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It ’s rare to ask for an opportunity to chat with yourself. Although it ’s not a job, it ’s been three years since the two met from acquaintance to cooperation. In fact, it ’s not too much to say that they can make friends, and it is understandable to talk about some topics in life. By the way, Xiao can also ask about serialization.

And when it comes to the criticisms of my life, talking about work in peacetime, and the drafting of reminders, the style is completely different.

Editor · Guapianbiao: Whoops, my classmate was drawing with me in high school. The friendship between the two of us was a piece of rice paper and a bottle of ink.

The editors of the comic platform will draw because they need to communicate with the author.

Zhiyong is a big sneeze: what do you meet then?

The question Xiao Bing draws pictures and chats with melon batches, one mind and two uses can not help but be absent-minded, the structure of the human body is drawn many times wrong, and simply concentrate on chatting.

Editor · Guapianbiao: It ’s just after the meeting ... Hey, it ’s actually very embarrassing. I still liked him when I was in high school, but he beat me up in high school.

A strong shaking wind came across the screen, and Xiao Xiao wiped his nose with a tissue and continued to watch the melon batch show, considering whether to plant him an orange tree.

Editor · Guapianpi: Not only did I see him today, but I also saw his boyfriend. Do you say I'm angry?

Qiao Xiao nodded in sympathy. If he saw Xiaoyao outside with a man or woman, whether he was a boyfriend or not, his lungs would definitely explode.

The microwave banged, and Xiao Xiao got up and took out the heated food. When he came back, he found that Guarana made a few voices.

"Oops, typing is so tiring, I'll speak to you."

It's not the sound, the voice changer that comes with the chat software, loli sound.

When Xiao heard the sound of Jiao Didi treated, she felt a chill.

Because the two paid attention to each other on Weibo, Title Xiao knew that he was a male who had already been out of the closet and loved men.

"I have to talk to you about this. His boyfriend's size is so short. I can't do anything like one meter seven three."

Xiao Xiaocai's hand was a meal, and the meatballs fell from the chopsticks into the soup, almost splashing his own soup.

What happened to 173? Did you eat your rice?

啧 You head.

Xiao Xiao took a bite of rice and swallowed it with a little annoyance. If you didn't grow to 185, you would be an orange!

Zhiyong both big and big sneeze: Do you still like him?

"No, the time is not right, the place is not right, people and boyfriends, I'm blindly following what is mixed ~ to find something, isn't it?"

"In high school, although he hit me, hahaha, but the relationship between us is still very good, maybe because I didn't say what I like." Gua Pi said that when others hit themselves, they were happy, as if Many glorious things are the same.

"Later, he went abroad for some reason, and he didn't contact him after leaving the country. He didn't say anything without warning. This time he met him on the street, he didn't expect it at all."

An encounter is a fate, like Xiaoyao and I are encounters every day, and Xiao Xiao nodded.

Gua Pui sent another minute-long voice, and Xiao Xiao quietly became a listener, but just before the end of the speech, a sharp message prompt sounded, and Gua Pui uttered a curse.

Title Xiao hasn't responded yet, and Gua Pian has sent news again.

"What the fuck, that desperate duck neck, has he ever harassed you?"

Hearing that, Xiao Xiao thought of the two sentences that duck neck sent to himself at noon that day, but both of them were withdrawn.

But isn't Duck Neck a sister?

The big sneeze of wisdom and bravery: what? How can her woman harass you? Didn't you really harass him?

"Fart!" Gua Pi was a little emotional, so excited that he forgot to turn on the voice changer, and his voice was swear.

"He's a man! Man! Don't look at him every day, why do you think he's a woman?" Guapi said, "Fuck, he always sends me pictures of him, what kind of abs What waist and ankle, offend editors do not want to live. "

Still no change in voice.

"But." Gua Pi said in a tone, "It's kind of hahaha."

Question Xiao always sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't remember how it was done. He put down the bowl in his hand and wanted to reply to something.

"Mama, did I just forget to change the voice." The tone was a little embarrassing, and I hurriedly haha, "forget about it quickly."

Gua Pian replaced the skin of Jiao Di Luo Liyin, and the two also chatted for a while while working, serializing the unreasonable part of the story and discussing the camera.

When the avatar was dark, it was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and the food was cold again, and Xiao Huo was sleeping soundly aside.

Readers persevered on Weibo, drunk and drove, demonstrating several times a minute.

Because of a cold, Xiao Xiao's throat was a little uncomfortable, and now the whole person is a little bit ill after resting at home.

Sitting at the table with a pen, thinking about Xiaoyao, then took ten minutes to paint a back.

There are only half of the back, the other half is left blank, the outline is not smooth and complete edges, the image falls like a snowflake, and finally a white flower is at the bottom of the entire picture.

It's like a person blooming out of a flower.

With the smell of snow.

Zhiyong both big and big sneeze: Sorry, sorry, it's really uncomfortable to catch a cold today. I promise to supply you with a good unicycle in the future.

Today we also bought oranges, the back of a long-legged biscuit [Image]

The long-legged biscuit was still in the hospital. The mobile phone stunned, and the author, Da Axi, who took notice of it, tweeted.

Long-legged cookies?

What's it called? I feel that the two people I care about in my life, from Xiao Yan to the manga writer Da Axie, are all weird?

What's more ... Xiaoyao stared at the screen intently, always feeling strange.

I have n’t seen the author ’s Weibo very much these days, and the comics have n’t changed much anymore. As he was about to turn down, Naomi ’s voice came over.

"Xiao Yao, Xiao Yu wakes up," Naomi said.

"Cleveland!" Xiao Yu repeated his English name dissatisfied.

The blush on the child's face had faded, his face was as pure as jade, his long eyelashes flickered, and his blue eyes were blinking at his brother.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hands with a little baby fat towards Xiao Yao, and looked like a hug. On the back of his hand was a band-aid, covering the eye of the needle that had just been infused.

He said something like "brother, hug" in ambiguous Chinese.

My elder sister Naomi told him that this older brother didn't like listening to English much, and the little one was talking about not fluent Chinese.

Xiaoyao looked at this little brother who had a similar eyebrow and faintly similar to himself, and did not reach out, still standing there.

Xiao Yu's small arm was still stretched in the air, staring at Xiao Yao eagerly, and the blue eyes were longing.

Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something, and sighed inconceivably. His half-brother was finally softened, and he bent over and crouched in front of him and carried him on his shoulder.

The expression of the little boy turned from bad to happy in a flash, and his eyes were bright, too happy to speak English.

No one knows what Xiaoyao thought and who he thought.

Only the one who thought of it sneezed.

"A snee-" Xiao, who was about to take medicine, gave a big sneeze, her hands shook, and the pills fell into the sofa.