What should I do if I personally disassembled my fan's CP! [Entertainment]

Xu Qixing thought of the love words floating all over the Internet in the early years, what wakes up and sees you and the sun are there, this is the future I want.

In such a warm atmosphere, the air around him seemed to be flowing with beauty. He twitched the moistness of his fingertips, and was about to gently ask Zhuang Yan what he dreamed of that made him so sad that he shed tears in his dream. Responsibly and responsibly, I lent my arms and said, "It's okay, I'm here."

It turns out that there are only two elements in the context of a sentence, the sunshine bar is long overdue, and the "you" bar doesn't follow the routine.

He rubbed his fingers against the quilt with his backhand, and watched the heartless Zhuang Yan choke for a long time, wishing he could lower his face and pretend to be Google's system voice prompt: "Reject the wrong answer, please re-enter."

Although the scene was different from what he expected, Xu Qixing still had expectations for the activity of watching the sunrise at sea together. He gave up going around in circles and simply asked, "Go out to watch the sunrise?"

Zhuang Yan closed his eyes and covered his mouth and yawned for a long time. Just about to speak, he opened his eyes and looked at the window behind Xu Qixing, "It's three days in the sun... the sun is up, so it's too early to see the sun come out. "

Xu Qixing was taken aback when he heard the words, turned his head and looked behind him, closed his eyes in disbelief and opened them again.

Mr. Sun has jumped out of the sea, hanging half-height in the air, like a Bolt possessed, vividly interpreting what it means to be indifferent to me in the past, but now I make you unable to climb high.

The bulging mood in the morning was poked again and again, and it was completely missed. Xu Qixing seemed to be forced by life again. At this time, he entered the sage time that every man would enter afterwards.

He glanced at the yawning Zhuang Yan, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What time did you sleep yesterday?"

Zhuang Yan yawned one after another, finally caught the breath, wiped the tears he squeezed out and replied vaguely: "It's two or three o'clock...you've had enough sleep, you fell asleep so early yesterday. "

Xu Qixing looked at the faint bruises under his eyes with distress, and said with a serious face: "Your mother just said yesterday that the body is the capital of the revolution, and you are staying up so late, disobedient! Go on to sleep."

Zhuang Yan nodded, just about to fall down and get under the covers, when he suddenly sat up and crawled on the bed again: "Get up and eat after you've had enough sleep, it's dawn, I'll go to bed, the floor is quite soft but I always feel short... ..."

Xu Qixing was afraid that he would not be able to continue if he lost his energy, and he was not in the mood to take advantage of the moment to get close, so he quickly got up to make room for him: "Okay, I will bring you back after I finish eating..."

Just now, his head was full of yellow waste that blocked his senses, but now he sits up and twists his body, just like the old broken car with paint peeling that his grandfather threw at the factory gate when he was a child. An indistinct soreness, as if someone had beaten him violently this night.

Xu Qixing immediately lay back on his hard wooden bed, and turned his face resolutely and ruthlessly: "You'd better sleep on the ground, I'm a little sleepy all of a sudden, and I want to go back to sleep."

Zhuang Yan's legs were about to step up, but Xu Qixing stretched his legs and pushed him back on the floor. He was sleepy enough, and he was angry when he got up, and he was a little out of breath: "You just said that you have enough sleep! I will let you After sleeping all night, why don't you give me some sleep? What kind of broken bed is this? I have to inherit the throne of your family to be eligible to sleep."

Xu Qixing was afraid that he would find that there was only a thin layer of cotton on the bed, so he hurriedly intercepted his unrelenting offensive, and muttered in his mouth: "Inheritance is unnecessary, but marriage can become the joint property of husband and wife. , the two share the right to dominate.”

Zhuang Yan walked around the bed several times but failed to climb up. Annoyed by being pushed, he opened the undrawn curtains with a thud, allowing the warm sunlight outside to shine in, looking at the rascal on the bed With a cold snort: "Sleep! You just sleep! You just dry out the delicious food for 180 days!"

Xu Qixing turned his head to look at the shadow beside the bed, and Zhuang Yan, who was curled up under the bed and slept with his head tucked away, smiled bitterly in his heart with his limbs spread out.

Some people are still alive, but he is dead.Some people might as well sleep on the street instead of sleeping on the bed—at least on this small island with no concrete roads, even the street is made of soft soil.

It took a long time before he heard the gradual slowing down of the regular and long breathing beside him. He propped up his sore body, got up tiptoely, and gently closed the wide open curtains, so that the light in the room was dimmed again, and the room was once again filled with a A deep drowsiness.

When he walked around Zhuang Yan, he squatted down, stretched out his hand and pinched his face flushed from sleep, and whispered: "Little heartless."

He strolled around to catch up with the first group of people to eat, and ordered another one for Zhuang Yan to bring back.The air in the morning was fresh and cool. He crossed his hips and inhaled oxygen on the balcony. The uncle next door also woke up and was finishing fishing nets on the balcony next door.

