What should I do if the task object is slag? [Entertainment]

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She was a little inexplicably nervous, always feeling like she was about to touch Anjou's private territory, and there was a little imperceptible expectation hidden in the tension, holding her breath, her hands were tighter than ever before. Grab the steering wheel.

"Not going home." An Ru sighed and said, "I can't go back, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back forever."

Some time ago, Tang Aihua and Yu Shiqing made it public, and with the addition of Gao Yuanwei and Xiao Yan, the six pairs finally became three pairs, and there were only three pairs left before they could become regulars. She also took the initiative to intervene to break the line between Qin Ran and Zhang Yiman.

If you can't go back, you won't be able to become a regular in this life.

Seeing her miserable expression, Wei Ya panicked immediately, and said sorry repeatedly, "Well, how about staying with me during the Chinese New Year? I mean, I just happened to go to see my grandpa. If you want, you will be one more not much."

It was only then that An Ru realized that Weiya's invitations were always so obtrusive. People who were not familiar with her really couldn't figure out what she was thinking. Thinking about Weiya's parents, they probably didn't stay together during the Chinese New Year. They play their own things, and they don't even want to do face-saving work. When the family reunite during the Chinese New Year, they can only find grandpa, which is quite miserable.

"It's ok. I take care of a cat by myself. I'm fine when I'm free. Chinese New Year is like a widowed old man." An Ru thoughtfully followed Wei Ya's words, but she has lived in the world for two hundred years, and every year is her own. When a person looks at the family reunion of human beings, he will occasionally feel a little sad.

Weiya breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Oh, then come with me."

The 28th of the twelfth lunar month has already entered the Chinese New Year state before. Anru has seen all kinds of flavors of the New Year. In recent years, it has become less and less enjoyable.

But this year is different from before. Anru ponders over her box of little treasures. What gift is better to bring to the elderly? A heather root pipe or a green-glazed tea bowl? Anru flips through it. Bring everything you think you can use.

It's not surprising that many people are polite.

Weiya was still driving, seeing Anru get in the car with a few small gift boxes and said: "I have prepared everything, the old man is happy to see people now."

"What's yours is yours." Anru put a few boxes on the back seat, and turned to Weiya and said, "Drive slowly, oops, what else does my grandfather like besides pretty girls? Tea? Do you smoke? Do you practice calligraphy?"

Wei Ya frowned and said, "Write some brush calligraphy and draw a picture, why do you like pretty girls?" Wei Ya pursed her lips, coughed under her throat, "Also, why is my grandfather, don't talk nonsense."

She became serious, as if her pretty face was more solemn, as if it wasn't her who was flirtatious and affectionate when they first met, Anru nodded indiscriminately, thinking to herself: Terrible, Wei Ya has changed his sex? No more flirting with girls.

She said with one heart and two minds: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, you are right."

Extremely perfunctory, with a zero point attitude, Wei Ya glanced at her, only to see Anru casually turning her head to look at the gift box behind, as if she didn't care about her abnormal reaction, let alone let it go, maybe Didn't even look at it.

So I was relieved and a little annoyed at the same time. I was really sick. It is said that people who live an extremely empty and boring life will pay too much attention to and even rely on the people around them.

It seems that it is time to leave, Weiya thought: I will leave after the Chinese New Year, at most a week, if I am sick, I should get treatment early, and if I procrastinate, I am afraid that I will become terminally ill.

An Ru found the one with the paperweight in several gift boxes, and she felt very relieved, and it was the most witty to take all of them. She was still a little nervous about this, and turned her head to ask Mr. Wei Ya if he had many relatives, friends, or anything? Do you have other hobbies?

"A well-behaved person like me is usually liked by the elders. Can I be nervous? No, I am confident, confident."

Wei Ya peeked at her, almost ran a red light, and braked suddenly before entering the sidewalk. The two of them were pulled back to their seats by the seat belts. Twist to pick it up.

