I saved the world after leaving the island

When he said this, Ye Zhaosheng was actually a little embarrassed, after all, he hadn't really made friends yet.

He told Bai Mian what happened in the afternoon, and talked about Lin Zhou telling him to give Xueyinguo as an apology. As for Jia Luoxiu's identity, it was completely ignored.

"Zhao Zhao is already an adult, you can make your own decisions." Bai Mian smiled and said in a gentle tone, "If you really make friends, bring them back to the island in the future. If you are not in good health, I can help take a look. Granny Luo also She will be very happy, she loves beautiful children."

Avifa listened silently at the side, and from the way he kept staring at the screen, it could be seen that he was listening quite seriously—although there was no emotion on his face embedded with an electronic display screen.

Mentioning Granny Luo, Bai Mian turned the video camera protruding from Aweifa's palm to the room.

This room is much larger than the corner that Ye Zhaosheng only saw in the background of the two of them.

The chandelier that shines like crystal, the floor is covered with gray fine velvet blankets, the mobile shelves full of densely packed clothes are placed neatly, and the clothes stacked on the pedals make the room look gorgeous and messy. beautiful.

Of course, the busyness mainly refers to Granny Luo and Hua Shiren who are frequently going in and out of the dressing room, and a circle of waiters standing around give them compliments at the right time. The two ladies are immersed in the joy of shopping.

"Do you want to talk to Granny Luo and your Aunt Hua?" Bai Mian shook the camera, as if shaking Aweifa's hand, causing the robot to stare coldly.

"No need, I'm relieved to see Granny Luo so energetic." Ye Zhaosheng stretched his waist, "It won't be good if she sees me and makes her cry again."

Bai Mian really didn't accept these words.

After the two said goodbye, Xiaofang greeted Aweifa alone and retracted the display screen.

Ye Zhaosheng lay back on the ground, turned his head to one side, looked at Xiaofang who was arranging body parts, and grinned: "Hey."

"?" Xiaofang raised her head and made a sound tentatively, "jitter?"

"I saw a bathtub in the bathroom, the kind only available in Aunt Hua's room." Ye Zhaosheng sent out an invitation, "I brought your swimming ring cover out, do you want to take a bath together?"

"Hey!" Xiaofang: "【Excited so much that I hold myself tightly with both hands and circle around.jpg】"

Come out of the bathroom, the clock says eight o'clock.

Ye Zhaosheng changed into the white vest and blue shorts of the same style as the village head, and the changed clothes were washed and hung in the bathroom.

The TV remote control is firmly controlled by a pair of metal hands, and the channel switches back and forth between cartoons and animal world.

The young man dressed in cool clothes sat beside the bed, revealing his smooth and firm skin where he was not covered by his clothes. Every time he made a movement, his muscles full of explosive power appeared immediately.

On the slender neck, a dark green rope woven of thin vines is strung with a black drop-shaped jade stone swinging.

Ye Zhaosheng dug and dug in Ye Zi's backpack, and took out a round fruit the size of an adult's fist, with snow-white skin covered with wrinkles.

It is still very fresh, and the leaves connected to the stalk at the top are emerald green and tender.

Snow drink fruit, one of Huludao's special fruits, is cultivated in Baimian Botanical Garden. It contains spiritual energy and can treat most common diseases with very mild symptoms, such as colds, coughs caused by fire, and non-stop hiccups. kind.

That's right, as long as the symptoms are not serious, almost all diseases can be cured. The world of superhumans is so unreasonable.

In addition, its essence is still a fruit, even if a healthy person eats it, there will be no problem, so it is perfect for giving away.

The only disadvantage is probably that the supply of spiritual energy must be maintained during the cultivation process, and the requirements for the growth environment are harsh, so mass production cannot be achieved at present.

Ye Zhaosheng took the fruit and fell into a rare thought. After a while, he walked to the door, opened the door and looked into room 408.

There was no one in the corridor, and the dim light shone on the empty floor.

At this point, the people in the next room should not be asleep, but they didn't hear any sound coming from inside—the possibility of the sound insulation effect being too good cannot be ruled out.

Turning his head to glance at Xiaofang who was watching TV, the little friend was so engrossed that he didn't notice his movements at all.

Ye Zhaosheng closed the door gently, and walked to the balcony with the fruit.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the cool sea breeze blows slowly.The full moon sprinkles silver light on the sea level, breaking with the rising and falling of the tide.

The layout of 408 and 409 is symmetrical. The balconies are on the left and right sides of the room respectively, so the two balconies are very far apart, with a distance of less than two meters.

Ye Zhaosheng stepped over the fence of the balcony of his room lightly, holding the fence of the balcony of 409 with his hands first, and then passed with his feet.But he didn't step in, just leaned on the outside of the fence, bent down and put down the Xueyinguo.

Sensing the movement outside, Galosh stopped typing on the keyboard and looked towards the balcony.

A hand holding a strange fruit sticks out from the left side of the floor-to-ceiling window. The hand is particularly pale under the moonlight, and the snowy fruit with white skin is even more white and shiny. At eight o'clock in the file, I felt the cool air at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!

Galosh: "..."

The Xueyin fruit was put down, and the owner of the "white hand" knocked on the glass door three times, as if he felt that the people inside the window had noticed, and quickly withdrew his hand, leaving only one ginkgo fruit on the spot, shaking people's eyes sorely.

At this moment, the corners of Galosiu's usual calm mouth twitched.

If this is not at sea, if it is not known that people have lived in the next door, the timid can stage a midnight scream in minutes.

After Ye Zhaosheng apologized—what he thinks—he felt relaxed, and when he came back, he caught up with the popular ancient drama "The Temptation of Ex-Wife" which was being released on Durian TV, and happily joined the army of chasing the drama with Xiaofang.

