Can I Connect To Your Wifi?

In the afternoon when Ti Xiao went home, he did not forget to buy soy sauce and oranges from his family on the way.

"Uncle, you are back." Ti Nanyi opened the door for him, and grabbed a handful of oranges when they met, "Are the oranges sweet?"

Ti Xiao said helplessly: "Can't you help me carry something?"

"Xiao Xiao is back." Ti Xiao's mother called him in the restaurant, "Where's the soy sauce?"

"Here you are." Ti Xiao handed over the soy sauce, and howled into the living room again, "Ti Jiji, are you wearing my slippers?"

"Oh, why isn't this the brand that our family often eats?" Ti Xiao's mother asked with soy sauce, "Why did you buy this?"

"I... my neighbor recommended it, saying it's delicious." Ti Xiao brushed the hair on his forehead.

Knowing brother Mo Ruo, Ti Zhe walked over slowly and gave the slippers to Ti Xiao, and smiled maliciously, "I don't think so~"

"You talk a lot, quickly take your orange and disappear in front of my eyes." Ti Xiao angrily walked towards the study, pulling on his slippers.

"Uncle, what do you want to draw?" Ti Nanyi chewed an orange and leaned close to Ti Xiao.

Ti Xiao came back with a digital screen. Today is New Year's Eve, he promised fans that there will be benefits today, "Go, go, have you finished your homework?"

"No." Ti Nanyi took out his phone and laughed a few times, "I'll show you the sneak shot of our English teacher, but it's a bit blurry." As he said that, he was about to hold the screen in front of Ti Xiao's face.

This digital display has been used for a long time, and the interface is not well connected. I tried it several times and failed to charge it. I was a little anxious, "Don't read it, go write your homework."

"Just take a look, just one look." Ti Nanyi insisted.

"Don't watch." Ti Xiao said firmly.

"I tell you, if you don't read it, you will definitely regret it."

Ti Xiao thought of the good looks of the tall man he saw in the restaurant that day, and rolled his eyes. Does it make me regret just looking like that?

"Three, two, one, if you don't go back, I will call your mother."

After eating, Ti Xiao went into the study and started building cars.

Today is the last day of the year. Maybe everyone is reuniting with their families tonight. Ti Xiao’s Weibo post has been posted for almost 10 minutes without any comments, making him feel that he has passed away.

"Ding dong——" a "1" jumped on the small envelope.

Someone liked his Weibo, but when he opened it, he couldn't see which user liked him.

"It's weird." Ti Xiao scratched his head, a little puzzled.

This kind of operation is usually done by someone who swipe to like, and then cancel it in seconds. In this case, it will still show that a like has been obtained, but the user cannot be seen.

And the hand-sliding user Xiaoyao was busy cleaning the table. The table was full of tea that he just saw the long picture on Weibo, under the double blow of cognition and three views.

I didn't expect Xiaojiu to be so...

Xiao Yao's expression was a little unnatural, with the tips of his ears glowing bright red, and although there was no one around him, he raised his hand to cover his face and mouth, as if someone was watching him.

Cautiously, he clicked on the long picture again and scrolled down.

As soon as he glanced at it, he immediately buckled the phone screen to the table.

The two people in the picture are the protagonists in the series titled Xiao Xin, this is not important, the important thing is the posture of the two of them...

I didn't expect that Xiaojiu could play well... Bah, he can draw...

Xiao Yao uncomfortably poured himself a glass of ice water, and finally couldn't help but go to the toilet to solve it.

From intolerance to release, my mind is full of little twitches.

Ti Xiao here is lying on the bed with his legs crossed, scrolling through Weibo, watching news and current events from entertainment gossip, bored and not knowing what to do.

What is Xiao Yao doing now?

The moment this thought popped up, his phone vibrated.

Past: what are you doing?

Ouch, ouch, is this the legendary telepathy?Ti Xiao grabbed the phone happily, completely unaware of the strong possessiveness in this sentence.

Magic Conch: I'm reading a book【Picture】

In order to keep it real, he also took out a book from the bookshelf that seemed to be full of styles, spread it out to take pictures and added filters to send it over.

Xiao Yao rubbed his fingers under his nose, wanting to laugh.

Past: Will you watch it later?

Ti Xiao thought about it and replied.

Magic Conch: Look, this book is very good, I want to read it in one sitting tonight

Xiao Yao laughed again when he thought of what he just wrote on Weibo, "Send five cars to the fairies in a while".

Ti Xiao didn't know that he had lost his vest at all, so he put aside the book and took the initiative to start the conversation, after all it was rare for Xiaoyao to chat with him.

Magic Conch: Do you want me to chat with you?I told you I need money to chat with you

Then Ti Xiao received a red envelope.

