Can I Connect To Your Wifi?

There is still one month left before the new year, and all walks of life are busy at the end of the year. Even Ti Nanyi doesn't know why he is stimulated, so he doesn't come to harass Ti Xiao anymore, and writes hard every day.

But still come every day to ask Ti Xiao to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her.

Recently, Ti Xiao also enjoys eating and eating, and can eat decent meals three times a day.

He buys vegetables, Xiao Yao comes back from get off work to get the vegetables to cook, and Ti Xiao helps wash the dishes after the meal, and the relationship between the two has become closer again.

And this also cured Ti Xiao's problem of going to bed late and waking up late to a certain extent. After all, if you don't go out early in the morning, you won't be able to buy fresh vegetables.

Occasionally, because of the live broadcast, Ti Xiao fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, and didn't get up to buy vegetables in the morning.

Magic Conch: Ah, I just woke up, I forgot to buy food, what should I do...

Past: It's okay, I've already bought it, you can come over after washing up

"How do you know I didn't buy groceries today?" Ti Xiao said vaguely while pulling the rice.

"There is a mutual understanding, maybe it is." Xiao Yao smiled.

Ti Xiao smiled embarrassedly, and was very satisfied with the answer.

Every time Ti Xiao broadcasts live, no matter how late, Xiao Yao must be a loyal audience who accompanied him to the next broadcast, but Ti Xiao doesn't know that's all.

Besides, Xiao Yao's little ailment on Ti Xiao's body has already been clearly felt by Xiao Yao, so it's only a ghost if he goes to bed so late and wakes up in the morning.

"Let's rest early in the future." Xiao Yao yawned and poured himself a bowl of soup.

In the live broadcast last night, Ti Xiao once again mentioned his wealthy neighbor, and the fans also gave him a popular science about how valuable the gift he received was, which made Ti Xiao feel a little nervous about accepting the gift for no reason.

As for the sentence [Don't you ask? ] It seems to be ignored.

Xiao Yao thought about this, and the soup spoon and the bowl collided with each other, making a "ding—" sound.

"Speaking of which..." Ti Xiao pondered for a while before saying, "Is the condenser mic you gave me that day very expensive?"

"Fortunately, it's not very expensive." Xiao Yao blushed without heartbeat.

"I see." Ti Xiao nodded, "Then where's your microphone? Why haven't I seen it?"

"In the bedroom." Xiao Yao said, "Do you want to take a look?"

"No, no, I'm just asking casually." The question faded away.

After all, the price of this microphone is there, and ordinary people will definitely check the order carefully before placing an order, for fear that something might go wrong.

Even if you really bought one more, you can still return it, why would you give such an expensive thing to your neighbor?

Although Ti Xiao guessed that Xiaoyao had some meaning for him, he was just guessing, and he was not a roundworm in Xiaoyao's belly.

Seeing his distressed look, Xiao Yao pursed his mouth, and couldn't help but want to tease him, "Who did you hear that this thing is expensive?"

"Ah? My fans." Ti Xiao spoke the truth without thinking about it.

"Fan?" Xiao Yao held back a smile and cast a puzzled look.

"Well, I usually draw oil paintings, and I take photos and post them on Weibo, and I have almost tens of thousands of fans who come and go. Yes, that's it." Ti Xiao's brain was running at high speed, actively remedial.

What he said was so pertinent that he almost believed it himself.

However, Xiaoyao is a person who has seen through his true colors, and just three words made him fall into distress again.

"Are you a fan?"

"..."

Originally, he wanted to catch Xiaoyao's words, but in the end, he went around and got himself involved...

"Let's eat, the food is getting cold." Xiao Yao picked up the topic and temporarily let Ti Xiao go.

He was afraid to continue teasing, but he could really laugh.

Ti Xiao's little heart was still screaming, trying to make up for it, "Well, I usually post some pictures on Weibo..."

It's good that he didn't say this much, but when he said it, it reminded Xiaoyao of a tragic night a few days ago.

That was the day when Ti Xiao posted five cars in a row on Weibo. His loyal fan Xiaoyao saw it before going to bed, turned left and right on the bed and couldn't sleep well, and stayed up until midnight before losing his temper.

Finally fell asleep, a certain little guy fell into someone else's dream uninvited.

If you fall into a dream, you can fall into a dream, but the little tortoise in the dream is restless, hmmmm, ah, ah, ah, the whole night.

