Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    "Who wants to sleep with you, no... Who the **** is your future boyfriend?!"

    Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, dragged Xia Zhiye by the collar and threw him out of the bedroom, then slammed the door.

    Xia Zhiye held back a smile outside the door: "You really don't sleep with me?"

    Song Yan was ruthless inside the door: "If you want to die, you can try."

    Xia Zhiye was in a good mood when she thought about it, and said lazily, "Then you have to give me a quilt, right?"

    The voice fell, and an air conditioner quilt flew out of the door that had just been opened. Before Xia Zhiye could see the face of the person who threw the quilt, the door was closed again.

    But don't look at it, Xia Zhiye also knows that the face must be angry and shy now, and it's cute.

    Although a little fierce, but still very cute.

    Anyway, his future boyfriend is the most adorable in the world.

    Xia Zhiyi lay down on the sofa contentedly, resting her head on the back of her head with one hand, and took out the photo taken at the amusement park with the other, and the more she looked at the corner of her lips, the deeper the smile.

    Looking at it, seemed to remember something, sat up, took out an old album from the drawer at the bottom of the coffee table, and carefully put the photo into the blank plastic film In the mezzanine, and then put the album back in its original position and locked the drawer.

    When the album was closed, the chandelier on the top gently illuminated the row of immature and clumsy fonts on the cover - Xia Xia's Little Home.

    It used to belong to him and his parents.

    In the future, he hopes to belong to him and Song Yan.

    After the door was locked from the inside, Song Yan lay on the bed and looked at the empty ceiling, suddenly feeling a little unreasonable.

    The room is Xia Zhiye's room, and the bed is Xia Zhiye's bed, why should I drive others out and occupy the magpie's nest?

    Although he has always had a bad temper and is not a reasonable person, he still has the basic qualities of self-cultivation. Such an unreasonable thing.

    But after meeting Xia Zhiye, she couldn't help but lose her temper.

    As if subconsciously, he felt that he could lose his temper in front of Xia Zhiye, because no matter who was right or wrong, Xia Zhiye would always coax himself first.

    As soon as I think of Xia Zhiye, he hangs around his neck at every turn, shouting "We hate brother", "Song Daxi" and "Song Yan little friend" lazily in his ear, Song Yan felt that her ears were a little hot.

    Simply turned on his side, turned his back to the door, covered the quilt, and prepared to sleep, as if he would not be affected by Xia Zhiye outside the door.

    However, she couldn't sleep.

      Can't sleep no matter how.

    Song Yancai remembered that she did not take sleeping pills today.

    Or he just remembered that he hadn't taken sleeping pills for a long time.

    I don't know since when, he seems to be used to being in the same room as Xia Zhiye, and that he can easily fall asleep in the dark when he knows where he is.

    I slept alone in the past ten years, but it only took two or three months.

    And when I think of Xia Zhiye, I can't help but see the man standing in the crowded and noisy crowd, accompanied by the gorgeous fireworks behind him, looking down at him and saying, "Song Yan, I like you" look.

    At that moment, the thousands of people in his eyes disappeared, and the dazzling fireworks disappeared, only the tenderness and love of the eye-catching young man with a smile on his face remained.

    It would be a lie to say no.

    In other words, before Xia Zhiye confessed to himself, he was already moved.

    I was so heartbroken that I couldn't help asking the doctor seriously in the hospital if I had a heart attack.

    But the young heart is too shallow, it can't represent anything, and it can't promise anything.

    Song Yan did not believe in Xia Zhiye, but in herself.

    I don't believe that I have the ability to deal with this emotion, and I don't believe that I can afford the unknown consequences of this young man's heartbeat.

    He felt that this might just be a momentary emotional arousal caused by hormones during puberty, or it might just be a habitual dependence formed by spending time together day and night.

    After all, what if Xia Zhiye is just hot-headed.

    Thinking of this, Song Yanxiang suddenly took his attention, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Xia Zhiye.

    [YAN]: We will be cold for 21 days starting tomorrow.

    [Wild]: ?

    [YAN]: It means going to school and going to school and going to the toilet separately, eating and going to the toilet separately, you can live at home if you can, even if you are in the dormitory together, don’t talk unless it’s important, don’t be together Don't send WeChat unless it's important.

    [Wild]: ? ?

    [YAN]: Time is the only criterion for testing truth, and 21 days is an inertial cycle for humans to develop habits.

