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Xiaoyan said that buying or waiting can be broken. Qwq Xiaoyao is a teacher himself. She has winter and summer vacations and weekends. However, it is not clear what Xiaoyan does. Because she is worried that his job is a single-day vacation, she chose conservatively. Sunday.

This Sunday, four days later.

Happiness came suddenly.

"I'm free." Question Xiao answered hurriedly, nodding like a chicken pecking rice, and staring at Xiaoyao with a blink of an eye.

Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, it ’s so tall, so tall, it looks good, it looks good.

Write a poem in an instant.

"That's good." Xiao Yao nodded slightly, still a little concerned about things that didn't pinch his face.

After all, the two are only neighbors, and they are both big men. Such a move may be a bit wrong and it is easy to make people misunderstand.

At this time, the checkout team also had a problem with Xiao Xiao, afraid that Xiaoyao would check out for himself again. He hurriedly sent his shopping basket up.

At first glance, Xiaoyao only took a box of rice and a bottle of oolong tea in his hands, and Xiao Xiao's eyes rolled a few times. He took these two things from his phone while Xiaoyao was watching the phone.

When two hands touched each other, Xiao Xiao murmured in his heart.

"I'll settle the bill for you. I was embarrassed to let you spend it last time." Tsai Xiaosha said with a whisper, at the same time as he was afraid that Xiaoyao would take things back. The way.

But he still underestimated Ren Xiaoyao's height.

His fingertips struck his cheeks, his long arms crossed him, and he easily brought back his belongings at the cash register.

When skipped, title Xiao smelled a smell of snow, pure and pure, and a little cold.

Xiaoyao also achieved half of his wish, and it really felt good.

"Thank you, but you don't have to, I'll do it myself." Xiaoyao took things back into his hands, and took it easy.

Although he understands that this is Xiaoyi's kind intention, Xiao Yao seems to have the essence of preferring to owe others a little more than to owe others a little bit.

He tapped Xiaoyi ’s family ’s wifi first, and asked him to eat or pay him, but Xiaoyao did n’t think anything was wrong.

Once said to be the other way around, Xiaoyao felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable everywhere, like Xiaoyao was going to pay for himself.

Question Xiao spit out his tongue a little bit, but Xiaoyao couldn't see it anyway. If it doesn't, don't end it. The two are the neighbors of the opposite party. They are coming to Japan, and there will be opportunities in the future.

Out of the convenience store door, this time the two were not as speechless as last time.

Or Xiaoyao's provocative words: "take the liberty to ask, what do you do?"

"I squatted and painted at home." Title Xiao was a little hungry, so he took a pack of potato chips and grabbed it.

I was hungry because I was nervous. After all, I walked side by side with the male god. I just held the small hand rounded and touched the small face. He was so excited that he did n’t even know where to put his hands. He always wanted to find something. dry.

The potato chips were in the bag, and as they walked together, the clamor of the collision covered up Xiao Xiao's mood.

Hearing the word "painting", Xiaoyao stunned for a moment, but did not expect Xiaoyan to be so invisible, he would still paint, and asked, "What is it?"

"Oil painting." Title Xiao chewed potato chips crunchily, and lied without blushing.

After all, the profession of cartoonist is still a niche. He is still a manga artist who draws beautiful comics, so he moved out of his major majored in college, which sounds more compelling.

Xiao Yao nodded again and nodded: "Oil painting is fine."

"But you speak English fluently, did you study abroad?" There weren't many potato chips in the bag, and Xiao Xiao grabbed and ate it because he was nervous. He finally spoke carefully after eating. One sentence.

"It's okay, after spending a few years abroad, I can barely communicate with foreigners." Xiaoyao said modestly, a slight arc of a radian radiating from the corner of his mouth and smiling.

Xiao smiled straight.

I want to see him laugh every day.

This laugh also made Tie Xiao temporarily put aside that tension, and reverted to the mode of seeing people talking, talking about ghosts, talking about ghosts, and finally opened the sweet box.

"What do you eat grow up so high?"

"Trust me, I really have a net height of 175 and I wear a shoe for 178."

"Well, you taller just don't understand the pain of shorter ones."

Wait, and so on, basically Xiao Xiao is all alone, Xiaoyao should be one or two or laugh, although it is a nourishing gag, but he can say so much to Xiaoyao in one breath. Wonderful.

If this can be done every day, I promise that I will not drag on my life.

I am afraid that I can wake up with a smile.

When they arrived at the door of the two, Xiao Xiao raised his courage and took out his mobile phone: "Would you like to add a WeChat?"

