Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

Zhao Xiaofu chewed gum for a whole day.

Feeling numb in mouth all the time.

When I returned home at four or five in the morning, I was groggy. After taking the antipyretic medicine Yan Luoqing gave me, I covered myself with the quilt for a while, and my spirit became surprisingly excited, and I couldn't fall asleep again.

I kept replaying the scene in the car just now in my mind...

That kiss, that touch.

Chicken skin involuntarily rises and falls.

There have been similar things before, but only when the surname Yan was drunk.

But this time Zhao Xiaofu was sure that he was not drunk.

That's why it feels weirder.

How did that happen?

Zhao Xiaofu didn't want to think about it deeply, but related memories poured out wave after wave from the depths of his mind uncontrollably.

Vigil.Cook.give me money.Give me a massage.Give me a birthday.

……

All the things that were originally independent have undergone incredible changes when they are strung together, becoming a strange chain.

well!I fucked!

"Xiaofu?"

Shrugging, Zhao Xiaofu opened his eyes, saw the magnified face in front of him, and flicked back in fright, "Wow, I was scared to death." Even yawning a few times, he was really sleepy, waiting for someone on the chair can fall asleep.

Song Yizhou looked at his face: "What kind of activities did you do last night, your energy level is so bad."

Zhao Xiaofu shook his head and paused, "Why did you ask me out? If there is nothing else, I can go home and sleep."

"Heh, you've become a sleepy god as soon as the summer vacation comes!" Song Yizhou laughed, "We made an appointment with Xiao Qi and the others to go climbing, and you should go together too. Don't stay at home and sleep all day."

"..." Zhao Xiaofu was extremely depressed, was this the only urgent matter he was talking about?After sleeping at home all morning, he hurried out, "Can you not go?" As soon as the words came out, he suddenly remembered that Yan Luoqing seemed to be at home on vacation today...

Song Yizhou over there widened his eyes: "Do you dare to disobey Master's order?"

Zhao Xiaofu hurriedly said: "Come on, let's go." It's better not to go home yet.

It took a long time for Xiao Qi and Maomao to show up, Song Yizhou scolded them, they just smiled and didn't explain.

The four of them were sitting in Xiaoqi's off-road vehicle, and they drove towards the suburbs in one breath.

When passing by the intersection of Shouchun Road, Zhao Xiaofu said to Song Yizhou, "This place is haunted?" It doesn't look like anything special, does it?

Song Yizhou chuckled: "It's the first time I've heard this statement. It's just that there are more stray dogs."

Zhao Xiaofu remembered Yan Luoqing's taboo expression when he mentioned this intersection last night, and couldn't help laughing: Sure enough, there is a shadow!Could it be that he was bitten by a dog there?Hahaha.

At the foot of the mountain in the outskirts, the four of them couldn't help retreating when they saw the infinitely twisted mountain road before them.

Maomao: "It's too hot."

Xiao Qi: "I played ball yesterday and my leg hurts."

Zhao Xiaofu: "I'm sleepy."

Song Yizhou: "...so high." Suddenly reacting, he shouted, "Who the hell said he was going to climb the mountain, huh?"

Xiao Qi and Mao Maoqi turned their faces away: "You."

Song Yizhou faced the wall and thought about his mistakes.

Mountain climbing evolved into foothill picnics.

Ham grilled sausage corn milk onion wrapped donuts milk orange juice cola.

They are all brought by Xiao Qi.

Song Yizhou thought it was too boring, so he suddenly wanted to fish in the nearby river.

Unfortunately no one responded.

Maomao glanced sideways: "What are you arresting?"

Xiao Qi flipped out a book while listening to the MP3: "Now is not the peak season for eating fish."

With a donut stuffed in Zhao Xiaofu's mouth: "That's right, it's the off-season."

Song Yizhou became angry: "I'm sorry, do you still share the peak season for fish?" He grabbed Mao Mao's hat and walked to the river.

Maomao froze for a moment, then touched the top of his head, "Why is he using my hat?"

Xiao Qi opened the page: "I don't know."

Zhao Xiaofu: "He wouldn't take your hat for fishing, would he?"

Maomao felt that the possibility was very high, so he got up and chased after him with a loud cry: "That's my life! Don't act recklessly!"

Xiao Qi explained to Zhao Xiaofu: "It has Federer's signature on it."

"He also likes Federer?" Zhao Xiaofu reflexively said, and he was taken aback when he finished speaking: Hey, wait, who is Federer... What can I say?

Xiao Qi smiled: "He flew to watch Federer's final match at Wimbledon."

"Oh." Zhao Xiaofu nodded thoughtfully, the name is very familiar, maybe he liked it before?

After more than ten minutes, Maomao came back with his life, and there was also a finger-wide small fish of unknown species inside, with a white belly dancing in the wet hat.

Mao Mao looked sad and indignant: "Damn, his hands are too fast, I snatched it with great difficulty..." He lifted the hat carefully to look at the top, "Fortunately, it is an oil-based pen, it won't get mushy after soaking in water..."

Zhao Xiaofu is more interested in fish: "Is this delicious?"

Maomao flipped the hat over and threw the fish at him, "You can eat it raw or deep fry it."

Zhao Xiaofu picked up the fish and looked into its eyes: "Look, he told me to eat you, don't hate me."

Song Yizhou had already returned from the river, and when he saw Zhao Xiaofu and Xiaoyu, he rushed up: "Don't try to take it all to yourself, I have a share!"

Zhao Xiaofu deliberately dangled the fish, and Song Yizhou threw himself forward, with the figure of a monkey fishing for the moon.

Zhao Xiaofu saw that he was agile and the fish in his hand seemed to be in jeopardy, so he gave a conditioned reflex, and at this moment Song Yizhou's hand flashed past his eyes.

1 seconds later.

Song Yizhou looked at his well-prepared right hand, it was empty.Looking at Zhao Xiaofu's hand, it was also empty.

"Where's the fish?" He was surprised.

Zhao Xiaofu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered his mouth with one hand, and scratched his neck with the other hand, lying on the ground and retching.

"Qi Han said that the fish will turn its head after a long time in your stomach, so you don't need to worry about it. You can just take some insecticide later." Yan Luoqing put down the phone and looked at the pale person beside him clutching his stomach speechlessly.

Zhao Xiaofu looked at him in disbelief: "Then when will it die?" I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel that it is still moving in the stomach... the nausea is surging.

Yan Luoqing was incredulous: "How could you eat that kind of thing?"

"Is it an accident not to mention it?" Zhao Xiaofu was distraught.

Yan Luoqing held back for a while, but couldn't hold back, she turned her face to smile, and when she turned around, Zhao Xiaofu had disappeared.

What did this idiot do again?