    [Wild]:…

    Xia Zhiye was lying on the sofa outside the house, watching Song Yanfa's long request, he tapped the screen twice with his fingertips, thought for a moment, and seemed to understand what Song Yan meant, Couldn't help but chuckle.

    Why is Song Yan, who is so wise in hoeing the strong and helping the weak to help students study for exams, but naive like a primary school chicken when it comes to dealing with emotional issues.

    Probably because some things can be taught as long as there is a teacher, but there are some things that no one has ever told Song Yan how to face, such as the ability to love and be loved.

    This is not Song Yan's fault, it's just a dilemma that his future boyfriend needs to help him solve.

    So Xia Zhiye replied: [OK]

    ?

    Song Yan, who had already prepared for Xia Zhiye's theory, was confused by the unexpected "good" word.

    When did Xia Zhiye become so embarrassed?

    Song Yan replied again: [Then I will go back to the dormitory tomorrow, you stay at home]

    Xia Zhiye still replied quickly: [OK]

    Song Yan: "…"

    But it's fine, it's a good thing that you don't have to see someone dangling in front of you tomorrow and talking nonsense.

    Song Yan pulled the quilt and covered her head, but did not reply.

    I should have slept until nearly noon on weekends, but woke up early again and couldn't sleep again.

    Where did this man go early in the morning.

    Song Yan thought about sitting at the table, stirred the white porridge in the bowl a few times, felt a little tasteless, and reached out to get a tea egg, only to find that today's tea egg actually has a shell of.

    After realizing this problem, Song Yan paused for a while, and then realized that tea eggs have shells, but Xia Zhiye calmly peeled them for him and sent them to on hand.

    Song Yan: "…"

    Thinking of someone again early in the morning is really haunting.

    And it's just a tea egg, he doesn't know how to peel it.

    However, today's tea egg shells are extremely crushed, and small pieces stick to the egg skin, which is very difficult to peel. After peeling for a while, not only did it not peel well, It also made the hands full of juice, sticky and sticky with the taste of hands.

    Master Song finally lost his patience. He threw the tea eggs and wanted to send a WeChat message to ask where Xia Zhiye went early in the morning. However, as soon as he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, he saw Xia Zhiye's The avatar becomes a picture with black text on a white background.

    The white background is an ordinary white background, and the black character is an unusual black character, it is a capital number "21".

    “…”

    Thinking of what she personally sent yesterday [Don't send WeChat unless you are together unless it's important], Song Yan turned off his phone heavily.

    21 is 21.

    It's only 21 days, can he still live without Xia Zhiye?

    Thinking, wrap the tea egg in a plastic bag, slap it **** the table as Xia Zhiye's head, and then pick it out from the almost shattered shell The eggs were eaten with a cold face and murderous intent.

    Xia Zhiye, who was helping Song Yan with the ointment to relieve back pain at the pharmacy, suddenly shivered inexplicably.

    Where does the murderous aura come from in this holy place of healers?

    Xia Zhiye finally grabbed the last few pairs of old Nanwu's unique secret recipe ointment from a large group of uncles and aunts. When he returned home, he found that the house was empty.

    The quilt was neatly folded, but the person who should have been lying in the quilt was gone.

    Where is his future boyfriend?

    Xia Zhiye glanced at the time, it was less than ten o'clock, why did Song Yan get up so early today?

    Xia Zhiye, who was accustomed to Song Yan's madness to catch up on sleep on the weekends, tapped his phone twice and realized that Song Yan must have slept alone last night, so she didn't sleep well and lost sleep again .

    I blame myself for not insisting on shameless last night.

    Thinking, open WeChat.

    [Wild]: [Where is the cat probe/wife.GIF]

    Song Yan just returned to the dormitory and took out a set of synthesizers to prepare for brushing, but as soon as he picked up the pen, he received this message, and the nib of the pen was broken.

    Where did this idiot Xia Zhiye come from?

    Song Yan gritted her teeth and sent a screenshot of the chat with the phrase "don't send WeChat unless you're not together unless it's important", then threw the waste pen in his hand and took out a new one.

    Just as she was about to continue the question, Xia Zhiye returned a picture, which was a bag of dog skin plaster.

    [Wild]: Is it important about your waist?

    [YAN]: It doesn't matter if it's important or not.

    [Wild]: It's none of my business

    [YAN]: ?