Does this sound misunderstood as suspected of having an appointment?

With this in mind, Xiao Xiao changed his tongue quickly, wanting to cover up and said: "Uh, just leave a contact method, after all, between neighbors, you know what I mean."

"Yeah." Xiaoyao turned the key into a mobile phone and scanned the QR code displayed by Xiao Xiao.

The moment a friend added success, the title Xiao heard the sound in his heart, yeah, the two hundred and thirty-three fireworks qiming screamed and crackled, and he couldn't describe his excitement at this moment.

I really want to go on stage and sing a song to thank the people and their parents.

When Xiao Xiao was preparing to cover this freshly baked WeChat friend back home, Xiaoyao stopped him, bringing a little bit of noise in his tone.

"That." He heard Xiaoyao say.

Turning his head, he saw Xiaoyao standing there, close to the one-meter-nine man, with a long hand and a long leg. He didn't know where to put it. He wrote the word "cramped" all over.

"What's your name? I don't know how to call you yet." There was a tremor in Xiaoyao's voice that he couldn't even notice, and it really wasn't good at it.

"Title Xiao, the title of the title, Xiao Xiao's Xiao, there is a Su under the cursive prefix." Said Xiao Xiao, finger on the screen.

The buzz shook twice, and a message popped up on Xiaoyao ’s phone—

"Title."

After Xiao Xiao closed the door, he quickly dropped the things in his hand, hugged Xiaohuo and started to circle, and his mouth rose wildly.

He asked me my name, he asked me my name, he asked me my name!

A milestone milestone on the road to Han!

On this side, Xiao Xiao hugged his cat and sang a round dance, but Xiaoyao on the other side looked at the Xiao Xiao's WeChat details page and was lost in thought.

The night was dazzling. After taking off his coat, Xiao Xiao stood at the entrance and looked at the empty room, suddenly there was a kind of ...

"Xiao Yao Da **** man pulls ruthlessly!" Feeling.

Looking forward to a month's appointment, you say go and leave?

Why am I just coming and going?

Huh Xiaoyao, aren't you just a small legged cookie?

Question Xiao angrily sucked his nose, then kicked a few bags of garbage that had just been put out between the two and kicked them at Xiaoyao's house. .

Make you ruthless!

Let everyone in the building know that you are a miser.

The immature childish ghost was standing in the hallway, stomping his feet unhappyly, trying to wake up the voice-activated lamp.

Failed several times.

In the corridor, only the light from the Xiao family and the light passing through the gap between the stairs upstairs and downstairs seemed to be broken.

The cold wind ran from the downstairs to the fourth floor, blowing a question Xiao Yizheng, and by the way sneezed again. He stood at the door, rubbed his hands into his pockets, and touched a square, hard-bodied thing.

On the way just back, Xiaoyao bought him a cold medicine.

Xiao Xiao rubbed his hand back and forth several times in his pocket, from horizontal edges to sharp corners, as if he had eyes between his fingers, and he could see the font on the carton. Then he could peek back in time. What mood was that moment.

Xiao Huo pursed his throat beside his feet, and the meowing voice echoed a little in the corridor.

Question Xiao looked at the garbage in the middle of the door of the two people's house, and his fingers repeatedly clicked on the sharp corners of the box.

Squatting down and hugged Xiaohuo, Tiao Xiao turned around and went home with a smile on his lips.

Forget it, in terms of your face and how I like you, as well as the fact that you have not denied it, forgive you for the time being.

After making up his mind, Xiao Xiao didn't forget to promise the readers the benefits. When he turned on the computer and connected the pen display to draw, he received the message of approval.

The editor's working time is nine to five, and now it is eight o'clock. It stands to reason that the melon batch should be off work and not online.

Moreover, Gua Ping is the editor-in-chief of the title Xiao. Although the two usually have conversations, they are both talking about work. Gua approving manuscripts or discussing with him about manga manning and lens setting, will not tell him things other than work. .

But this time, the two couldn't have come together--

Editor · Guapianpi: Ah, I told you today that I met a high school classmate I haven't seen in a long time ~

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Hospital, registered office.

"Xiaoyu, four years old." Xiaoyao bent down slightly and passed the money from the small window to Miss Nursing. The raised eyebrows and earnest look caused the Miss Sister to look at her more.

Recently, Xuancheng has been greatly cooled, and many people have not escaped the cold calamity. Even on cold winter nights, the emergency department of the hospital is full of men, women and children.

The cries of the children kept coming one after another, unwilling to get an injection or to take medicine. Xiaoyao frowned and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the beautiful back of a blonde woman not far away.