He tilted his head to see Xu Qixing. He didn't expect outsiders to wake up so early. He was very happy and greeted him familiarly: "Are you up? You are not used to it, so you don't feel sleepy when you wake up so early?"

Xu Qixing supported the railing, and responded in a low voice: "A little bit, but it's okay."

The uncle saw that he was gentle, with small arms and legs, and he didn't speak loudly. While stepping on one end of the net with his foot, and stretching the net roll in his hand, the uncle let out a high-pitched voice: "You'll be refreshed when you growl, really, don't you!" Excuse me. We are all like this here, the old man is afraid of yelling when he is frustrated, and even the ghost can scare him away by yelling."

Xu Qixing nodded with a smile, expressing his conviction, but he had no intention of opening his mouth to shout at all.

The uncle thought he couldn't let go, so he put down the net and stood up, stretched his waist vigorously, pinched his waist with both hands and shouted loudly: "Ah!!!"

Xu Qixing was startled, and quickly ran back to the bedroom on tiptoe. Seeing that Zhuang Yan turned over but was not woken up, he let out a sigh of relief and came out to look at the uncle who wanted to give him another example to encourage him. Pointing at his throat and wrinkling his face, he said in a low voice, "I can't do it today, my voice is hoarse. Tomorrow, I will definitely try tomorrow."

The uncle is not good at forcing others to make things difficult for him, and seeing that the young man is good-looking and humbly educated, he sat back on the small stool and continued to pull the net contentedly.

Xu Qixing saw that the other party's chatterbox was not completely closed, so he quickly retreated into the room, fearing that the other party's loud voice would disturb Zhuang Yan's lucid dream.

He was bored in the room, and after much deliberation, he couldn't find a way to pass the time. When he suddenly thought of Zhuang's mother, he took out a piece of paper with great interest, and practiced the autograph the other party asked for.

Xu Qixing deliberately relaxed his movements when he walked and placed, and the cabin in the morning was quiet.

Suddenly three knocks on the door broke the quiet atmosphere, Xu Qixing seemed to have been pressed some kind of switch, he got up and opened the door with a whoosh, frowning furiously, he didn't see who was coming, It was a sentence squeezed out of the throat: "Hush!"

There were three faces outside the door, Meng Jin withdrew his hand knocking on the door, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qian Duobao patted Du Yu, who was also stunned, comfortingly, and asked Xu Qixing in a low voice: "You child...what's the matter?"

Xu Qixing pointed inside, and said in a low voice: "He's still sleeping." Then he apologized to Du Yu, who had already adjusted his expression, with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Du, I was a little anxious just now... why are you together?" coming?"

Du Yu is wearing a jumpsuit today, made of denim material, with a high ponytail and a pink sports cap to shade her.Even though she knew she was getting old, she still looked youthful and beautiful.

She smiled gently, and was about to speak when Qian Duobao cleared her throat and picked her up: "No, Teacher Du has been here for several days, and she didn't have a good time...I just came back last night, Hearing from Meng Jin that you are sick and your cell phone can't get through, hurry up and see how you are doing."

When Qian Duobao came back, Xu Qixing didn't intend to be as unscrupulous as he was in front of Meng Jin. After all, Qian Duobao found out that his orientation was only a phone call away from coming out to his uncle on the spot.

Besides, he didn't want Zhuang Yan to sleep on the ground to make do. Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't bear to lie on the street for another night, and the beggars knew they had to change shifts.

Xu Qixing smiled lightly, and made up his mind: "It's okay to rest for two days."

Du Yu followed after Qian Duobao said that he had arranged a speedboat and everyone went out to sea to have fun together.But I felt a little embarrassed in my heart, as if someone paid her to hire her on vacation—even though she mentioned teaching several times, she was blocked by various reasons.

If you are not sick, you don't go to class. If you are sick, you have more reason to reject her...

Du Yu thought about it luckily, and asked again with a smile in line with professional ethics: "Student Xu, when do you plan to start class?"

Hee-hee sounds came from the room behind Xu Qixing. He turned his head and saw Zhuang Yan coming out of the bedroom rubbing his hair sleepily, swaying to the living room table to pour a glass of water. He picked up a few pieces of paper and looked at it: "What is this... a signature?"

After hearing this sentence, Xu Qixing suddenly thought of something, stared at Zhuang Yan and asked: "Will your mother watch this movie?" After speaking, he added: "We are making this movie."

Zhuang Yan didn't understand, so he looked at him in a daze: "Yes, it's my first time participating, so she should be able to read."

Xu Qixing turned his head to look at Du Yu, his face was full of pursuit of knowledge, and his whole body was full of desire for professionalism: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, just today."

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The stupid author just realized that the dead baby cast thunder after seeing the light!

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