    Song Yangang wondered if Xia Zhiye was going to come up with something like "Because I like you, whether you are healthy or not, I care about whether you are healthy or not, and I see Xia Zhiye sending it again and again. One came over: [After all, men can't have bad waists]

    pop—

    The new pen that Song Yan just took out, unfortunately died again.

    He knew that Xia Zhiye was shameless before, but he didn't expect Xia Zhiye to be so shameless. He felt that since the window paper was pierced, this person has become a wild horse that has run away. The emoji came out of his mouth.

    Song Yan's way of dealing with this situation is very simple and rude. He takes a deep breath, and his fingertips move like the wind: [Go away, you, uncle, don't come back at night if you don't want to die]

    Then wechat phone blackout one-stop service.

    Smooth without pause.

    By the way, I took out the third pen and opened the paper.

    What is a man, and a man can't affect his speed.

    Otherwise, before he is completely independent from Song Minghai, he will not even have the freedom to choose his own school, let alone fall in love with a man.

    So even if he wants to be with Xia Zhiye, he can't affect his studies, otherwise what will he do to support himself and Xia Zhiye, grandma and little mahjong in the future?

    After all, the elderly are very easy to get sick when they are old, and girls need to be rich and supportive. In the future, there will be more money, so I can't rely on Xia Zhiye to play with rich women and sell things for a lifetime Bar.

    Song Yan thought about it, not realizing that he had subconsciously bound his future to Xia Zhiye, but gradually calmed down and quickly brushed the questions.

    After finishing the comprehensive, I did two sets of math and English real questions. I wanted to take another set of physics, but when I looked up, I found that it was completely dark outside the window, and my stomach followed. Gollum.

    Only then did Song Yan realize that he had forgotten to eat at noon, and the feeling of hunger rushed to his stomach, took out his mobile phone, and planned to order takeout.

    As soon as the screen was unlocked, I saw the bright red dot in the upper right corner of the companion software.

    Song Yan has set the setting of non-friends to not send messages, and his only friend is Xia Zhiye.

    Click on the APP, and sure enough, it was a message sent by Xia Zhiye.

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: Miss, are you there~

    Song Yan looked at the tilde, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

    I agreed not to chat privately or coax others, but not only did I take the initiative to chat privately, but also sent a tilde when sending a message?

    He didn't send a tilde when he sent WeChat to himself just now.

      It's a trash man.

    However, the scolding in his heart returned, Song Yan was still worried that Xia Zhiye had suddenly encountered something and was short of money, so he replied indifferently: [in]

      Sent you a friend message, go online to check it~]

    The corners of her lips couldn't help but smile.

    Pick up the phone, unlock the screen, and quickly reply: [Miss, are you in a bad mood today? Why are you so indifferent all of a sudden, you don't even have emojis anymore]

    I also need emoji, where do you get so much shit.

    Song Yan scolded, and at the same time was afraid of revealing her secrets, and replied with humiliation: [No ducks! It's just that the door was opened, and it's inconvenient to type! (*▽*)]

    Xia Zhiye held back a smile: [It's good if you're not in a bad mood, does Miss Sister have time to play games today? I will take you to the glory duck]

    Duck, you also duck.

    The big man is so cute, he doesn't know how to keep himself clean.

    Song Yan replied angrily: [What’s the matter~ Didn’t my brother return all the money to me and say I don’t need it? Why did you suddenly come to me again, duck]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school student online pick up and play]: I thought there was no hope, so I don't need it, but I succeeded in my confession yesterday, so I want to prepare a surprise for the person I like.

    "?"

    The confession was successful?

    Did Xia Zhiye confess to others yesterday? !

    Song Yan's brain became hot, and her fingers moved faster than her brain: [Who else did you confess to? ? ? ]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]:?

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: What does it mean to confess to whom?

    “…”

    Song Yan realized that she was too excited and calmed down: [Oh, nothing, I thought it was the person you liked before who failed to confess, and I confessed again yesterday]

    Song Yan also felt that his explanation was a little blunt, but fortunately Xia Zhiye didn't seem to think too much.

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: No, you misunderstood

    [Pure and beautiful male high school student online pick up and play]: I have only liked one person from beginning to end, before because I thought he liked me, but it turned out that I was self-indulgent, just a little bit I was disheartened, but then I realized that it was I who wanted to be nice to him, not that he was nice to me, and what I liked was not that he liked me, but the person he was, so I bravely approached him yesterday. confessed.

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: This is the first time I like someone, I like the kind of like I like very much, I like it so much that I may only like this one in my life man, so I want to give him the best surprise.