Wei Ya grabbed her outstretched arm, which was slender and soft, and the thick clothes in between seemed to be just a layer of air, and she grabbed the inside at once. Embarrassment was like an illusion. She lowered her eyebrows and did not look at Anru. She slowly turned her gaze back, as if there was some monster squatting there.

"Short arms, don't be too hard to reach, show your waist." Weiya said as he unfastened his seat belt, leaned over and picked up all the boxes and bags left beside the chair, "If you're so nervous, let's put it with you."

An Ru also poked his head to look, Wei Ya turned around from the seat between the two of them with those things, her lips touched a little cool and soft for an instant, she just wiped it and then staggered, Wei Ya was so nervous that she couldn't speak, she took a closer look There was still a little bit of lipstick on Anju's lips that she had wiped away.

An Ru froze in place, not knowing how to react was the least embarrassing.

Wei Ya was still holding something in his hand, his lips moved a few times, and he didn't know where to start.

But at that moment, I really felt heart palpitations.

The old driver Wei Ya got stuck on the main road for many years.

"Can't we go now?" Impatiently waiting for the red light to turn green behind him, he honked his horn and opened the window to shout forward.

Like throwing a hot potato, Wei Ya casually put those things in An Ru's hand, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car rushed out with a buzz.

Anru was still in shock, the white cat on her lap rolled back and moved into her arms, kicked the box she had just picked up again with a kick of her feet.

"Ancestor!" An Ru quickly bent down to pick it up, and said to Wei Ya: "Don't, don't, stay steady, I'm afraid I won't be able to see grandpa if I fall again."

When I picked it up, I thought about it. It is safest to put it on the bottom. If I drop it, can it still fall out of the car? Anru sat up again, and quickly stroked the cat a few times, suppressing the unnatural embarrassment in her heart.

Wei Ya saw her sitting up from the corner of her eye, with smoke puffing out of her mind, and she had no time to think about other things at all, especially when she saw the obvious lipstick on An Ru's lips, Wei Ya pursed her lips and said, "Drink!" water?"

An Ru was embarrassed and didn't know how to speak, and when she heard something to say, she immediately said, "Drink, drive slowly."

Wei Ya slowed down and walked forward cautiously, his peripheral vision was taught to be honest, and he no longer dared to look around randomly.

An Ru drank the water and asked Wei Ya how long it would take and if she should drive.

"No, I'll be there soon." Weiya immediately rebuffed, "My driving skills are very good and stable. It was really an accident just now."

Wei Ya sat upright, with a very standard posture, and quietly relaxed her fingers gripping the steering wheel. It's better not to pass the fifth day, she left on the fourth day, and came back for more than a month, which was completely different from what she imagined.

At first, she just wanted to come back and ask An Ru for a reason, not why, but she just couldn't bear it, and she also got the answer, "It's just a one-night stand", so she has been making a lot of fuss all this time, and now the whole person is confused.

"Trust you once." An Ru put down the water glass, but this time it was really steady, she drank half of the glass without shaking it.

Wei Ya couldn't help but glanced at her. It's like a habit she developed at some point. An Ru always acts as the co-pilot next to her. She won't be allowed to sit next time. She will go to the back, out of sight and out of mind .

Half a glass of water melted a little bit of lipstick on An Ru's lips, like a delicate flower petal, rosy and low-key, but very attractive, very delicious at first sight.

After getting off the expressway and walking for another two hours, Wei Ya's mother, Lin Ling, has no brothers or sisters, only one daughter. The old man has been living alone since his wife passed away, in a very simple courtyard in the suburbs.

When the car approached from a distance, you could see the old man was already standing at the intersection, he looked very healthy, but when he received someone, he first looked at Anru for a long time, then stared at Anru and asked Wei Ya: " This is your friend?"

"Yes." Weiya replied, holding a lot of health care products in his hand, "Ordinary friend, her name is Anru."