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At this moment, Xianbei, upstairs, is amazing and novelty.

She has two years in her life, and she is the first time to rendeaviate the pleasing place ...

The whole room, like a model room, white minimalist style.

For example, her room, there is only three pure white wooden large wardrobes that are deliberately doing, and three shapes of the birds are placed on the top. The bed is very large, the log, the soft pillow and the bedding are like a cloud.

The window is not large, but it is sufficiently light. Over the window, there is a gray iron tea several and two folding chairs.

A basin of a variety of polyfish plants are placed on top, and it is a small refreshment here.

Xianbeira has a voyager, and the baggage is packed, it is already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Xianbei hits the wind, open the door, and there is no one in the outside.

When I first arrived, she still didn't dare ... I ran around. Despite Chen Chong, tell her to visit at will.

Close the door, Xianbei made back to the desk, open the tablet, ready to work.

Yes, how can you still calm down?

Go to the earphones in the ear, Xianbei lies back into the bed, and the music is slowly closed.

......

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Near the evening, Chen Chong went to the building.

It is very busy in the store, but from time to time, there is a bit of time, imagine what the little girl upstairs is doing.

Going back to the second floor, there is a black in the living room and there is no light.

Chen Zhu is not unexpected, reached out, look at a direction in the next moment -

For the bedroom arranged by Xianbei, the door panel is closed, and it is not a variety of light.

Chen Zhi sided his eyes, and I was almost six o'clock.

He walked to the girl's door, raised his hand, and then a meal.

Stagnation at a place from a few centimeters from the door panel, it will last.

Hey.

Didn't move.

Chen Xiang raised her eyebrows, aggravated, knocked a few times.

At this time, there was only a sound in the door, followed by the sound of the slippers.

slower.

Chen Chong said in his heart, the lips have smiled.

The "" of the footwear floor, ending in the increasing place.

Next, the door is opened.

It seems to have met, and yesterday reproduces.

Chen Chug Ling, the virtual stop to the door: "Is it hungry, what do you want to eat at night?"

No moving in the door, floating the girl's tiny sound: "Not hungry ..."

Stop stop: "I will be takeaway ..."

"Is the take-away?" Chen Xi's consciousness, after a second, consciously describes too much gun, and make up a sentence: "It is very clean."

Girls no longer say.

"Is it painted?" Chen Zhu asked again.

Xianbei "Well" sound, no one below.

Chen Zhu no longer reluctantly talked to himself. He clearly, this girl is somewhat self-closing, too inside.

But he spent two days to read her comics, and did not say that the wild painting wind far exceeded him an estimate, the girl Tiangao is an imagination, the colorful worldview, the plot of the twists and turns, the plot of the twists and turns makes him amazed.

Many lonely creators have repelted socialism, neglect to teeth, but there is a universe.

Such people in their hearts, perhaps than him, can speak good social people, are wide.

Therefore, the man only left one, "Then you are busy, I just come to ask", turn around.

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Xianbei took the door, but he also slammed the handle and did not return to the original position.

How do she just smell the breath?

Xianbei always thinks where to see this stalk, surely pull out the mobile phone, Baidu "then you are busy" what is it?

When you answer a bar, Xianbei looked at it, and he gently hit the door.

Sure enough, it is unhappy.

Fairy is in the room. Once she is caught anxious, the state of being expressed, completely confirmed a word -

"Ants on the hot pot, the group turns".

Xianbei is thinking, do you want to send a text message and he say, I am not busy ...

Or directly from the room, say that I am not busy, it is best to make a smile.

Under the fence, she doesn't want to lead the first day. However, it is so hard, how is it so difficult?

Tangled for a long time, the door was knocked two times.

Xianbei is shocked, looking there.

The man's voice is followed: "Give you a bowl of noodles, put the door."

He pauses for a second: "There is also a cup of milk tea, you come on the first day, I am not prepared, the milk tea will be supreme."

Then, the sound of his footsteps ...

Tat ...

Others are good, but they are so unrestrained.

What is the order is that she is good ...

Xian Benu mouth, slowly swallow the door.

I hesitate for a while, she drums and opened the door.

Only a small desk lamp was opened in the room, but the living room was extremely bright.

Light and fragrant, the light is the living room, the fragrance is the fragrance of milk tea, sweet to the silk nose. Xianbei smashed the eye, the small range bowed, saw the wooden tray on the floor.

In the Magglass, a cup of mellow milk tea is flour.

Bowl next to coarse pottery, chopsticks and spoons resting on one side of paper towels.

A bowl of noodles, color fragrance is good, the ingredients are neatly code on the surface, green green vegetables, red silk, soft and tender, meat, emulsion, eggs, eggs can be turbulent. The soup of the soup is a good soup, and it is very delicious.

Xianbei used to swear, screaming, his stomach is .

There is a kind of experience called second hungry, the food is currently, the stomach can always hit the surrender.

Xianbei bites the finger and gets up to take the tray.

She is awkward, and she quickly found Chen Zhu.

Before the man took the work desk of the open kitchen, it was probably concentrated on his own bowl and did not pay attention to it.

Xianbei did not put the end of the drink, but took a small step, went to the table, sat up.

Dining table design, very like a bar.

High-level chairs, Xianbei high, taking the strength, sitting on, the calf is floating.

