Can I Connect To Your Wifi?

The moment Xiaoyao's palm patted his shoulder, Ti Xiao felt that there were a hundred thousand grass mud in his heart, no, a hundred thousand Smurfs were galloping.

But at the same time, for some reason, Ti Xiao's hanging heart also let go, as if he was relieved that he was not ready to accept all this.

After all, I am just a child who graduated from kindergarten less than 20 years ago.

"Are you free this Sunday?" Xiao Yao said, patting Xiao Tuo on the shoulder again, "About inviting you to dinner."

Xiaoyao himself is a teacher, and he has winter and summer vacations and weekends to rest, but he doesn't know what Xiaoyao's job is, because he is worried that his work is a one-off schedule, so he chooses Sunday conservatively.

This Sunday, which is four days later.

Happiness came a little suddenly.

"I'm free, I'm free." Ti Xiao replied hastily, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, while staring at Xiao Yao without blinking.

Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, so tall, so tall, good-looking, good-looking, want to flirt, want to flirt.

Instantly compose a poem.

"That's good." Xiao Yao nodded slightly, still a little concerned about not pinching his face.

After all, the two of them are just neighbors, and they are both big men. This kind of behavior may be a little inappropriate, and it is easy to be misunderstood.

It happened to be Ti Xiao's turn in the checkout line at this time, fearing that Xiaoyao would check out for him again, he hurriedly sent his shopping basket up,

Seeing that Xiaoyao only had a box of rice and a bottle of oolong tea in his hands, Ti Xiao rolled his eyes a few times, and took these two things from his mobile phone while Xiaoyao was looking at his mobile phone.

When the two hands touched together, Ti Xiao groaned a few times in his heart.

"Let me settle the bill for you. I'm sorry to make you pay last time." Ti Xiao said seriously, and at the same time, as if he was afraid that Xiaoyao would take the things back, imitating what he did last time, he moved to the side to block him way.

But he still underestimated Ren Xiaoyao's height.

Rubbing his cheeks with his fingertips, his long arms passed over him, and he easily took back his own things on the cash register.

After a while, Ti Xiao smelled a smell of snow, pure and pure, and a little cold.

And Xiaoyao also got half of his wish, and the hand feels really good.

"Thank you, but there's no need, I'll do it myself." Xiao Yao grabbed the things back in his hand and said calmly.

Although he understands that this is the kindness of Xiao Yao, it seems that in his bones, Xiao Yao has an essence that he would rather others owe him more than himself owe others a little.

He used the wifi at Xiao Yao's house first, invited him to dinner or settled the bill for him, Xiao Yao felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Once it's the other way around, it's like Xiao Yao wants to pay for himself, Xiao Yao feels uncomfortable everywhere, and feels uncomfortable all over.

Ti Xiao stuck out his tongue a little embarrassingly, anyway, Xiaoyao couldn't see it, so let's not tie it up if it doesn't end, the two families are neighbors at the same door, the future will be long, and there will be opportunities in the future.

After leaving the convenience store, the two of them didn't talk all the way like last time.

It was still Xiaoyao who took the initiative to start the conversation: "May I ask, what do you do for work?"

"Squatting at home, painting." Ti Xiao was a little hungry, so he opened a bag of potato chips, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said he was hungry, but it was actually because he was nervous. After all, he was walking side by side with the male god. Just now, he held his little hand and touched his little face. He was so excited that he didn't even know where to put his hands. He was always looking for something. Dry.

Potato chips were in the bag, bouncing up and down as he walked, and the crashing sound of the collision covered up Ti Xiao's slightly flustered mood.

Hearing the word "painting", Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Xiao Yaoji would be able to draw because he was so unobtrusive, so he asked again, "What is the painting about?"

"Oil painting." Ti Xiao chewed the potato chips until they were crunchy, and lied without blushing.

After all, the profession of cartoonist is still a minority, and he is still a painter of Tanmei comics, so he moved out of the major he majored in in college, which sounds more compelling.

Xiao Yao was stunned again, then nodded: "The oil painting is pretty good."

"But you are really fluent in English, have you ever studied abroad?" There were not many potato chips in the small packet, and Ti Xiao grabbed them and ate them because of nervousness. After staring, he finally spoke cautiously. One sentence.

"It's okay, I've stayed abroad for a few years, and I can barely communicate with foreigners." Xiao Yao said modestly, with a slightly shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

He laughed so hard his eyes went straight.

I really want to see him smile every day.

This laugh also made Ti Xiao temporarily let go of his nervousness, and returned to the mode of talking nonsense when he sees people, and finally opened up that sweet chatterbox.

"How did you grow so tall on what did you eat?"

"Believe me, my net height is really 175, and I'm only 178 with a pair of shoes."

"Tsk, you tall people don't understand the pain of short people."

And so on, basically Ti Xiao was yelling alone, and Xiao Yao responded with a sound or a smile. Although it was a useless gag, he was very happy to be able to talk to Xiao Yao so much in one breath. Incredible.

If I can do this every day, I guarantee that I will never delay my draft in my life.

Guapi is afraid that he can wake up from a dream with a smile.

When they arrived at the door of the two people's house, Ti Xiao mustered up his courage and took out his mobile phone: "Do you want to add a WeChat?"

Will this sound be mistaken for suspicion of dating?

Thinking of this, Ti Xiao quickly changed his words, trying to cover up: "Uh, just leave a contact information, after all, between neighbors, you know what I mean."

"Alright." Xiaoyao took out his mobile phone instead of twisting the key, and scanned the QR code displayed by Ti Xiao.

At the moment when the friend was successfully added, Ti Xiao heard the sound in his heart, oh yeah, 230, the three fireworks are singing and crackling, and it is impossible to describe the excitement in his heart at this moment.

I just want to go on stage and sing a song to thank the people and parents.

When Ti Xiao was about to go home with this freshly released WeChat friend, Xiao Yao stopped him, with a rare bit of anxiety in his tone.

"That." He heard Xiao Yao say.

Turning his head, he saw Xiaoyao standing there, close to 1.9 meters tall, with long hands and long legs, which seemed like he didn't know where to put it, and the word "cramped" was written all over his body.

"What's your name? I don't know how to address you yet." There was a tremor in Xiaoyao's tone that he couldn't even notice, and he was really not very good at this kind of thing.

"Ti Xiao, the title of the title, the desolate Xiao, there is a Su under the initials of the cursive characters." Ti Xiao said, pressing something on the screen with his fingers.

Buzzing and vibrating twice, a message popped up on Xiaoyao's phone——

"Title Xiao."

After closing the door, Ti Xiao quickly dropped the things in his hand, hugged Little Hulu and started to circle around, the corners of his mouth crazily raised.

He asked my name He asked my name He asked my name!

The Road to Liaohan has taken a milestone and commemorative step!

Here Ti Xiao hugged his cat and hummed and danced the waltz, but Xiaoyao on the other side looked at Ti Xiao's WeChat detail page and fell into deep thought.