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Zheng Xiao turned her head, looked at the scenery outside the window, and called Zhong Ming in front of Bai Xili, "Hello? Huahua, are you free tomorrow? I invite you to go to the concert."

Bai Xili frowned, his ears pricked up unconsciously, and he listened carefully to the voice next to him, even Zheng Xiao's slightly raised tone felt awkward.

Why haven't I seen her be so kind to me before!

"alright, bye."

"Finished?" Bai Xili asked.

Zheng Xiao nodded, "It's over, go get tickets, I'm going to sleep for a while, don't talk to me."

Bai Xili looked at Zheng Xiao who was lying on the side, sighed and took a pillow from the side, "Put this on, or your neck will be tired when you get home.

"Oh, thank you." Zheng Xiao spoke in a sparse tone on purpose. How could Bai Xili not feel it, but he had no choice but to be depressed. Who told him that it was normal at that time. He didn't cherish it back then, but now It was his turn to suffer.

The so-called retribution is just not yet the time.

Sunday.

Zhong Ming greeted Han Yingdong and the others to wait outside the theater. Lu Yanchu was late, and when he arrived, other people had already entered the arena, and only Zhong Ming waited for him outside.

"Here's your ticket, let's go in."

Lu Yanchu took the ticket from Zhong Ming and asked, "Where are they at fifty cents?"

"Go in, we're next to each other, so I'll wait for you outside."

Lu Yanchu didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence, so he entered the theater with a smile.

Lu Yanchu was not interested in musicals at all. He pulled Zhong Ming's sleeve and motioned him to lean towards him. The lights from the theater shone on Lu Yanchu's face, making him look extraordinarily good-looking.

Zhong Ming blinked his eyes, walked over slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Wifty-haired boy bought this ticket?" Lu Yanchu was gossipy, full of curiosity.

Zhong Ming nodded, "Well, I heard that Wu Mao was a childhood sweetheart and a doctor."

"Oh? It's amazing." Lu Yanchu's nose was uncomfortable, and he shrugged his nose after speaking. When Zhong Ming saw it, he was distracted. He stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Yanchu's small nose, and immediately retracted it like an electric shock. .

Lu Yanchu didn't feel anything, touched his nose, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Ming's face turned hot, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh."

Zhong Ming stooped and walked out, and as soon as he entered the bathroom, he backed out like a thunderstorm. Han Yingdong and Zhou Ze were actually kissing!

them? !

Before Zhong Ming could fully react, he saw Chen Sheng, a pig teammate, approaching, his voice was like a loudspeaker, "Brother Hua, what are you doing here? Why don't you go in?"

Zhong Ming: "..."

Han Yingdong: "..."

Zhou Ze: "..."

Han Yingdong reluctantly let go of the blushing Zhou Ze, pursed his lips and walked out first, coughed lightly and looked at Zhong Ming, "I'm going back."

Before Zhong Ming could nod his head, he saw Zhou Ze coming out of it like a cooked shrimp. He didn't even dare to look at him, so he followed Han Yingdong and left.

Chen Sheng looked at these people inexplicably, and asked, "Did you guys quarrel?"

"Hey..." Zhong Ming patted Chen Sheng's shoulder heavily, "Sister, I feel sorry for you."

"what?"

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Difficult labor all night, finally gave birth, although very short, but also my son╥﹏╥