Does Jin Chan still need Shen Yuan after taking off its shell?

The old lady on the second floor was still playing Peking Opera, she vaguely was Ping Guinan.The voice is bright, the words are slow, and the meaning is getting more and more difficult.Zheng Yi pushed Cheng Yuan with his elbow, and asked him, "Do you want to eat skewers?" Cheng Yuan didn't agree, and smiled and pulled him back upstairs.

Before entering the room, Zheng Yi heard the conversation between Wang Qi and Pan Hua only at the stairs.

Basically, Pan Hua stared at his younger brother to take medicine.Zheng Yi didn't pay attention, and raised his hand to knock on the door.Cheng Yuan held his hand to stop him, and shook his head at him.Pan Hua stared at Wang Qi, drank a glass of water, and pretended to go out.Cheng Yuan quickly pulled Zheng Yi to hide in the shadow of the corridor.Sure enough, Pan Hua turned back quickly, and Wang Qi was bending over and retching, covering his mouth.

"Take your hand away."

Zheng Yi heard Pan Hua order his younger brother.Even if he could only see the back of Pan Hua's head, he could guess that Pan Hua would not have a good face.

But who is Wang Qi?Facing Pan Hua's reprimand, he clenched his fists.

The two brothers looked at each other for ten seconds, but Wang Qi finally lacked concentration and moved back a little.

It was this that made Pan Hua seize the opening.He stepped forward and pulled Wang Qi's thin arm forcefully, and gave orders again: "Open your hand."

"..." Wang Qi resisted this very hard, but spread his palms at the end.Inside lay a milky white pill soaked in saliva.

Xu Shi's battle of wits and courage with his blood relatives exhausted Pan Hua, and he sighed helplessly while holding his forehead.Fingers can smooth the wrinkles between the eyebrows, and the gap between the hearts is not so easy to disappear.

"Eat it. Don't make me say it a third time."

Fundamentally, they are relatives.Pan Hua didn't seem surprised by Wang Qi's resistance. He gently caressed the troublemaker's cheek, his fingertips traced across the jaw and neck, slowly moved down the left collarbone, and suddenly pinched his supple meridian with force.Wang Qi almost screamed subconsciously because of the severe pain of the meridians being compressed.

The gongs and drums of Peking Opera on the second floor can no longer be heard clearly, and the tone of Jinghu becomes louder and louder with the change of emotions in the play.

On the third floor, Pan Hua saw the right moment, took the pill and pushed it deep into Wang Qi's throat and let it flow down by the water. Wang Qi's struggle only made him choke.Right now, he was leaning on the wall as low as possible, coughing and spitting water.There were water splashes in the corners of the eyes, and I didn't know if it was tears or something else.

Corresponding to him is Pan Hua with a stern expression on his side.

At this time, he still pretended to be so upright.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yi thought to himself that Wang Qi would turn around and thank his bangs for blocking his last dignity.

Seeing his brother leaning against the wall and panting for breath, Pan Hua condescendingly stretched out his hand to coax him, "Okay, come back with me." Wang Qi bowed his head and took his hand obediently, allowing him to hold it.Pan Hua nodded in satisfaction, and continued to preach: "Don't get mixed up with them. The priority is reversed."

I don't know which sentence angered the unlearned dandy again, he suddenly opened Pan Hua madly, pointed at the door and cursed: "Get out! You fucking get out of my house!"

He suddenly jumped up and grabbed Pan Hua's skirt and pushed him up the stairs, and he didn't forget to raise his voice and shout: "Goddamn! The murderer's son said that the family members of the victim are lunatics? Whose fault is it that I have become like this? In your heart Don't you have any points? If you have the heart, touch it and tell me how many people you owe an apology to? Will Sister Li be happy seeing you like this? "

Sometimes it is really miraculous that Wang Qi's seemingly crazy questions can directly poke Pan Hua's heart.

Pan Hua, a man with an excellent family, grabbed his cousin by the collar and threw him on the street to blow the wind.

Zheng Yipa saw Pan Hua lighting a cigarette downstairs alone from the window, and he was just about to lament with Cheng Yuan that every family has hard-to-recite scriptures, but the subject of observation seemed to have noticed something.The light from the street lamp shone on him, Pan Hua raised his eyelids and looked up.Zheng Yi quickly withdrew his head, and with lingering fear in his heart, he slapped Cheng Yuan vigorously, "Damn, if I were Wang Qi, I would be crazy."

It seemed that Cheng Yuan didn't like expressing any opinions, he didn't agree with Zheng Yi's remarks.Nor did he deny it.He just avoided it temporarily, giving Wang Qi enough time to tidy himself up.

"Now, we can go buy skewers."

When Cheng Yuan knocked on the door with a barbecue, it was the lively and cheerful person who opened the door for them during the day.

Seeing that Cheng Yuan didn't puncture, Zheng Yi was naturally cautious for fear of leaking.

They briefly explained what they had seen and heard in the back kitchen of a dessert shop with a weird name, and Wang Qi was very interested in the existence of oyster omelette.

His original words were as follows: "Don't say it, his tone of beating is a bit like Wang Ke. I swear that except Pan Hua, no one would be more beating than him."

"Yo. What made you want to beat up your crush?" Cheng Yuan seemed to be a little more open-mouthed than usual when facing Wang Qi. Zheng Yi didn't expect him to take the initiative to gossip about other people's feelings.

Whether the speaker is intentional or not, the listener really cares.After a short silence, Wang Qi resolutely denied it, "Before, the crush." ​​Wang Qi changed the subject and announced as if drinking water, "I got a boyfriend. Just now."

