I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

Xueba such as Song Qiulin also hit a wall in the search for "information" for the first time.

After sitting in front of the computer for nearly half an hour, the sound of mouse clicks stopped.

From the Douban group, she added the contact information of herself as a fan of Wen Yu.

The other party: how many do you want to buy?The unit price is [-] yuan each, and it only costs [-] yuan to bind all seven together in a compressed package.

[Iron powder private possession! ! oSeven-piece set of sleeping sound anchor Ruanruan live broadcast ♀ precious screen recording clips! ! 】

The symbol in the middle seems to be easily misunderstood, but now Song Qiulin doesn't care so much.

Autumn: all

Opponent: Okay, dear!Send me your Baidu cloud account number, pay first and then send the link!

Song Qiulin did as he did, and then waited with bated breath, his fingers resting on the table kept moving, a sense of tension that he didn't realize was spreading all over his body.

Ten seconds later, there was no movement on the chat interface, not even the words "the other party is typing...".

Maybe I added friends directly from Baidu Cloud.

Open Baidu Cloud... still nothing happened.

After waiting patiently for 10 minutes, she knocked a question mark.

[The other party has turned on friend verification, you are not her friend yet...]

"..."

Song Qiulin couldn't describe her current mood, so she kept calm and reviewed the chat records rationally.

Pay first and then deliver the goods, did not follow the secure platform link, did not confirm the "goods" in advance.

Breaking out from the perspective of the person involved, she could even say a word to that account called "Qiu" with a sneer on her face.

No IQ.

Song Qiulin sat straight in front of the computer. She forced herself to remain calm, but she was just cheated.

Ah, very good.

The blue light from the screen was cast on the face of the person in front of the table, the straight bridge of the nose drew a dividing line, and half of the face was hidden in the shadow.

The little chubby cat who woke up next to him suddenly felt cold, and with a weak "meow", he retracted his head into the quilt.

On Saturday, it was rare to gather the whole family together.

Wen Ziyang came up and knocked on Wen Yu's door.

"gone."

Wen Yu turned around, with his right leg swaying sideways, and his body was trapped in a limp quilt, "It's so troublesome, just buy it directly."

"Are you kidding me again?"

this voice...

Wen Yu was startled, and jumped up from the bed, "Mom is here?"

"Your mother called you out for dinner."

"Out!"

The door opened, and there was Wen Liu with a serious face.

She is almost forty years old, but her skin is as smooth as a girl in her twenties, her body is straight and her temperament is excellent, but her eyes are fierce, and she is guilty of staring at anyone.

"mom……"

"Mom, what's the matter, I didn't come to a single greeting message after a business trip for a month and a half. I thought you forgot that you still have a mother."

"Isn't that afraid of disturbing you..." Wen Yu tugged at the corner of his clothes aggrieved.

It's a pity that Ms. Wen Liu doesn't like this at all. She grew up with this little clever girl, and she knows what she's going to fart as soon as she moves her buttocks.

"You only see her once in a month and a half, so don't scare her." Wen Ziyang came over from the side and rubbed her head, "Go and change your clothes, and I'll take you to eat delicious food tonight."

"Really?" Wen Yu's eyes lit up.

"I want to eat the Japanese food from last time! This time I want to eat to my full!"

"Okay, get dressed and come out."

On various levels, Wen Ziyang dotes on this younger sister very much, as long as the demands are not excessive, most of them will be satisfied unconditionally.

It's just "ordering" food, it's more important for my sister to be happy.

Anyway, it was Jiang Jiacheng who paid the money.

Wen Ziyang and Wen Yu have been together for so long and have figured out her temperament and nature. She accepts the principle of death, and as long as she gives some sweetness to small things, she can be coaxed immediately.

After dinner, Wen Yu followed Wen Ziyang to the dress shop while feeling his swollen belly. The size and style were chosen by Jiang Jiacheng a month earlier.

To be honest, Wen Yu spends very little time dressing up, and the only requirement for clothes is comfort, and his sensitivity to fashion is not even as high as that of a straight man like Jiang Jiang.

"This dress is really pretty." Jiang Jiang smiled and patted Jiang Jiacheng on the shoulder, "I didn't expect my dad to be able to keep up with new trends at such an old age."

"It's Liu'er who has a good eye." Jiang Jiacheng glared at the playful Jiang Jiang, "Don't keep playing around in front of your sister, and bring the child down."

hiss--

Wen Yu secretly gritted his teeth, the man Jiang Jiacheng is good everywhere, but his speech is too nasty, and he usually shouts "children", "baby", "good girl", as if he is anxious to make him a father who has not participated in Wen Yu's life for more than ten years Make up for it.

"Yes, my sister is such a well-behaved girl, I can't lead her in a crooked way." With a smile on his lips, Jiang Jiang held the dress and handed it to Wen Yu, "Come on, my baby sister."

Wen Yu secretly twisted his arm, leaving quite a mark, and stared at him with a clear sense of warning.

"Why are you always bullying her?" Jiang Jiacheng pulled Jiang Jiang's shoulders away, "Xiao Yu will try this set first. Uncle has prepared five sets. If you don't like it, we can change it."

what did you say?five sets?Then I absolutely love the first set!There is no need to change back and forth!

"Sister..." Wen Yu pulled the hem of Wen Ziyang's clothes, and before he could speak, Wen Ziyang put his arms around her shoulders, "Let's go, I'll help you wear it."

Only Jiang's father and son were left outside, and Jiang Jiacheng's appearance changed instantly. The amiable expression just now was like an illusion. Even though he was over forty and a half, because he insisted on exercising, he didn't gain weight, his skin was young, and his angular face was still beautiful. It's handsome to get points.

With a handsome face, he is still very imposing.

"Your ones are there, hurry up and finish the checkout."

Jiang Jiang: What tone, a daughter is a treasure, but a son is not?

While the family was enjoying themselves, a three-person discussion group on WeChat exploded.

Zhang Youyuan: I'm in a hurry!Do you know what I just saw!

Tang Yi: what

Zhang Youyuan: Qiu, aren't you curious, Sister Song?

Autumn: not curious

Zhang Youyuan: Let me say a key word, Wen Yu

Tang Yi: Wen Yu?That Wen Yu from Class [-]?That Wen Yu who almost got into a fight with our sister Song?

Song Qiulin, who has always been uninterested in gossip, responded to the news for the first time.

Autumn: say

Zhang Youyuan: Aren't we going to eat at your place tomorrow? My mother took me to pick up the dress, but I saw Wen Yu in the shop!

Tang Yi: It's normal, you can buy clothes but others can't?

Zhang Youyuan: That shop is membership-only!It's hard to get a seat, isn't it because her family is an upstart!How did that get in?

Zhang Youyuan: And guess who she is standing with.

Tang Yi: Who?

Zhang Youyuan: Jiang Jiang!There is also Jiang Jiacheng and two other super-looking women who are trying on dresses!Are you saying they are engaged?The parents of both sides come to choose the dress together?

Tang Yi: Your imagination is too rich, isn't Wen Yu just a sophomore in high school, why is he engaged?

Zhang Youyuan: There is no age requirement for engagement, and I even heard Jiang Jiang call Wen Yu "baby" with my own ears!

Zhang Youyuan: Although I may not be able to hear everything clearly from a distance, I smack my chest to make sure I heard these two words!

Tang Yi:? ? ?

Zhang Youyuan: Sister Song didn't react at all, hurry up and save your sister, I'm really going to be beaten by Jiang Jiang.

Qiu: I have nothing to do with jg

The author has something to say: Song who knows the truth is as stable as an old dog