The two complained while watching, and finished the two episodes of today.

Ye Zhaosheng yawned, took out Xiaofang's exclusive cot from the leaf bag, turned off the TV and was about to fall asleep, when thinking of his apology, he got up and walked to the window.

"Zhao Zhao, it's time to sleep!" Xiaofang is a good robot who takes care of Zhao Zhao dutifully.

Ye Zhaosheng didn't go out, but just pulled the movable window of the floor-to-ceiling window aside, and pushed out the slit that could accommodate the head protruding.

On the balcony of 408, the place where Xueyinguo was placed was empty.

"Good night, Xiaofang." Ye Zhaosheng sat back on the bed contentedly, and closed his eyes.

"Good night, Zhao Zhao."

……

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines in, and as the sun rises, the shadow of the floor-to-ceiling windows gets shorter and shorter on the ground.

Hardworking people are already punching at this time!

Still wearing a small vest and shorts, the boy's movements are quick and slow, sometimes continuous, sometimes vigorous, and the movements outline a rhythmic beauty.Occasionally, he punches suddenly, and draws an arc with the black jade pendant around his neck.

Caressed by the sea breeze, the rising sun made the boy's cheeks reddish, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his body.

After punching and stopping, Ye Zhaosheng picked up Xiaofang and fixed it with two mechanical hands, and wiped his sweat with a towel on top of his head: "Good morning, Xiaofang."

The robot that would have responded immediately did not answer, but moved to the side of Ye Zhaosheng, covered half of his body with the boy's calf, and flashed the light screen in the direction of balcony 409: "【Shy.jpg】"

"?" Looking towards Xiaofang's light screen, Ye Zhaosheng immediately saw the silver-haired boy who hadn't had time to exchange names yesterday.

After wiping his sweating hands, Ye Zhaosheng put his feet together unconsciously, retracted his abdomen and stood up straight, froze in place as if standing in a military posture, and greeted dryly: "Morning, good morning."

Galosh put on his daily attire today.The black stand-up collar windbreaker covers the chin position, and the head can be slightly lowered to cover half of the face. The black skinny pants and polished black straight boots completely cover the whole person, and the aura exuded is more indifferent and alienated than yesterday up.

In fact, if the giant dragon hadn't suddenly appeared yesterday, Galosh wouldn't have let others see his side in pajamas.

"Good morning." Galoxiu leaned against the outer wall of his room, holding a small leather book in one hand, and a pen in the other hand as if taking notes. He didn't know when he came out and how long he had been standing here. .

Anyway, Ye Zhaosheng was so focused on exercising early that he didn't notice the arrival of the neighbor next door at all.

"Hi, hello, I'm Ye Zhaosheng, I'm from Huludao, my family has..."

Jia Luoxiu: "..." After Ye Zhaosheng finished speaking, he said slowly, "You introduced it yesterday."

Ye Zhaosheng: "Ah?!"

A narrow look flashed in Jia Luoxiu's eyes: "Are you a stutterer?"

Ye Zhaosheng scratched his head anxiously: "No, no, I, I'm just a little dirty."

Right now Xiaofang has no time to correct Ye Zhaosheng's accent, because he himself hugged Ye Zhaosheng's calf tightly: "[Want to get close but dare not be careful to test.jpg]"

"Do I look scary?" Jia Luoxiu closed the cowhide and put it in the pocket of the windbreaker. He no longer leaned sideways against the wall, but faced Ye Zhaosheng, his golden eyes slightly raised, and looked at the black-haired boy at the same time By the way, he glanced at the opponent's feet, and saw the little robot with two circles of mosquito-repellent eyes on the light screen.

"No! How could it be!" Ye Zhaosheng said hastily, "You look super cool today, Granny Luo never made me such a style."

Galosh asked curiously, "Why?"

Ye Zhaosheng: "Huh?"

Galosh: "Style."

"Oh oh oh." Ye Zhaosheng said dejectedly: "Grandma Luo only likes beautiful children. She said that when she grows up, Zhao Zhao will be taller, her skin will be rough, and she will not be cute anymore, which makes her uninspired. It's the same length."

Jia Luoxiu: "..." His eyes fell on Ye Zhaosheng, and he carefully looked at the so-called same style that the person in front of him said.

The racerback vest, the cyan pants that reach to the knees, the tailoring is not a one-size-fits-all size, the corners are trimmed, and the stitching is fine, it looks like a tailor-made dress.Under the background of the unique greenness and vigor of young people, it does not look earthy, but looks simple and comfortable.

Look at the boy again.

His black hair was fluffy and soft, probably a little wet from the exercise he had just finished.The eyes are bright and dark, although the mouth is not sharp enough, the eyes are vivid and energetic enough to easily infect other people.The facial features are still in the stage of long-opening, and it is predicted that he will be a handsome type in the future, which really does not match the beauty and cuteness.

Ye Zhaosheng became more nervous when Galoxiu looked at him, and the towel in his hand was crumpled unconsciously: "Well, I'm sorry, I mistook you for a girl yesterday, I'm sorry." After speaking, he bowed at ninety degrees .

With a sincere attitude and a sincere tone, there are not many people who can apologize for one sentence these days.

Jia Luoxiu raised his eyebrows, and responded in a lukewarm way: "Yes."

Ye Zhaosheng's eyes lit up when he got the response, and he stared at Jia Luoxiu with burning eyes: "Then, can I make friends with you?"

"Jiji!" After Xiaofang reacted, the tilde symbol frantically swiped across the screen, "Xiaofang wants to be friends with my little brother, too!"

The half of the silver-haired boy's face hidden under the stand-up collar of the windbreaker evoked a mocking smile, but his tone was very calm: "Galuoxiu, my name."