How to break the author's bad taste

15. Xiaobai is going to be hot, how to break it

"..." Bai Lianhua stared blankly at her brother, then at the innocent electric plug, and suddenly seemed to squat in a corner. ━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━

Seeing how stupid his younger brother was so stupid, Bai Yue felt a little speechless, sighed, and helplessly rubbed his stupid brother's head like a chicken coop at some point, and put the innocent electric plug on the table , Said: "Xiaohua, let's not make an example."

"..." Bai Lianhua nodded vigorously at the side like a chicken pecking at rice, with an expression of agreement with his elder brother's decision to handle it with care.

"Sleep." Bai Yue drove his stupid brother to the bed, turned off the light, and turned his back to the light in the corridor, his face was dark, and his tone was as flat as ever: "Don't be caught by me again." But it was inexplicably gloomy Sen's feeling.

"...QAQ" Feeling threatened, Bai Lianhua hid under the quilt obediently without making a sound.

"Click." Bai Lianhua watched her brother gently close the door like this, rolled her dark eyes, and fell asleep obediently.

On this side, the warm daily life has entered the step of good night sleep, and on the other side, a group of people in the yy room who were suddenly left behind called Bai Lianhua for a long time without responding, and then exploded in the yy room!

[Jealous bottle of vinegar]: Mom! (⊙o⊙) Ah!Couldn't that voice just now really be Gongjun from Shoujun's family in reality? ! ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

[I don't like little yellow ducks or something]: It should be... It's already twelve o'clock at such a late night, who else would share a room with someone? (￣△￣;)

[Sour radish]: Maybe it's a roommate?Listening to Shoujun's voice, he should not be very old.

[Spicy girls don't eat spicy food]: Although I really want to say that... But, where does the dormitory get such things as ginger syrup? ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ and that cold tone plus that doting words—I really can’t believe this is a simple roommate ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Sour Lemon →_→]: What you say is all without thinking... Have you forgotten the Weibo that the rich man came so quickly by Shou Jun? ? o(一︿一+)o Whose dormitory looks like that (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

It happened so suddenly that even Sour Lemon, who had always been calm and looked down at the top of the second product, couldn't calm down.

[School bag is a squirrel bag]: It's also <(＾－＾)>

[Brother has sugar in his bag]: Wait, wait a minute!I just thought of a not so good guess!First of all, Shoujun is not very old, and his cute and stupid attributes cannot be more obvious, and the concept of money is not very clear. In this way, Shoujun is not the type that is very good at making money, right! ?

Brother Youtang was so excited that he didn't even type an emoji, and before everyone could react, he slapped one more.

[Brother has sugar in his bag]: Where did the money come from?It won't fall from the sky, will it?In this way, I would rather take the money at the risk of being smashed to death! !This guess passes!Back to the original point, where did the money come from?Shoujun will not make money, so it can only be other people's money!But people's money doesn't just fall from the sky, it's picked up for nothing, and the hard-earned money is given to you for no reason. Do you think that he forgot to bring his IQ when he went out? !Besides, even if ordinary people suddenly become kind-hearted, they wouldn't give people so much money!The small animals in Shoujun's Weibo are not something you can buy with just a little money!

[Sour radish]: Tangtang, don't get excited!Your guess doesn't have to be true.

[Brother has sugar in his bag]: Carrot, let me finish.

[Brother has sugar in the pocket]: The voice of the man just now sounded like an elite man. Although I heard it for a short time, but with my ears in the circle for many years, I can be sure that there is something in that man's voice. Such an imposing manner, he is definitely not an ordinary employee, let alone a small supervisor of a big company!Why would a man with a promising career spend a lot of money on a young boy?I don't need to say it!I don't want to insult the role he deserves. ┭┮﹏┭┮

yy The room was so quiet that there seemed to be no one there.

Brother Doudou Youtang finished sending the message and left the room.

[Sour Lemon→_→]: What happened today is just an unfounded guess. I don’t want to see such words anywhere.It's okay to say it today, no one is allowed to make unfavorable remarks before confirmation.I found out, kicked out of the crew directly!It's getting late, everyone has worked hard today, let's go!Rest early and don't think too much.

After the sour lemon was distributed, it was also downloaded directly, and then everyone left the room one after another.

Quiet.

Zhong Xicheng finished reading with a sigh of relief, exited the room, threw himself on the soft and spacious bed, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, sat up and dialed a phone number: "Help me find a person, Weibo name It's called Birch Sickle, and the certification is CV." Originally, I wanted to have a face-to-face meeting after developing a relationship on the Internet, but now it depends on the situation.

After Su Qiao exited the room, she sat in front of the computer and thought for a while, before making the same move as Zhong Xicheng.He made a call and said, "Hi, hello! I want to ask you to do something for me..."

In contrast to the identical reactions of the two people here, there are many opinions among the crew members of [Full Flavors] on the other side.

[Sour Lemon→_→]: Tangtang, you are too excited.

[Brother has sugar in the pocket]: I'm sorry, I know what I said was a bit too much.

[Sour radish]: Tangtang, we all know what you are like, so we won't blame you much, but people's hearts are like a belly, you have to know that not everyone is tolerant.

[Jealous jealous bottle]: Compared to these, I want to know more, Tangtang, did something happen to you in reality?

The vinegar bottle, who always loves to make up his mind, is no exception this time, and throws out a guess that is a bit off topic.