    I like this person so much that I may only like this person in my life.

    Song Yan's knuckles tightening slightly while holding the phone.

    Xia Zhiye, this idiot, said something disgusting and disgusting to an outsider.

    However, thinking about this in my mind, my heart became sour, and even the tone of typing was much gentler: [Then did he promise you]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: No.

    [People are beautiful, rich and rich]: How do you say that you have succeeded

    [Pure and beautiful male high school student online pick up and play]: Because he is still willing to ignore me, willing to lose his temper with me, this is enough

    Song Yan: "…"

    Grass, does Xia Zhiye have no bottom line? What's a good thing to lose your temper with at him? He still acts like a treasure, is he a fool?

    The more Song Yan thought about it, the more bored he became, and he pursed his lips and replied: [From your description, I feel that his temperament is not very good, and I don't know how to cherish it. What's so worthy of your liking]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: Well, his temper is really bad.

    Song Yan: "?"

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: The personality is not very good.

    Song Yan: "??"

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: There are also potential domestic violence and prodigal tendencies

    Song Yan: "???"

    Alright, Xia Zhiye can be buried.

    Just as he was about to assassinate Xia Zhiye, a new message appeared in the dialog box.

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: But I just like him. Although he has a bad temper, he has a good heart. Although he has a hard mouth, he is soft-hearted. Although he likes to beat me, he always It's a ticklish petty fight, but when it comes to beating up the little gangsters for me, he is very hard. Although he spends a lot of money and has a very picky personality, he is willing to save money and spend hard times in order to help me, so in my heart he is the most. It's the most unique, even if he doesn't want to promise me for the time being, it doesn't matter, I'm willing to wait for him.

    “…”

    Song Yan, who just wanted to bury Xia Zhiye, wanted to bury herself.

    If it weren't for the fact that he still had the ID of a rich and rich woman, he would even begin to suspect that Xia Zhiye was deliberately deceiving himself to be soft-hearted so as to terminate the 21-day Cold War plan.

    So he couldn't let Xia Zhiye talk any longer, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

    Song Yan quickly replied with his heartbeat faster and faster: [Wow! Great! Come on brother! happy]

    I quickly added: [But I don't think my brother needs to spend money to prepare surprises. If that person knows about it, he certainly doesn't want to work so hard for him]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: Well, it's okay, if you don't have time, you can speak directly. I can contact other customers.

    ? ? ?

    Other clients?

    Xia Zhiye is going to find that rich woman who thinks badly about him? !

    Song Yan didn't even think about it: [I didn't mean that]

    [Pure and beautiful male high school student online pick up and play]: I always thought that you are the most innocent and naive of all my clients, and also the most suitable for chatting, so I thought of finding you for the first time and returning it to you Having said so much, I didn't expect to bother you, sorry, but thank you very much.

    [Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: My parents died in a traffic accident when I was in the third year of junior high school. My expenses are all dependent on my grandmother’s retirement salary and endowment insurance. My expenses are all I figured out by myself, so I’m used to doing part-time jobs, but don’t worry, it won’t affect my studies.

    Song Yan: "…"

    That's right, if it wasn't for the force of life, Xia Zhiye wouldn't have to come out to earn money to support his family when he was a teenager.

    Xia Zhiye has a good brain and really good grades, so let him earn other people's money to give him gifts, it's better to earn his own money, so that he can still feel good in his heart go for some.

    [People are beautiful and rich, little rich woman]: So, my brother is so pitiful, then brother, don’t worry, as long as you want, I have time at any time, you don’t have to look for other customers, Wan It's not good when you meet strange people (*^◎^*)]

    Xia Zhiye leaned back in the chair, looked at the news uploaded on the phone screen, and couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled.

    How can someone be so cute at the same time as cool brother, people really can't help not want to trick him home.

      Lie home to talk about it.

    Then click on the data modification interface.

    In half a minute.

    [The pure and beautiful male high school student has a gold master]: Okay, thank you for the kind-hearted little angel.

    Song Yan looked at the suddenly changed ID: "?"

    Just as I was about to send a message saying that he didn't mean that, and he was not interested in taking care of Xia Zhiye, the news of Xia Zhiye was sent again: [Are you online? ]

    Song Yan: "…"

    Never mind.

    People are rich and rich: [OK]

    Song Yan was very careful not to cut the wrong number this time, but after entering the game room, she found that the small icon of the microphone was lit up in the lower right corner of Xia Zhiye's avatar.

