advantage of being good-looking?"

"Of course not." Wen Qingyin leaned in his arms, counting her fingers, "You cook delicious food, your legs are very long, your skin is fair, even your mimi is pink—"

Yan Jinghuai really didn't expect Xiaowen Dong to be a hooligan, and he had nothing to do to peek at his tits.

This guy has no bottom line.Yan Jinghuai was even more dissatisfied, I only dared to peek at the back.

He has revenge.

Wen Qingyin is very unconscious now, she is still wearing thin clothes, and the conditions for committing the crime are simply perfect.

But Yan Jinghuai didn't dare.

He only saw the white flowers on Wen Qingyin's collarbone chest, and looked away as if he was shocked by electricity.

All in all, last night was a very meaningful night.Yan Jinghuai discovered many secrets.

Yan Jinghuai smelled the familiar citrus fragrance again.

This scent is not perfume, but the 'Xiang Xiang' that Wen Qingyin used when she was a child.She uses it as a hand cream now, and puts a little on every time she feels depressed.

Yan Jinghuai also painted a little this morning.

Smelling the familiar scent, the depression quickly eased.

Being depressed doesn't work, and neither does being angry.He looked in the rearview mirror. They just hadn't seen the world and didn't know the good things in the world.

You have to show them.

The chicken blood this time was very curative, and Yan Jinghuai didn't feel tired after a day of class.

After taking a shower, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to make an appointment for dinner with Wen Qingyin, who had already sent him a message.

She said that she was bored at home and went to 'Mn', and let him have fun at home alone.

You are not at home, I have nothing to play.

Yan Jinghuai looked at his phone and then at the mirror. For the first time in his life, he was anxious about his appearance and felt that he was not handsome enough.

The last time he accompanied Wen Qingyin to escape from prison, his appearance and departure were very shaky.

He wanted to save some impression points in front of her teacher and senior brother.

If only he was more handsome.He thought, let others know at a glance that Yan Jinghuai and Xiaowen Dong are both talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match.

By 'Mn' it was already dark.

The office building was brightly lit, but Yan Jinghuai stood outside the gate, not knowing how to get in.

He searched around the door, but didn't find any button to open the door.

There was nothing left to do, he rushed up and shouted, "Hi, Jian, are you there?"

Like frogs croaking in a pond after a rain, he gets "Hi, I'm here" one after another.

In the darkness not far away, the phone screens lit up one by one, revealing a group of angry faces.

Wen Qingyin's office.

Yan Jinghuai felt aggrieved, "I didn't know that 'Jianjian' can also be used on smartphones."

After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and asked in horror, "Should I not mention this taboo word?"

The brother comforted: "It's okay, I've already unplugged it. 'Jianjian' is a smart assistant in the phone, and it's these little bastards who pluck the company's wool."

Yan Jinghuai felt relieved.He asked again, "Is Xiaowen Dong not here?"

The brother said: "Little Wild Boar is helping the teacher to check the data. ——Hey, are you so weird, and you still call her Xiao Wendong?"

Shu Jiyuan, who came to accompany her husband to work overtime, glared at him, "You don't care about the young couple."

She said to Yan Jinghuai: "Sometimes I don't bring a mobile phone when I enter the laboratory, I will call her."

Yan Jinghuai quickly waved his hands, "I won't bother you to live together. Just tell me the location, and I'll go by myself."

The brother was very enthusiastic and immediately drew him a map and told him how to read the road signs.

When Yan Jinghuai left, the senior brother took Shu Jiyuan's hand: "Honey, your hostility is too obvious. Why do you dislike him?"

"Fox spirit, Daji, Baosi! Which famous official can tolerate such a concubine by the king's side!"

Shu Jiyuan was indignant, "Have you heard that he actually used Wen Qingyin's hand cream. I sent Wen Qingyin that!"

Brother is in a complicated mood.He also regretted that he shouldn't force his wife to watch Gongdou drama with him, and felt a little green.

He poked Shu Jiyuan: "That kid looks pretty good in clothes, you can give me a suit too."

Professor Zhuo's laboratory is downstairs, and Yan Jinghuai can easily find it.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally did not knock on the door.

He leaned lazily on the window sill, put on his earphones, and started worrying about new songs again.

Through the window, he saw a long queue gradually forming in the opposite room, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Just out of curiosity, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

Looking back, it was Wen Qingyin.

