Specific gravity

Zhuo Feifan and Gong Qiao's surprise visits force Xuanzhao to reconsider his plan.

"You studied sculpture?" Cen Qing rested her chin with one hand, curious about Gong Qiao.

Gong Qiao has been immersed in art since elementary school. She is introverted, not sociable, and a little shy. She nodded shyly: "Yeah."

Cen Qing blinked her big watery eyes: "Is it just squeezed mud? The kind of plasticine?"

"No." Speaking of her major, Gong Qiao immediately sat up straight and explained, "Learning sculpture also requires sketching. Only by knowing the structure of the human body can you make a good work; you need to build a skeleton, copy, and turn the mold."

"I don't understand," Cen Qing wrapped her other hand around her braid, "Anyway, I think it's just pinching mud."

Gong Qiao pursed her lips cautiously, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Zhuo Feifan, who smiled comfortingly at her.

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows, and touched the top of Gong Qiao's head: "Qiaoqiao really liked making clay when she was young, and she started learning clay sculpture in the fifth grade. She has already produced many excellent works, and her results in the entrance exam this time are also very good, no surprises If so, the Harbor Academy of Fine Arts will have no problem."

Harbor Academy of Fine Arts is one of the six oldest art colleges in the country, and its sculpture major is well-known throughout Asia.

Gong Qiao smiled shyly: "Brother, you are exaggerating."

Cen Qing gave a "wow" in surprise: "It sounds quite powerful, although I don't understand it."

Cen Baiyan slapped Cen Qing on the back of the head, and said with a sneer, "You know what, you're just a bastard."

Cen Qing stuck out her tongue and said to Gong Qiao: "Then you can play with me for a few days, I don't want to stay with my brother, he is so annoying."

"Ah?" Gong Qiao blinked, although she was not used to Cen Qing's outgoing personality, she still politely replied, "Okay—"

"Qiaoqiao is training," Xuan Zhao put down the water glass in his hand, "I'm afraid I don't have time."

Qiaoqiao must be kept away from Cen Qing, and Qiaoqiao must not be allowed to slip into this muddy water.

Gong Qiao wondered when I was going to have a training camp, but since my brother said so, there must be a reason for him, so Gong Qiao said apologetically, "I'm sorry, next time I have a chance, I will definitely accompany you well."

"What are you sorry for?" Cen Baiyan felt that the little girl Gong Qiao was very sensible, and said with a smile, "After the college entrance examination is over, your brother Baiyan will give you a big gift, a big one!"

Cen Qing let out a "cut", muttered and lay down on the table: "It's boring."

The little girl was wearing a red sweater, her bulging cheeks were like peaches, Zhuo Feifei let out a low chuckle.Cen Qing raised her eyes and glanced over, Zhuo Feifei's eyes under the lens were filled with a gentle smile, she stared at Zhuo Feifan with wide eyes, meaning what are you laughing at, Zhuo Feifan shook his head with a smile.

About 10 minutes later, Xuan Zhao pretended to look at the time and said to Gong Qiao, "Aren't you going to an art exhibition this afternoon? You're going to be late."

Gong Qiao understood that she was not comfortable in such a crowded place, so she nodded and said, "Well, let's go first."

She naturally included Zhuo Fei into the ranks of "we", which made Cen Qing a little interested.

When the two went downstairs, Cen Baiyan finally didn't have to maintain the appearance of being handsome in front of his "sister-in-law". He immediately leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said with emotion while Cen Qing was going to the bathroom: "Your sister really Sensible, definitely easy to take, unlike my family."

Xuan Zhao's eyelids twitched violently, always feeling an ominous premonition. His brain quickly planned what he was going to do next, and he said absently, "Well, I'm very sensible."

"Why are you listless all of a sudden?" Cen Baiyan leaned forward and asked, "Woke up early in the morning, are you sleepy now?"

Xuan Zhao pinched the center of his eyebrows: "No, the left eye keeps twitching."

"The left eye jumps for money," Cen Baiyan pressed the back of his neck, "baji" kissed Xuan Zhao's left eyelid, and said with a grin, "It seems that our Zhaozhao family is going to get rich, so I will buy it for you tonight." Six | combined | lottery to go!"

Xuan Zhao couldn't laugh or cry: "Gambling is illegal."

"If you really arrest me and imprison me for three years, will you wait for me?" Cen Baiyan asked him nonsensically, "Huh?"

Xuan Zhao glanced at him, pretended to be hesitant, and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk."

"Damn it!" Cen Baiyan held Xuanzhao's face and threatened, "I'll give you another chance, talk it out!"

The two were joking in the room, when Cen Qing came out of the bathroom, she happened to bump into Zhuo Feifei who was coming up to the third floor.

"Why are you back?" Cen Qing asked.

"Qiaoqiao left her phone," Zhuo Feifan put his hands in his coat pockets, leaned forward and said, "I'll get it for her."

"You two have such a good relationship, yet you still say you're not a couple," Cen Qing flicked her ponytail and asked crisply, "Do you like her?"

Zhuo Feifei was startled, for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

He and Qiaoqiao are childhood sweethearts, and the people around them have long agreed that they are a couple. Qiaoqiao is docile and docile, and the family conditions are good. Zhuo Feifan plans to confess his love to Qiaoqiao when Qiaoqiao is admitted to university, and officially be with Qiaoqiao. .

But for some reason, facing the bright almond eyes of the girl in red in front of her, she couldn't say "yes", Zhuo Feifei replied ambiguously: "You are only old enough to know whether you like it or not."

