Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

After the Poetry Conference, Bei Shi launched the "Idiom Conference". This time, instead of letting Lin Wei and Yan Xi partner, Yan Xi was the leader. After the program aired, it became well-known, and Yan Xi became more and more famous, and more and more people recognized her. It is broadcast every Sunday, recorded on Saturday, and the time from Monday to Friday is relatively free and regular. She picked up the habit of long-distance running again, and has three hours of fitness time a week.

When I got home in the evening, An Zhi did her homework, and Yan Xi went to run at night. There was no way to run in the morning, because the uncles and aunts downstairs would hold her to ask all kinds of questions, and they would also match her.

A light rain fell on Yan Xi's face. She took a breath and slowed down a little.

Because of work, I have been getting closer and closer to Liao Chengyu recently. Occasionally, they would talk to each other at lunchtime, and also during meetings. Sometimes it was late. He would buy her red bean bread and milk for supper, wrap it in kraft paper, and put it on her table. Recently added WeChat, and occasionally sent her funny news jokes and some interesting topics. If she is late for a meeting, she will send a text message to ask her if she is home. He even showed her some high school kids related matters.

Not too much, but the right kind of care.

But even the dullest person can feel his heart.

Not to mention the habit of seeing the opposite **** pursue various tricks.

Yan Xi doesn't hate this approach, but...

There was light in her eyes.

On her twenty-eighth birthday last month, Liu Yiyi celebrated her birthday in advance because she was going to fly to Milan, and had a "woman-to-woman" dialogue with her.

Yan Xi opened the gift she gave, so stunned that he was a little incoherent, "This, this is..."

Liu Yiyi's face was calm: "Oh, it's just a little prop to add to the fun, a good helper for single women, men will cry when they see it..."

"Stop!" Yan Xi couldn't listen anymore and interrupted her, and two pink halos floated on her cheeks, "I, I don't need this."

"Ah? Really?" Liu Yi leaned on her cheek and looked at her: "Yan Xiaowu, have you been without a man for seven or eight years?"

During the quiet run, the raindrops fell lightly on Yan Xi's hair. She exhaled, feeling a little embarrassed when she remembered it.

"Hey, I am very envious of a woman who can separate **** and love. Before I find love, my body will be lonely. Think about it, my flowery body has not been caressed for a long time..." Liu Yiyi faintly Sighing, "The new boy assistant is only 94 years old. He is so handsome that he can squeeze water out of the water. It's rare that he hasn't bent, but ah, can you watch it or not..."

Yan Xiqing coughed: "How are you and my second brother?"

Liu Yiyi pursed her lips and smiled a few times, "I touched his hand! Ah!! I have seen the dawn of the victory of the revolution!"

Then she said with a serious face: "I really want to sleep with your second brother!" She smiled slyly: "Can you imagine what he looks like in bed? Ah, just think about it for a while and I will ah ah ah ah! "She cupped her face.

Yan Xi sighed, wrinkled his face, and said with difficulty: "...I don't want to...Imagine my second brother on the bed."

Liu Yiyi laughed, the more she laughed, the louder she became.

"Yan Xiaowu, honestly, haven't you been lonely after all these years?"

The raindrops were getting bigger and bigger, and they started to weigh on the face. Yan Xi took a breath and turned around and ran home. After entering the community, she accelerated, and her ears heard the sound of Yudai Nian falling on the leaves. When she arrived at the door of the house, a small lamp was lit in the yard, emitting a faint light in the drizzle.

Yan Xi entered the room, said, "I'm back", locked the door, and went to the restaurant to drink water.

When he got to the second floor, An Zhi in the room heard a voice calling out, "Auntie?"

"Well, back."

Yan Xi went into the room, took a shower, and came back. He took a can of beer downstairs, clicked on the documentary, and watched it on the sofa.

Many times, she relaxes at home and watches some sitcoms and documentaries. Sometimes she puts it on, sometimes she really catches her eye, and sometimes she just needs some sound.

She looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock. An Zhi hasn't finished her homework yet? It's not like her.

"Tao Tao?"

An Zhi walked out, "Hey."

"A lot of homework?"

"No, I'm all done, and I accidentally did too many questions." An Zhi rubbed his eyes and sat down on the sofa.

"Are you tired?" After An Zhi entered school, Yan Xi didn't pay much attention to it, only that she became the monitor. Because she didn't have to worry about her studies since she went to school. But now in high school, Yan Xi asked apologetically: "

"Is everything okay at school?"

An Zhi nodded, curled his feet up, and pouted.

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"There is a great classmate in the class...I haven't won the first place for a long time." An Zhi said dully.

"Well...that's it..." Yan Xi pondered in his mind that there were some children who were among the best in junior high school, but got mediocre grades in high school.