Xianbei has a milk tea, and the tears in my heart is in an instant.

Hey, this taste ... this taste ...

Just a silky, the soul is full of dreams ...

Her original three points sweet, her old lover, old friend.

At this time, Chen Xi returned and saw more people from the table, and his eyes were witnessed.

Small things, walking quietly, he did not perceive it.

However, it seems to him ... cheese, no, milk tea trap, initial test, still got a point of effect, at least the little hamster in the hole in the hole, took the head.

Xiaobei looked at the eating surface while sinking, while indulging in the long-lost milk tea.

Human heaven, but so.

Until, there is a long shadow opposite face, and Xianbei has returned to God, and I don't consciously look forward.

After touching the man, I am static, and the rush is turned down, and the soup is concentrating on the bowl.

"Is it delicious?"

Buried in the face bowl, nod.

"Is enough?" Chen Chong continued.

Girl continues nod.

Chen Chong also looked at her and went to eat himself.

No more affecting the little girl, eating a little digestion.

In this case, the broken fluffy Liu Hai is hidden, and Xianbei quietly picked up the eyelids and peeking across the opposite.

He hangs, the eyelashes are thick, the nose is like, the cheeks are thin, and the noodles that are almost almost.

Seeing men have a meaning, Xianbei is down with Thunder, and the noodles in their mouths are.

Dragonfly food, Xianbei can't help but raise the corner.

Sneak.

How to make the lips, you can't stop.

What is laughing, she doesn't know.

A meal, the silent sound is finished.

Xianbei wipes the mouth with a paper towel, standing up and wants to clean up.

Chen Zhu went to her: "Let's let it, let me."

Xianbei hands suddenly, deep breathing, and then take a sigh of breath, and ultimately weaker: "... I am not busy ..."

God knows that she has spent more words in order to say this.

It's just afraid that he is not fast.

Not busy? Chen Bao frowned, did not respond.

But in the next second, he suddenly understood, laugh, deliberately hit: "Do you want to help me to wash the dishes?"

Answer than the mosquito: "... can also ..."

"No," Chen Bi is getting can't help but don't help, the last is correct: "You will not be busy, will you be busy?"

I have to go to the proliferation, and I will take my consciousness, and I wake up, and I can shake it, and Liu Hai is trembled.

Chen Chong was touched by her, just said: "It seems that it is busy, I have something to help, but now I have to go downstairs, wait for me for a few minutes?"

Xianbei Chaozhi, the first.

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The cup is turned to the kitchen.

Xianbei is sitting at the original, daze.

A few minutes, there is only a few minutes.

After a while, Chen Chong came up and put the same thing in front of her.

Xianbei fixed his eyes, oh? Is it a drink?

Huang Chengcheng, scattered sweet and mangoxia, and the white milk is still soft and thick.

The opposite man began to introduce: "The front of the strawberry is very good. This is a new product, the cheese is very mast, which is a freshly squeezed juice mixed with green tea, and the tea is very light."

He lifted the chin: "Drink, how?"

It is also to assess it ...

Xianbei can't help but be surprised, and I feel the pressure of the mountain. Just eat people, be sure to do it.

Rebond, Xianbei low-headed consciousness to find a straw, but meet a cup of simple drinks, there is no more drink props.

Chen Bao pays attention to her movement, ask: "What?"

Xianbei reached out two index fingers, in the air, compared to a long thing.

"straw?"

Xianbei recognizes.

Chen Chong leaned back chair, smashed the head, some unexpected: "Do you drink milk with a straw?"

Not? Xianbei blinked Barben.

Before the man is facing, both hands put it back, he casually holding the cup, unveiling a small cover on the side: "Tea drinking the milk cover type, it is best to drink directly."

His wrist slightly screw: "Like this, the cup is tilted, the entrance is the smooth milk cover, then the flesh, the last tea is full."

Chen Xi returned the cup: "The chance of the straw just started to suck the dairy cover, not the best taste."

Such as thunder.

It turned out that she has been drinking wrong? This is the correct posture of drinking tea?

The last time the strawberry milk covered ... Her assessment is not a lot of moisture ...

There is a desolation of the criticism on the spot, and the fairy foot has risen to the red, hurriedly said: "To ... Sorry ..."

"Sorry?" Chen Zhu probably understood what she meant: "You usually drink much milk tea, don't know how to drink, it is normal."

Chen Zhu smiled: "There is no absolute world, how do you like it, how to drink."

Xianbei is still flustered, daring to cultivate the cup mango dilute.

Chen Xi looked at her, and I asked: "Do you want me to demonstrate?"

Have other expectations, Xianbei is slow, demonstration? What demonstration?

If you have not answered, you will see that Chen Xi will renew her in front of her: "I will drink it first? Then you come?"

It is also the kind of tone of the tape.

The face of Xianbei is easy to be hot by this tone. Not just face, there are ears, heads, hot:

...... It means ... Do you want to drink with her with a cup? This way ... will not be close to it ...

For a few seconds, she heard a man laughed and saw that he immediately put a drink again, she felt that he stood up and he would have to be dismantled.

But next second, Xianbei's back ridge is straight, and it is difficult to move.

Because of your own brain, hair, it is not lightly untruritable, and it is squatted.

Hand master, laughing, breathing low: "Teasing you."