Precautions for the care of mermaid after marriage

Next, Zhang Chenyang hung up the phone with a shake of his hand.

Mo Hengyu on the phone finally got through, and was overjoyed, but before he could say anything, Zhang Chenyang hung up after saying "Oh, the sun".

He walked home blankly, thinking, it's over.

……

Zhang Chenyang was shocked.

Zhang Chenyang looked at Brother Ergou with a blank face, his words echoed in his ears, and his whole heart was filled with a kind of green plant.

Name: Grass.

He looked at the red-faced Yan Yu with a complicated face, all his ingenuity was concentrated for a moment, and suddenly he remembered something, he quickly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the recording, and asked a question cautiously.

"Brother, can you say it again? I didn't catch it clearly."

When Yan Yu was drunk, he remembered that it was Song Yan who sent him back just now, and it was dark, so he thought the person next to him was him.

He leaned on Zhang Chenyang's body, sniffed, a little embarrassed, but he honestly said what he just said in another way.

"Old dog Song, why are you running around in my mind these days, it's so annoying, it's all there."

Then he frowned: "Well, have you changed the laundry detergent, why are you still short?"

The laundry detergent that Zhang Chenyang used had an ordinary lavender flavor, and he was indeed shorter than Song Wen.

... even a few centimeters shorter than Yan Yu, don't blame him, it's because they are too tall.

The amount of information added up in these few words was frightening, and he had never heard such an obedient voice from his brother Yan!

Zhang Chenyang turned off the recording button, and then sent the file to Yan Yu with a complicated expression.

I really want to have a cigarette.

Yan Yuhan asked, "What are you doing, don't talk."

"I'm full of dog food."

He suddenly felt that he had done a bad thing by reminding Yan and divorce.

After going around for a long time, Liu Zhao's previous guess was really right.Who would notice about laundry detergent?

This is what a great prophet is.

"Brother, go home." He put Yan and one arm on his shoulder, and walked downstairs with difficulty.

Wake up tomorrow, let him listen to the recording by himself.

·

During the banquet and waking up the next day, according to Ji Chunyun's words, the sun melted his buttocks.

It sounds scary.

He lay on the bed, his mind was blank, and he began to think about his current situation slowly.

He seemed to be drunk last night, and then Mo Hengyu... Zhang Chenyang, tsk, how did he come back?

A fish loses its memory, and its mind is full of words, I am iron egg, it is so miserable, and the tiger is crying.

At this time, Yan Ran happily passed the high school entrance examination, Yan Hua went to work, and Ji Chunyun should be downstairs in the supermarket, so he was the only one at home.

He sat cross-legged on the bed like a carp, ready to comfort classmate Tie Dan, the old one will not go, and the new one will not come.

Clicking on the screen is full of news. After the banquet and hangover, my head hurts a bit, but now I frowned even more, and immediately cleared all the news.

He swiped his fingers, and habitually opened [Song Meow] first.

At 10:30 last night, Song Miaomiao said: [I have already told the young man and Lao Bai that you don't need to report any more, and send me a message when you wake up. 】

At 11:30 this morning: [Still awake? 】

At one o'clock: [(Maomao probes) You won't have your phone stolen, right? 】.

Feeling a little embarrassed after feasting and watching, he rubbed his nose and found that it was already 01:30, so he hurriedly replied: [Wake up, wake up, I didn't lose it. 】

Song Yan replied in seconds: [I almost placed an order. 】

Yan Yu made a question mark.

Song Yan: [New mobile phone. 】

Yan Yu: [... Thank you. 】

rich man's world.

[Banquet disaster]: [Wait a minute, you sent me back last night? 】

Song Yan thought of last night's banquet and the plausible question, the twists and turns of teasing, and felt a little bit astringent.

He really, has never been so uncertain about one thing.

[Yes, the princess hugged her all the way, so tired. 】

Yan Yu was dumbfounded: [? ? ?You look at my air bangs and say it again? 】

【You let me hug you. ] Song Miaomiao replied - after all, it was a banquet and he was asked to do it, there is not much difference.

Yan Yu continued to be confused, wondering what he did when he was drunk!

Song Miaomiao continued to come to the third company: [You still asked me if I hugged anyone else. 】

Yan Yushi felt like his whole body was going to burn up.

【I'm not drunk. 】 Immediately afterwards, Yan Yu sent another message, 【No, I'm going to wash up. 】

Using Song Laogou's learned method of playing rogue, he successfully slipped away from Song Laogou's clutches.

Feast and take a deep breath, get up first to wash up, and calm down your mood when you hear the bad news.

He now feels that he shouldn't be drinking.

The main reason is that when Song Laogou said this, a picture did appear in his mind.He seemed to be embraced by Song Wen, hugging him.

Yan Yu covered his face, fuck me.

Lao Tzu's famous name.

He got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and hypnotized himself with the words "I'm drunk" in his brain. After a long time of effort, he calmed down a bit.

After Yan Yu tidied himself up, he lay back on the bed, thinking he had to send a cordial greeting to classmate Tiedan as soon as possible.

It seemed that people all over the world woke up earlier than him. Zhang Chenyang sent him a message at ten o'clock in the morning, saying that he had gone out and made an appointment with Mo Hengyu, telling him not to forget to listen to the recording.

recording? ? ?

Yan Yu first wished him to beat the opponent—although it may have been finished by now, and then clicked on the mysterious m4a file above this message.

Next, he knew what the real bad news was.

Hearing his words that were soft after drunk, as if he was acting like a baby, he shook his hand and hit his face with the phone.

It hurts.

It's hard to live.

·

Although there are only 20 days of summer vacation, many people still know the truth of cherishing time and are determined to spend these 20 days well.

After all, after this, it is time to enter the third year of high school, and the waves can only be waved for a while.

And Zhang Chenyang even sent himself to the countryside directly.The result of his appointment seemed not very optimistic. Although he was not injured, he looked extremely depressed after returning.

...so sad that I didn't even ask about the banquet and recording.

He said to Yan Yu in a vicissitudes of life: "I think I still need to follow the party's leadership policy, go deep into the countryside, and experience the happy life of the working people."

This is clearly an escape from reality.

Yan Yu sighed: "Okay, I hope to see the muscles of the working people when I come back."

"Cough, work hard."

After Zhang Chenyang left, Yan Yu found a movie in the room to watch, and after watching it, he began to open his eyes and doubt life.

Scattered episodes of drunkenness were played back and forth in his mind, recorded, and he remembered them after listening to them once.

In fact, the content of the recording is not bad, and the love at the same table can barely be explained, at most... He is still thinking about the divorce in his subconscious.

But many times, memory needs to be tapped.After Song Yan's reminder in the morning, he remembered that he asked Song Yan, "Send others home, do you want to hug like this?", and felt ashamed.

Cover your face with the quilt.

And the tone of the recording is also indescribable, he was dumbfounded, when did his voice sound so soft.

He is really, what kind of messy things does he do when he is drunk, and he is so mentally polluted by himself, absolutely.

Yan Yu felt that he couldn't face Song Wen normally.

Originally, he planned to invite Song Yan out to an Internet cafe or something, but now that he thinks about it, let's forget it.

He had no expression on his face, otherwise he would not have approached Song Fan at all.It's a holiday anyway, as long as no one mentions it, the two of them won't be able to see each other.

If Song Yan wants to talk to him...let's talk about it.

ah!What's the matter!

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Liu Zhao's prophecy is in chapter 20~