"Has the monthly test already been done?" Yan Xi counted the time, and it's not there yet?

"Not yet, but our class will have a weekly test. That person will either give me the same score, or give me one more point..." An Zhi muffled his voice, not realizing that his mouth was so twisted that he could hang something.

Yan Xi thought to herself that it was fine, it was normal. But on second thought, Tao Tao didn't fall out of the first place when he was studying. Now, there must be a psychological gap.

When Yan Xi was studying, he was a middle-to-upper-average type who usually didn't like to work hard when it was crucial, and he didn't understand the psychology of being a scholar. But looking at An Zhi's drooping eyelashes, pouting, and depressed little buns, she wanted to feel the same way, but what if she wanted to laugh...

"Well... so..." Yan Xi stretched out his voice a little, trying to suppress his smile.

An Zhi was depressed. She originally wanted to tell Yan Xi about Xu Jiaer. This girl is very special, but sometimes it makes people angry. She doesn't cooperate with the class teacher at all, and she won the first place. name.

But An Zhi was a little puzzled. Dyeing her hair was also her freedom, and she took the first place on her own merits. It seemed she couldn't help but say anything. Then why is she a little upset? !

By the way, this person is here to laugh at her height! This is unbearable! One meter seventy five is amazing. I'm 1.6 meters tall, okay? I was shorter before...

But she can't say that my elementary school is the shortest in the whole school... She simply blew her own shortcomings!

So depressed!

"This first place is very powerful. You can learn from each other, and maybe you can become friends." Yan Xi said with a smile. Since Yang Mengmeng returned to his hometown to study, An Zhi has been depressed for a long time. She sincerely hopes that An Zhi can be of the same age. 's playmate. Yanxi felt that she couldn't give her the ability to get along and communicate with her peers.

An Zhi pouted, with a reluctant expression.

"what's wrong?"

"She sits right behind me and is arrogant. She likes to poke me when I have nothing to do, and asks me to talk to her. If I ignore her, she tickles me. Everyone calls me the monitor, but she calls me the junior monitor and laughs. I'm short."

Yan Xi narrowed his eyes and asked quietly, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Girls." An Zhi said, silent. Although Xu Jiaer would be seen as a boy at first glance, but after a closer look, he found that she was a very handsome and handsome girl, maverick, especially dashing and frank.

An Zhi had never seen such a girl. Especially when she introduced herself when she first arrived.

"Love sister paper."

Although everyone didn't feel anything afterward, they dared to say this in front of the teacher in a large audience. In fact, in the eyes of their classmates, it was a very cool and handsome thing.

Other classes have also heard about it, and it seems that everyone has not taken it seriously. On the contrary, many female students will come to watch Xu Jiaer between classes.

Then there will be a **** sound of "so handsome, really handsome, really handsome".

Yan Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the girl was fine.

An Zhi was already in high school and was about to be 14 years old. Although she said that she was in love sooner or later, Yan Xi still felt that she was too young and was not at ease. The junior high school was okay. Although there were little boys following her and showing her favor, Yan Xi knew that Anzhi would always be with Yang Mengmeng in school. Later, Yang Mengmeng became her little spy, so Yan Xi had everything. Confidence in mastery.

Yan Xi asked tentatively, "Sounds like a pretty girl, eh? Can we become friends? Would you like to invite her out to dinner?"

An Zhi frowned: "No. I don't like her."

Yan Xi chuckled: "Because she is the first, isn't it you?"

An Zhi choked because of this, and she always felt that Xu Jiaer was always laughing at her, she felt very depressed and didn't know how to refute it. She pouted, "She dyed her hair, and the teacher asked her to dye it back, but she refused. I'm the monitor! Naturally, I have to persuade her, but she said that if I won her monthly exam, she would dye it back."

"Well, it's interesting, did you agree? Are you afraid of losing her in the exam?" Yan Xi teased her.

"Auntie!" An Zhi called her angrily, with an expression like "Why are you like this".

Instead of restraining himself, Yan Xi laughed. Because she had just taken a bath, her face was turned upside down, her skin was glowing, her eyelashes were very long, dark, and thin, as if drawn one by one with that brush. An Zhi looked a little dazed. When she was a child, she thought her aunt was very beautiful, but the older she got, the more beautiful her aunt became. In the past, because she didn't know so many words, she could only describe her as beautiful. Now she is in high school. It is reasonable to say that the vocabulary will be more abundant, but the moment that comes to mind is "she is so beautiful".

However, when she was lost in the past, especially when she was a child, Yan Xi would hold her in her arms to comfort her. Recently, it has become less and less, except when she is sick. An Zhi was extremely lost. She glanced over, a documentary was playing on the screen, Yan Xi stretched her legs and leaned on the imperial concubine seat, lazily and comfortable. The embrace was empty and seemed to be waiting for her.