    [People are rich and rich]:?

    Xia Zhiye's lazy voice came from the earphone: "I didn't want to communicate with strangers when I didn't turn on the microphone, but we are friends now, so I think it is more convenient to communicate by voice, after all It is still very important to cooperate with the teammates in the tier of glory, and I want to ensure your gaming experience."

    Sounds hard-working and dedicated, but Song Yan couldn't think of a good way to refute.

    [The rich and the rich]: But I'm in the dormitory now, and my roommate is sleeping next to me, so it's not convenient to talk

    Xia Zhiye: "It's fine, just follow my instructions, don't talk."

    Song Yan: "…"

    Go ahead.

    You don't need to speak, otherwise you will have to ask Shen Jiayan for the link to the voice changer.

    "But I saw your APP positioning before, you are also in Nanwu?" Xia Zhiye said suddenly and coldly.

    Song Yan felt tight.

    Xia Zhiye asked slowly, "It's not from Nanwu No. 3 Middle School, right?"

    Song Yanfei quickly denied: [No]

    "It's okay, otherwise you should pay more attention in the dormitory at night."

    [People are rich and rich]:?

    "The dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School is haunted."

    [People are rich and rich]:? ?

    "You may not have heard of it, but students in the Xiacheng District should know that when the school was expanded, because there was no land around, the only option was the current dormitory building. All the illegal buildings built on the ground have been demolished.”

    "At that time, there were many people who forcibly built illegally occupying land and were unwilling to say that those builders wanted to rob their houses and land, and they would not demolish them without paying high demolition fees. The businessmen didn’t want it either, the land was allocated to the school by the government, they just contracted the building, why should they pay the demolition fee, and the two sides started to fight, and there were several fights, and the fight became bigger and bigger.”

    "Fighting and conflict are all over, the key is that such a troubled project can only be dragged on, and it will not be completed on time if it is dragged on, the builders will lose money, and the students will not be able to enroll on time, so One day, a foreman came up with an idea and decided to secretly push the building while no one was there in the middle of the night."

    "In the end, I didn't expect that those who took the lead in making the most riot had long expected their hand, and they also lived in those illegal buildings at night, but it happened that a few of them drank that night. I was so drunk that I didn't hear any movement. The construction team shouted for a long time, thinking that there was no one inside, so they drove the cart and leveled it."

    "So those people were crushed to death inside, and later, out of various considerations, this matter was suppressed, and the dormitory building was completed on schedule, but when the students moved in , but found it was wrong."

    As soon as he finished speaking, something slammed into the window with a bang. Song Yan was caught off guard, his hands trembled in fright, and he sent a head directly.

    Xia Zhiye didn't seem to pay attention, and continued to operate the hero in his hand, while preaching: "It was a weekend at the beginning, almost all the students in that building went home, and there was only one student left. He was in the dormitory, but at first he suddenly heard the sound of someone banging against the window, and he was so frightened that he scolded a few times. After the sound stopped, he went to the window to look, only to see a figure floating by the window. Immediately afterwards, there was a strange noise from the ceiling, as if someone was moving on it. At first he thought it was a prank by his classmates upstairs, but guess what?"

    Song Yan frantically manipulates Di Renjie in his hands, yearning only for justice and light, and does not want to guess at all.

    However, Xia Zhiye slowly threw out a sentence: "As a result, that student lives on the sixth floor, which is the top floor of the dormitory of No. 3 Middle School.

    Hey—

    Song Yan's finger swiped her head directly from the screen, symbolizing justice and brightness Di Renjie sacrificed heroically.

      Don't be afraid if you have roommates."

    Song Yan, who was lying alone on the bed on the sixth floor of the dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School: "…"

    Well, it's fine, don't be afraid.

    Prosperity, strength, democracy, civilization and harmony.

    He is a proud member of the Communist Youth League, and he is not afraid.

    Boom—

    "Grass!"

    The door of the dormitory suddenly rang, and Song Yan was so frightened that she threw the phone out of her hand.

    A false alarm, when I reacted, there was already a cold sweat behind me, I opened the door, and the dormitory aunt handed over the takeaway: "Let me tell you, this is a special situation on weekends, and you can't order takeout at ordinary times. Ow."

    Song Yan nodded: "Okay."

    After a pause, she remembered something, and then asked, "Auntie, when building this dormitory, was there any construction accident."