"What?" The sudden news made Zheng Yi, who was washing blueberries, blurt out his doubts.Wang Qi squinted at him, seeing that he wasn't too sarcastic for Blueberry's sake: "On the Internet. I play Yaohao. They said that my character pinched his face like his ex-girlfriend."

The gaze cast on Wang Qi added a bit of complicated meaning, so Wang Qi had to add, "I pinched the facial features according to my sister's face."

This makes it impossible to tell who is playing tricks.

I don't know why, but Zheng Yi is confident that if the other party is lying, this kid can make a mess.

"Get ready, I'll open a room later. I'll find time tomorrow to send the oyster fried head for testing." Wang Qi took out his phone, not knowing what to do.Cheng Yuan was not surprised, let him make trouble, and asked if he wanted to clear the computer desk and stool.Wang Qi rejected the proposal, and said it would be easier to lie on the bed.

No matter how much he hypnotizes himself in his heart, this is the normal communication mode of art students, Zheng Yi still feels that there is something tricky in it.

He hesitated again and again, and made a request in a heartbeat: "Bring me one."

Believe him, he just wants to restore the out-of-control situation at a critical moment.

Without understanding Zheng Yi's personality, Wang Qi would not think so.He looked at Zheng Yi from head to toe as if he had never seen him before, then turned his head and called Cheng Yuan, "Can he do it?"

Cheng Yuan, who was named, was laying the wardrobe. He poured cold water on him without raising his head, "Pull it down, you don't weigh much. Don't dislike others, okay?"

Ten minutes later, Wang Qi and Zheng Yi leaned side by side on the head of the bed.

The screen of the mobile phone displays a cutscene of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

Of course, Cheng Yuan huddled in his closet.

For some reason, Zheng Yi felt that he was cheated.

"That's it?"

"What do you think?" Wang Qi didn't take Cheng Yuan's warning of "don't bring food to bed" seriously, and he didn't forget to put blueberries in his hand when he was in the queue, and his words were a little soft, "Be smart. I'll pretend to be Wang Ke later, and you and Cheng Yuan will cooperate with my routine. Understand?"

"I thought." Zheng Yi was at a loss for words, he struggled for a long time, and choked out a sentence, "I thought you two painted human bodies all night."

"Pull it down, the real person is going to throw up. I'm still handsome in plaster."

What is suffocating is that Cheng Yuan actually nodded, agreeing with Wang Qi's statement: "Indeed. Only paper people understand people's hearts."

old hatred

There are business matters.

Of course, Cheng Yuan, who worked so hard to come to the kitchen, was not for the purpose of being an inspector of the health bureau.Seeing that the oyster omelet didn't seem to be broadcast, Cheng Yuan decided to tell Zheng Yi what he had just discovered in front of him.

It means nothing.Purely for revenge.

He hooked his fingers to Zheng Yi: "Come here, take a picture." Zheng Yi looked at the oyster omelette worriedly, and the ghostly kid spread his hands provocatively, "Are you worthy of me?"

Zheng Yi ignored him.He turned his eyes away from the bad boy and turned to Cheng Yuan to see what he found.

"Scheduling schedule." The flashlight's aperture moved on the paper, and Cheng Yuan was afraid that he would not understand, so he deliberately explained, "Someone deliberately did not sign and only left the date. The chef column."

Zheng Yi nodded and wanted to ask, but was preempted by oyster fried.

"That's me." The impolite child folded his hands and looked at them like a fool, "I have to pay the bill even if I didn't sign the contract."

Facing the bear boy Cheng Yuan, he showed the calmness and composure that an adult should have. He put away the collected fingerprints, and by the way, pulled a few strands of hair from the top of Oyster Fried, squinting his eyes and joked: "You can be Wang Ke."

Regardless of his young age, Oyster Pan has regained his composure after the initial wavering.I saw a look of disdain on his face, and then he propped up the marble countertop and jumped onto the edge of the stove to sit firmly and watch the show, "Does it matter who I am? According to your logic, Lin Zhe can be Wang Ke."

They confronted each other silently, secretly waiting for the other to speak first.

Zheng Yi quietly whispered into Cheng Yuan's ear and asked, "Who is Lin Zhe?" Cheng Yuan couldn't bear his breath, and after shrugging his shoulders, he took a step back and briefly explained, "Another cook."

Another cook?Zheng Yi felt that the name was a little familiar, and felt in a daze that he had scanned it for a while but couldn't remember it.He couldn't help repeating these two words, vaguely recalling the signature elsewhere.

"file."

"Go back." Cheng Yuan started talking to himself after collecting the clues he needed.Without hesitation, Zheng Yi left Oyster Pan to chase after his annoying temporary partner.

After getting into the car, Zheng Yi wanted to drive, so he threw the "gun" to Cheng Yuan.Cheng Yuan took it in his hand and examined it carefully, then commented: "It's really hard to open."

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Zheng Yi took advantage of the traffic jam and pretended to grab it, "If you don't eat, give it back to me." Cheng Yuan laughed at his childishness, and even more childishly put candy in his mouth.The chocolate model fell apart in his mouth and then melted due to the temperature of his mouth.

After he finished eating, Zheng Yi's plan succeeded.Before he opened his mouth, he saw Cheng Yuan sucking his finger and couldn't help putting a smile on his face, "Is it delicious?"

Cheng Yuan looked up at him, and leaned over to give the young man a kiss without talking nonsense.

Chocolatey.

80.00% Five's black art.

There is a hint of astringency between the bitterness.

With the bright piano sound and bass accompaniment, Zheng Yi changed the lyrics in time