He was just joking, but he didn't expect that Xiaoyao really sent a red envelope, and Ti Xiao didn't want to accept it, but it's a pity that the hand speed he developed while fighting with Ti Jiji and his daughter in the family group to grab the red envelope made him unconsciously Click on it.

There is a full 100 yuan in the red envelope.

Paste: Yes

Ti Xiao couldn't really want the 100 yuan, so he hurriedly sent it back, but it was a pity that Xiao Yao didn't click on it.

Past: Talk to me for a while, it's boring to be alone at home

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and we should stay with our family tonight.

Ti Xiao sat up from the bed, and imagined a gloomy and lonely Xiao Yao, cooking soup and drinking alone at home.

Magic Conch: Why don't you go home?

He thought about it, but he still didn't send this sentence, so he carefully changed it to another sentence.

Magic Conch: What?Did you miss me?

This sentence is a little selfish.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao's heart immediately softened. Looking at the gurgling soup on the stove, he really missed him a little bit.

Before he could reply in the future, Ti Xiao's message came again.

Magic Conch: I will go back tomorrow, there is still a cat at home to feed

In fact, the cat food he left for Little Hulu was enough for a week, but in order to prevent Xiao Yao from seeing anything, he still had to find an excuse.

Past: cat?

When Xiaoyao went to Ti Xiao's house, he didn't realize that there was a second living creature in his house. Although cats usually don't see their tails, they didn't even notice the presence of cats at all.

Magic Conch: It’s just a raccoon cat. I picked it up on the street when I was in college. It’s called Little Hulu.

It was only then that Xiaoyao understood what Tixiao was talking about on Weibo all the time.

When he saw Ti Xiao's Weibo post of "Little Hulu, she snores so loudly", he still nervously thought it was Ti Xiao's girlfriend.

It turned out to be a cat, which was a good match.

Magic Conch: Let me tell you, Little Hulu is lazy, she just eats or sleeps every day [Picture]

As he said that, Ti Xiao also found several photos of Xiao Hulu from his mobile phone and sent them to him.

One picture after another flashed on the screen, one of them was a selfie, Ti Xiao hugged Hulu and looked at the camera, Ti Xiao smiled, two small dimples loomed at the corners of his mouth.

Why didn't I think of poking his dimple before?

Xiao Yao smiled and pressed Save.

The two had been chatting for a long time, from astronomy to geography, among which Xiaoyao had a lot of things to say. Although he was not kind, it was much more fun to see his reaction, and his pretentious tone made people think of him. The usual radiant little expression.

Ti Xiao was also tirelessly cheerful, both of them were quick-return players, you and I quickly reached zero.

Just as we were talking about painting, Ti Xiao was about to talk about the operation of the show, and received a voice message.

Everyone in the family was already asleep, so Ti Xiao got up and searched for a headset in the dark. In the dark, he kicked his foot on the table and almost fell down, but this couldn't stop him from listening to what Xiaoyao said.

The moment I clicked on the voice message, the beating heartbeat was very clear.

"Happy New Year, little tow."

The hands of the clock just crossed zero, and the fireworks outside the window are as gorgeous as the east wind, blowing down the stars and shining through the long night.

Ti Xiao held the phone in his hand, his heart echoed what Xiao Yao said just now.

Xiao Yaji's operation or something... It's really a foul.

And the thoughts of admiration seem to be illuminated by fireworks, making them clearer.

Past: Are you going to sleep?

Ti Xiao couldn't bear to sleep, he wished he could go out and drink a few cans of green cow drink, and chat with him all night.

Magic Conch: Not sleepy yet

Past: Then chat with me for a while?

Magic Conch: Good

It's like two middle school students who have just started dating. They will always have endless days and endless topics to talk about. They say good night again and again, and they don't want to be the one who put down the phone first.

When he fell asleep, Ti Xiao rubbed his hands secretly and listened to the voice from Xiaoyao several times, feeling so beautiful in his heart.

Xiaoyao's voice was slightly low, very quiet, and when he listened to it repeatedly at night alone, it was like a lover whispering in his ear, with a kind of unspeakable embarrassment.There is still a bit of a provocative smile in the ending, and you can see the curvature of the corner of his mouth just by listening.

If it wasn't for being unable to download, Ti Xiao really wanted to use this voice as his message notification tone.

Wait, Ti Xiao listened to it again, just now he was only indulging in Xiao Yao's voice, but...

What the hell is Xiaojiuji? ? ?

Is there any deep meaning?

Ti Xiao had been chatting with Xiaoyao just now and he was very excited, his palms were sweating a lot, when he was going to listen carefully, his hand slipped and he pressed something, and the phone fell on his face.

When he held his nose and picked up the phone, the voice message in the dialog box had disappeared.

Ti Xiao wanted to cry but had no tears, he really wanted to chop off his own hand.