On the black-bellied self-cultivation of a foodie

Planning-Zhou Yu Dayin: Buddha jumps over the wall, silly mother, when will you make a sound, I'm going to cry_(:з」∠)_

Planning-Zhou Yu Dayin: You have been working on Mr. Bai An for several weeks_(:з」∠)_

Planning-Zhou Yu Dayin: Don’t pretend to be dead, if you have the ability to pretend to be dead, if you have the ability to make a sound, big _(:з」∠)_

"Brother, are you dragging your voice again?" Song Shu walked slowly into Qin Huaian's room while eating a bag of potato chips, and when he saw the dialog box on the computer, he immediately took a He looked at Qin Huai'an who was sitting in front of the computer and was lost in thought.

"Hmm. I'll ask you something, will you agree to confess it out of nowhere?"

"What? When did you have a boyfriend?" Song Shu patted Qin Huaian's shoulder with a pair of bear paws, looking straight into Qin Huaian's eyes. "Are we still brothers? You didn't even tell me."

"It's the one who cooked dinner for us two last night, and made breakfast this morning. The relationship we agreed to yesterday. And dear junior brother, you didn't tell me when you got a boyfriend." Qin Huaian took a picture of Song Shu's bear paw .

Song Shu touched his nose guiltily, "I didn't have time to tell you, didn't you ask me for love counseling just now, I don't know how to analyze it unless you tell me who it is."

"I'm looking for you, a little virgin, for love counseling. I just want to know if he and I are suitable." Qin Huaian dismissed the planned QQ dialog box.

"Yes, yes, Buddha Jumping over the Wall is the most powerful idiot." Song Shu nodded, "I think about it, Mr. Bai looks like an asshole who can take care of others. As for you, you are usually the kind of lazy one. It's good to take care of you. However, in the end, it is estimated that you were suppressed."

"Do you think it's possible?" Qin Huaian raised his eyebrows.

Song Shu smiled inexplicably, "Brother, you are actually here to show your affection. Do you really like him? If he didn't bring you food when you were sick, you probably wouldn't even pay attention to him. I'm not here Something must have happened."

"I don't like him yet."

"Oh, then you just pray that you don't fall into it. If you can like someone, it's not Qin Huaian." Song Shu lay down on Qin Huaian's bed, looking at the ceiling. "Speaking of which, August is really a good time. Lantian has left the group, I have left the group, Yiye Bianzhou's stupid mother has left the group, the senior brother has left the group, and Bai Anda also posted on Weibo saying that the person he has had a crush on for many years promised to confess It's gone. This August is simply a month of detachment."

"Are you still following their Weibo?"

"Necessary, I'm still waiting for the opportunity to return to the circle."

"You'd better not go back, so as not to pinch again."

The QQ on the computer rang again, and it was still the plan.

Planning-Zhou Yu Dayin: I beg you to make an early delivery, we still have an FT to record QAQ

"I said, brother, you should hurry up and hand in the voice, the voice was struck by lightning." Song Shu rolled half a circle on the bed, propped himself up, and tried hard to see the computer screen, "I also did post-processing before. "

Planning-Zhou Yu Da Yin: Is the silly mother free next weekend? The FT recording time is tentatively set at [-]:[-]pm next Saturday, if you don’t have time, we can change it (_)

Buddha jumps over the wall: Got it, I will hand in the audio tomorrow, and I should have time next weekend.

"Little Song Shu, sometimes I should teach you to respect your senior brother. You should know that your elder brother is your father."

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