"I think she likes you, I can see it." Cen Qing smiled coquettishly, and pointed at Zhuo Feifan, "You are not a couple anyway, so you can play with me, I think you are also good, you Good-looking and nice voice, the boys chasing me in our school are not as good as you."

When she spoke, she looked very arrogant, with a bit of domineering taste, her chin was raised like a proud swan, and she was directly like a passionate rose.

"I won't tell my brother them," Cen Qing said, "You take me to play for a few days and I'll leave."

Zhuo Feifei said "yes" by accident.

In the afternoon, Cen Baiyan took Cen Qing to the city for a stroll. Cen Qing said that she was going to the mall to buy clothes, but Cen Baiyan was too lazy to accompany her, thinking that the seventeen or eighteen people would not get lost, and besides, Haigang is a first-tier big city In broad daylight, there are no bad guys, so I went to an Internet cafe with Chen Wei to have a hack.

In the evening, Cen Baiyan was the first one to come home. Xuan Zhao said that he was going to help his tutor change the final papers. He arrived home 10 minutes later than Cen Baiyan. As soon as he entered the corridor, he smelled a smell. He opened the door and saw that Cen Baiyan was in the kitchen. I don't know what to do, and the whole room is full of smoke.

"What are you doing?" Xuan Zhao covered his nose, "It stinks."

Cen Baiyan wore an apron, held a spatula in one hand, and said innocently, "Scrambled eggs."

Xuan Zhao glanced at the pile of black charcoal in the pot with a headache, and asked, "Where are the eggs?"

Cen Baiyan blinked: "Yes, where's the egg?"

Xuan Zhao put down the pile of materials in his hands, and took over the kitchen helplessly: "Master, don't make any trouble."

Cen Baiyan took off his apron and put it on for Xuan Zhao: "I'm just a softie, admit it."

Xuan Zhao chuckled, seeing that Cen Qing was not in the room, he asked him, "Where's your sister?"

Cen Baiyan took advantage of Xuanzhao's lack of time to wash the pot, and hugged him from behind: "I went shopping."

"You're not with me?"

"Why do you accompany me?" Cen Baiyan's head grew dizzy just thinking about it, "Little girl is shopping for clothes and jewelry, what can I do with you?"

Thinking of Cen Baiyan's enthusiasm for buying clothes for him last time, Xuan Zhao couldn't help but tease: "That's not what you said when you took me to the mall."

"Hiss—you fucking don't think I'm shameless enough, do you?"

Cen Baiyan bit Xuan Zhao's earlobe.

That time he took Xuanzhao to the mall under the pretext of buying clothes for his younger sister. Xuanzhao knew what he was thinking a long time ago, and he wanted to play dumb. In the end, he was so angry that he threw all the bags of clothes into the trash can .

"It's cooking, let go." Xuan Zhao patted the back of Cen Baiyan's hand clasped around his waist.

"Tell me carefully how you picked up the clothes from the trash last time." Cen Baiyan asked Xuanzhao's ear for details, "I can't be the only one to lose face."

Xuan Zhao turned off the faucet calmly, and said without changing his face, "That's how I picked it up."

"Be more careful," Cen Baiyan tightened his hands around Xuan Zhao's waist, "What's the weather that day, which trash can is it, and has anyone seen it, tell me!"

detail?How could he fabricate such accurate details for something he hadn't done at all?

Xuanzhao was unhurried, lowered his eyes slightly, pretended to be ashamed and annoyed, turned his head and bit Cen Baiyan's chin lightly: "I won't give you a chance to laugh at me."

Xuan Zhao seldom used the particle "it", and the ending of this sentence rose slightly, like a small hook piercing into Cen Baiyan's heart.

He stared at the corners of Xuanzhao's raised eyes, and suddenly felt his mouth dry, and one of his palms wanted to shove into Xuanzhao's jacket.

"There is a mole on Zhaozhao's waist, isn't it?" Cen Baiyan lowered his head and kissed Zhaozhao's shoulder.

Xuan Zhao's shoulders tensed suddenly: "Bo Yan."

Cen Baiyan clearly sensed Xuan Zhao's nervousness, he let out a breath, and finally stopped his big palm on the edge of his jacket in a gentlemanly manner.

"Sooner or later it will be mine." Cen Baiyan buried his head in Xuan Zhao's neck and whispered, "Sooner or later every mole on your body will be mine."

Xuan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, facing the window from this angle, he saw Cen Qing coming back with big bags and small bags from a distance.

His eyes darkened, he turned around suddenly, stepped on Cen Baiyan's insteps with both feet, tiptoed to be level with Cen Baiyan, and hugged Cen Baiyan's neck.

"Aren't you ashamed?" He asked Cen Baiyan with a smile.

"Why are you ashamed?" Cen Baiyan went to kiss the tip of his nose, "I just like you, I just want you, I can't think about it, I can still dream of you every night even though you are by my side, it's really fucking terrible .”

Xuan Zhao bent his eyes: "No wonder you always wash your underwear, so you are thinking about things that are not suitable for children."

He smiled lightly, and his breath swept over Cen Baiyan's side face like a feather. Cen Baiyan was so hot that he was teased, cursed secretly, and kissed the back of Xuan Zhao's head.

Cen Qing and Zhuo Feifan strolled around all afternoon, then bounced up the stairs.

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Another day of watching the game. Today’s second change is owed first, a total of two second changes are owed, recorded in my small notebook 1551

When Bo Yan comes back after the new year, the progress bar will start to break the mirror, it's almost here!