    Auntie nodded calmly: "Yes, I've been out, what's wrong?"

    “…No problem, thank you Auntie.”

    "It's alright, just treat your aunt as your own family. But you need to eat more meals. Seeing your pale face, those who don't know think you are rubbing flour." Just walked away.

    And the long corridor was very empty because it was the weekend after the exam, and the lights in almost every dormitory were dimmed.

      .

    Picked up the phone and wrapped himself with the quilt from head to toe, then curled up under the covers and quickly sent a message: [The internet in the dormitory is not good today, and the connection was dropped just now. ]

    Xia Zhiye's voice came in time like a reassurance: "Well, it's okay, I'm here, but the opposite side is still crushed. If you have a network card, then we will first Don't fight, let's talk another day?"

    Song Yan has never typed so fast in her life: [Don’t, it’s fine, now that the internet is online, you can type as long as you like]

    "Ow, that's it." Xia Zhiye seemed to be regretful, "But I suddenly have something to do here, I'll have to go after this fight."

    [People are rich and rich]:?

    "My sister can't do kindergarten homework, I'm going to help."

    After speaking, the voice of a little mahjong came from the other end of the voice: "Brother! Come here quickly!"

    "Immediately, my brother will be here soon." Xia Zhiye seemed to turn his head in response, and then turned back and said to Song Yan, "You come to the middle, we will directly push up. "

    After talking, Xia Zhiye's Lan rushed to the high ground with a sprint, and slammed out the opponent's little Luban and Daji, and then blew the horn of victory with his own team.

    Before Song Yan could speak out, Xia Zhiye went offline with a "Victory".

    The avatar is grayed out.

    Speech disappears.

    The world suddenly returned to silence, except for the night wind whistling outside the window, and the strange sound of marbles from the ceiling.

    Song Yan: "…"

    It's okay, don't be afraid.

    He's not afraid.

    Song Yan moved his body stiffly, under the premise that none of his slender limbs would stick out of the quilt, he silently turned his body, changed his face to lying down, then froze in place, closed his eyes, not moving at all.

    As long as he sleeps fast enough, the feudal superstition can't catch up with him.

    He is a great young man in the new century. He has been educated in socialist core values ​​since childhood, believed in science, believed in Marxist-Leninist philosophy, and stood firm in materialism...

    "Fuck! Xia Zhiye, this big idiot!"

    Three minutes later, Song Yan finally couldn't help opening her eyes and cursed fiercely.

    The big idiot is slowly packing his schoolbag and changing his coat at his home.

    The super smart little mahjong next to him who finished kindergarten homework early, raised his head and asked, "Brother Ye, are you going back to school tonight?"

    "Yeah." Xia Zhiye put on a black jacket, "You hate my brother telling me to go back."

    The little mahjong tilted his head and seemed very distressed: "But didn't you just say that you were disgusted with brother and forbid you to go back?"

    Xia Zhiye turned around and smiled mysteriously at her: "But he will call me back soon."

    Little Mahjong: "?"

    As soon as the voice fell, Xia Zhiye's cell phone ding-dong.

    WeChat messages.

    [YAN]: Auntie rounds the room today, please get back and sleep.

    Some people really won't lie, and today is not the back-to-school day, so what room to check.

    But Xia Zhiye replied with a smile: [OK, thank you for reminding me]

    After returning, he shook his phone in front of the little mahjong: "Look, you hate my brother and tell me to go back."

    The little mahjong who just learned the Arabic numerals "1, 2, 3" today can't understand a word of the dialog box.

    But from the joy of his wild brother, he could feel that the news was true, but she was naive and simple and still didn't understand: "Why did brother hate let you go back for a while and not let you back for a while? go back."

    Xia Zhiye squatted down, rubbed her soft fur, and said with a smile, "Because your disgusted brother is a face-loving little arrogant, but he doesn't have a wild brother and can't sleep well."

    He wasn't sure if Song Yan was afraid of the dark or not.

    But he knew that Song Yan must be afraid of sleeping alone.

    So I said that we should all sleep together in the future, that is, we need to sleep together.

    After all, he wanted Song Yan to sleep peacefully and steadily every night from now on, no longer afraid of insomnia, and no longer afraid of who would leave him in the dark.

    The author has something to say:  Song Yan on the surface: I want 21 days of cold treatment

    The actual Song Daxi: I want to support the elderly and take care of my sister together with Xia Zhiye, which flower dress is better for the little mahjong?