She smiled and asked, "Come and take me home."

She wore a doctor's white coat and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

Inexplicably, Yan Jinghuai felt that she looked familiar.

He remembered his old wallpaper.

He quickly found the photo.

Wen Qingyin was a little surprised: "You actually have this photo, didn't I delete it?"

Judging by her expression, she doesn't mind him leaving a photo.Yan Jinghuai asked: "Is there any story in this photo?"

Wen Qingyin said: "Not anymore."

"This is a one-week laboratory challenge. During that week, I will take a photo every time I enter the laboratory. This one should be omitted."

The treasure she treasured was actually something she didn't want.Yan Jinghuai was not happy.

He took Wen Qingyin's hand, "You and I retake a picture."

Wen Qingyin refused, "No, I didn't wash my face today."

Yan Jinghuai held her hand tightly, "I've checked it, and there's no eye dropsy."

Although Wen Qingyin said no, she still smiled sweetly when facing the camera.

At that moment, Yan Jinghuai thought, the camera is not something scary.

At least, it records her smile.

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket with difficulty with one hand, and Wen Qingyin shook the two tightly clasped hands: "Aren't you going to let go?"

Yan Jinghuai interlocked his fingers with her, "I'm an idiot, and I'm afraid of getting lost."

Wen Qingyin let him hold it.

She looked at him for a long time and asked, "You seem more handsome today."

Yan Jinghuai wore ripped jeans and a worn-out bomber jacket today, faded canvas shoes on his feet, and specially combed hair. He looked youthful and decadent, very eye-catching.

Being praised by Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai was very happy in his heart, but he said politely: "There is nothing there."

Wen Qingyin looked at him for a while, then nodded: "Well, there is no difference, I must have misread it."

Yan Jinghuai didn't want to continue talking, and was very worried that he would have to go in an ambulance again.

He decisively changed the subject.

He pointed to the opposite room, "What's there for? Why are there so many people queuing up? It doesn't look like a bathroom."

Wen Qingyin leaned over the window and looked out, "Oh, there—"

As soon as he turned his head, Yan Jinghuai leaned next to him and also looked out.

The two were so close that they almost collided.

As if Yan Jinghuai didn't notice it, he echoed, "Well, that's right there."

This person's skin is really white, under the light, it looks like a diamond, dazzlingly white.A handsome face looks like a soft light filter, and it is even more handsome.

But he didn't realize it, so he raised his eyebrows at Wen Qingyin, "Speaking of which, where is it?"

Wen Qingyin was inexplicably shy, she straightened up, not daring to look at him:
"There's our 'Wall of Sighs.'"

She also knows how to be shy, it seems that beauty is not useless.

Yan Jinghuai pulled her into his arms, leaned into her ear, and asked in his characteristic lazy voice of tobacco and alcohol:

"What does the 'Wall of Sighs' do?"

His action is inexplicable, Wen Qingyin doesn't dislike his closeness, on the contrary, he likes it a little.

She let him hug her and stared at him blankly.

She thought, Yan Jinghuai's neck is really pretty too.

He really is a handsome guy.

Yan Jinghuai has been exercising a lot recently, Wen Qingyin took a sneak peek at his body, his muscles have become tighter, it looks like a whip has been pulled out, very beautiful.

She recalled all the idioms she knew, and it took a long time to find a bloody one.

She stared at Yan Jinghuai's beautiful neck, and unconsciously touched his protruding Adam's apple.

Her fingers were very light and soft, and Yan Jinghuai felt itchy when he was scratched by a feather.

He was concentrating on molesting people, but he didn't expect to be molested instead.

He opened his eyes wide, facing Shang Wen Qingyin's innocent eyes.

His mind went blank for a moment, and Yan Jinghuai didn't know what to do next.

He could only follow his instinct and slowly approach her lips.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door behind him, followed by Professor Zhuo's reprimand: "Wen Qingyin!"

"What's the matter with you kid? It's not serious or serious. The neck is so fragile, you can do it too."

Before Yan Jinghuai could speak, Professor Zhuo had already pulled Wen Qingyin out of Yan Jinghuai's arms.

Wen Qingyin was very honest in front of the teacher, with a slumped face, grunted sorry, and promised never to do it again.

Yan Jinghuai was suffocating.