[Brother has sugar in his pocket]: ...he called me just now, and said that he wanted to break up with me and be with the rich lady who would be taken away by the police for affecting the appearance of the city. What else did he say to me? This is true love!Fart the fuck!

As a result... she really guessed right.

It's really... a good spirit that doesn't work and a bad spirit, ah bah, that's right, Shoujun's one will definitely not work!absolute!

The people in the group belittled the scumbag in various ways and comforted the brother with sugar in his pocket, before turning back to the original topic after a while.

[I don't like little yellow ducks or something]: Although Tangtang's emotional outbursts are possible, the black people don't care about them.What I am worried about now is what will happen if your baseless speculation is spread by someone with a heart?

[Brother has sugar in the pocket]: I'm sorry, if it really becomes like this by then, I will automatically withdraw from the group, and I won't hurt everyone.

[Spicy girls don't eat spicy food]: Don't talk about what's available.There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Besides, there are only a few people in the pia show, who will tell it?

[Squirrel Bao]: That's right, it's getting late, everyone, wash up and sleep! (づ￣3￣)づ～～

[Sweet and sour pork loin]: (づ￣3￣)づ～

……

A group of people said good night to each other, got off the penguin and went to sleep.

In the dead of night, when the lights were dimmed, a group of people gathered in front of a computer desk with enthusiasm and laughter, chattering non-stop; a group of people were scattered in different corners of the city, facing a computer, Crackling weaves unknown darkness.

Of course, there is another group of people who know nothing and are happily rolling in the warm blanket.For example, Bai Lianhua, who rolled around and wrapped in a quilt and fell under the bed with a "bang tom", didn't hurt at all, and continued to roll: "..."

In any case, the night passed.

"..." Bai Lianhua, who broke his usual sleep time yesterday and planned to sleep a little longer in the morning, was mercilessly whipped by his biological clock. When the old housekeeper came to call him for breakfast, he had already woken up and could not fall asleep. Bai Lianhua, who was able to wash and eat obediently, felt very sad.

Seeing everyone has an expression of "I'm so sad, my heart hurts, I won't love again".

In the time it took to eat breakfast, the maid who was in charge of the tableware problem and waited aside because she couldn't bear the young master's ignorant and wanton discharge early in the morning could already count on one hand.

"..." Looking at another maid who was stared back silently, the old housekeeper couldn't help staring at his young master, and signaled with his eyes: You are so self-willed!Friends do not explain!

"..." Bai Lianhua understood the look in the old housekeeper's eyes, and silently shifted his gaze, staring closely at the fried egg (scum) on his dinner plate that was horribly stretched like a car accident scene by his unintentional technique, and continued to discharge.

The fried egg (slag) who has already died in battle: Hey, hey, hey, everyone is so swollen by you, why don't you let him go?Bad guy~(TロT)σ animal!Nonsence!Birds!

Bai Yue, who couldn't stand it any longer, took a sip of milk and said, "Go for a walk with your little pet after eating." The implication is, don't stand in front of me.

"..." The sleep-deprived Bai Lianhua looked numb, glanced at Bai Yue in a trance, said "oh", and floated to the back garden like a ghost.

The young master is mighty!The old butler silently nodded.

"Recently, what is Xiaohua busy with? Give me the information later." Bai Yue looked at his younger brother's sluggish look, worried in his heart, and whispered, "Remember to go to Baihe Tower when your parents' flight arrives. Invite Master Chef here, Xiaohua likes the crystal knuckles of that shop."

"Yes, Eldest Young Master." The old butler replied in a low voice, turning the table in his heart to make complaints: So, is the master invited for the sake of Mrs. Madam or Young Master? !Eldest young master, are you not afraid of young young master's poor diet? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

After the peaceful breakfast, Bai Yue rarely stayed at home to deal with work. As a result, he heard a knock on the door and the voice of the old butler who pushed the door open: "Young Master, Young Master seems to be on fire."

"..." Bai Yue looked at the old housekeeper suspiciously, "Is it about Qiu Ziqiu's Two-dimensional club last time?"

"No, young master, it's not enough." The old butler looked at Bai Yue with a blank look in his eyes with an expression of "you're too naive".

"In addition to the latest publicity released by Miss Qiu's cos studio, which released photos of the young master without makeup, there are also slanderous posts about the young master on the pink net of the radio drama." The old housekeeper reported this way.

"..." Bai Yue looked at the web interface sorted out on the computer handed over by the old butler, and didn't speak for a while.

The author has something to say: Do you think a stupid author can write it all at once?too naive! ┭┮﹏┭┮

This chapter is a bit dark, dear friends, protect your glass heart.

Lovely friends are hanging under my text, and the stupid author who has half coded the word goes to someone else's text, silently urging the text... --(˙˙)/--(What happened just now? Don’t make it (●￣(?)￣●)(⊙v⊙)) The stupid author has to catch up with the paper next week, do a ppt, endorse, and write three essays, each of which costs [-] or at least [-]. The stupid author of the draft will not tell you the fact that you will be dependent on Mr. Zhuan next week~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～

I really like "The Insect Master", and I really want to open the colleagues of the Insect Master (☆▽☆), please stop the stupid author! ! ! ! !

I just found out today, don't overlord my other way of saying is "don't 419 people!", so, friends, give some comments, don't 419 people.

2015.3.22

Well, next week, you will still see me, because the stupid author went shopping today (buying underwear and was attacked by breasts 〒▽〒), you will not see Mr. Sen who saved the manuscript.