As a result, Xiaoyao's state of going to work the next day was extremely poor, Wu Qing ruined his appearance now, and he missed several lines of the morning text.

Thinking of his sleep ruined by Xiao Tuo, Xiao Yao became a little angry, and wanted to set him up again.

"Is the microphone easy to use?" Xiao Yao asked suddenly.

Ti Xiao spoke without thinking, "Ah, it's easy to use, and the sound quality is pretty good."

Xiao Yao nodded and said, "What do you need a microphone for? Live broadcast?"

Ti Xiao was walking in Xiaoyao's routine, suddenly a little at a loss.

Very funny.

Xiao Yao shrugged his shoulders up and down, and finally laughed, "It's all right, let's eat."

Ti Xiao didn't dare to ask why he laughed suddenly, he just ate like a quail and carefully covered his vest.

Little did they know, someone had stripped her clean long ago, leaving only a pair of underpants.

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At night, Ti Xiao was tossing and turning in bed, thinking hard about whether he had lost his vest or not.

His job is to draw r18bl comics. If he has enough time, he will occasionally do some commercial or private illustrations. Many people think that this is a bit unprofessional, but Ti Xiao likes and loves this job.

In addition, he also drove on Weibo, posted five large-scale vehicles in a row, and overturned the car several times.

I was afraid that Xiao Yao would dislike him.

Originally, this two-dimensional vest had to be covered tightly, for fear that people in daily life would know that if they lost their horses, they would be ashamed.

Back when Ti Nanyi saw through his vest, he took a comic and chased her for three streets, just wanting to smack her forehead with a book and destroy her body.

After much deliberation, he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and posted a Weibo, deciding to ask his close fans.

Wisdom and Braveness: What do you think will happen if the person you like knows that you draw comics and drive a car?

Ti Xiao's fans all follow him, one sleeps later than the other, and there are many comments on Weibo just after it was posted.

"Who? The neighbor who gave you the microphone?"

"Did you always give up when you were invited to dinner?"

"Buy orange leg biscuits?"

"Buy you snacks and cook soup for you?"

"The one who hugged and kissed you and took advantage of you?"

"Your long-term meal ticket?"

Fans chatted with each other, and quickly posted nearly a hundred comments, all of which were asking who Xiao was, but none of them cared about his question.

Fans who could show him the way in Ti Xiao's heart turned into blue cats one after another, asking three thousand questions one after another.

Although there are many questions, they are all alone.

From the first meeting, unconsciously, it seems that each other has penetrated into each other's life, and there is each other's shadow in every bit, which has become an indispensable part.

"Hearing what you said, I feel that the man Ah Choe likes is also a rare good man. Don't be afraid, Ah Choe. If he likes you, he will accept all of you, and this is yours. For work, we neither steal nor rob, we all rely on ourselves to eat, I support you [Minions are happy]."

A fan gave him such a long comment, mixed with dozens of gags and [-] questions, it was really clear.

Ti Xiao read this sentence over and over again, slowly getting some points in his heart.

Xiaoyao, who likes to look good and has a good figure, is a hot item wherever he goes, not to mention the gold plated by overseas returnees on his body.

Such a person must have many suitors in normal times. It can be seen from the dumpling-making organized by the community on New Year's Day. The aunts and uncles brought their children one by one, wishing to grab Xiaoyao's household registration booklet and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

And that blond-haired and blue-eyed young lady a few days ago, her eyes are really, if you spread it out, you just like the word.

It has to be a font with a small heart.

Ti Xiao was thinking on this side, while Xiaoyao on the other side used his Weibo as a bedtime read, and happened to post this Weibo.

Swiping his finger down on the screen, one guess after another made the corners of his lips curl up one after another. It was because it was funny. It was funny that there were so many attributives before his name.

But in fact, he only wants to have an attributive to modify, and it is still unique, there is only one kind in the whole world——

"Little tugging".

The phone's battery was low, Xiaoyao thought for a while, and wanted to tease him, so he imitated the tone of his fans and gave Ti Xiao a comment.

After sending successfully, Xiao Yao straightened up and sat up, staring at the screen intently.

These words fell into the eyes of Ti Xiao next door, causing his eyes to light up suddenly.

After waiting for a while, when Xiao Yao was about to fall asleep, the phone buzzed and vibrated a few times.

Magical Conch: That Xiaoyao, are you asleep?I have something to tell you...