After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

17 years old is a 'studious' and 'gossipous' age.

As for the 'feeling of liking', Li Cuimei pestered him and asked him n times.

It was almost six o'clock, Yang Shen was cooking in the kitchen, and Li Cuimei was 'not helping'.

"Brother, you said that I am different from Jane." She was picking vegetables, with a messy ball head on her head, and the leaves of the vegetables were shredded by her. "What's the difference?"

Yang Shen put the cut winter melon slices into the stone pot and turned on the fire: "Okay, stop asking, aren't you thirsty?" How was he going to explain her strange questions? There is really a 'pure friendship', and then asked why the boy in her class said he wanted to be friends with her, but confessed to her.

The point he caught was: "Is the person who confessed to you still pestering you?"

She shook her head, then nodded again: "I think he's playing hard to get me." She added, "My master used to say that men are big pigs."

One sentence after another, the tuberculosis chattered endlessly: "But she still married a big pig's trotter."

Yang Shen: "..." Maybe it's because of going to school, her mind has become more active, jumping around, the span is too big, he can't keep up.

The meal I made tonight was stewed pig trotters with winter melon.

Halfway through the meal, Lin Misen got up suddenly, covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Chen Congye was stunned for a moment, and immediately put down his chopsticks and followed.

The bathroom on the first floor was huge, and the sound of her vomiting in the sink echoed.

Chen Congye flustered his hands and feet, and went to get a towel: "Mi'er, what's wrong, did you eat something wrong?" He gave her back, and after she finished vomiting, he wiped her mouth with the towel.

Lin Misen turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth before standing up straight, but he couldn't stand still, so he leaned into his arms.

"Go to the hospital," he said, picking her up.

It's still raining outside.

Lin Misen hugged his neck and said weakly, "No, Cong Ye, I'm fine."

He looked down at her with a confused expression: "Could she be pregnant?"

Lin Misen: "..."

The family doctor didn't arrive until after nine o'clock, and it was verified that she was not pregnant, but just a little flatulence, just take some medicine.

After sending the doctor away, Chen Congye received a call from an unknown number. The other party did not speak after the call was answered.

He asked, "Which one?"

"I," said a weak female voice, "I am Yaoyao."

How could she have his phone number?

Chen Congye didn't ask this question: "Is something wrong?" He went to the kitchen to cook some easy-to-eat noodles for Lin Misen.

"I want to ask, do you know where Si Rong is?"

The refrigerator door opened, he paused, and replied: "I don't know."

There was silence.

Chen Congye took out a bag of mushrooms, closed the refrigerator door, stood where he was, and spoke in a flat tone: "Do you need me to help you?"

Yaoyao finally said: "How can I help?"

He said succinctly: "Leave him."

After finishing speaking, he realized that he was 'nosy', and he should not meddle in other people's affairs.

The other end of the phone fell silent again, and after two seconds, there was an exclamation: "Si Rong—"

"Beep beep..."

Chen Congye: "..." Sure enough, he shouldn't meddle in other people's business.

At the same time that the phone was hung up, Shen Sirong was 'hurried' in the entrance. He was drunk, and he could smell the smell of alcohol even if he didn't get close.

A person who is not drunk after a thousand cups is actually drunk.

However, I still know how to go home.

Yaoyao was not strong enough to drag him: "Si Rong, you can't sleep here, you will catch a cold." He opened his eyes, his face was red, his eyes were red, he was very drunk.

No defense, no 'evil' look at all.

He stared at the girl in front of him, his eyes were blurred and intoxicated, the light on the ceiling was on, but he couldn't get into it.He suddenly raised his hand, clasped the back of her head, and pressed her down to kiss.

The strong smell of alcohol intertwined between his lips and teeth, and the more he kissed, the more violent he was, and he gnawed directly.

Yaoyao couldn't break free, and he didn't let go until he tasted blood in his mouth.

"Si Rong," she didn't know what's wrong with him, seeing him like this, her eyes turned red, "Can you get up first?"

He didn't say a word, his eyes stared straight at her face, which was a little sad and affectionate, like looking through autumn water.

He couldn't pretend anymore, he was going crazy.

"Si Rong, what's wrong with you?" Yao Yao took his hand, but he pulled it away.

She froze.

There was a thunderstorm outside. After a loud noise, the lights went out, leaving darkness in front of me.

She heard his voice, and came face to face: "You go, I'm tired of playing."

Another thunderclap—

light is on.

He sat in front of her without looking at her, lowering his head and lighting a cigarette.

After making the point, he raised his eyes, and a spot of light came into his eyes, as well as her tears.

The cigarette was in his mouth, and the smoke was lingering, blurring the faces of both parties.

Yaoyao couldn't believe what she heard: "What did you say?" She was restraining, but the voice still betrayed her, "Say it again."

The floor was cold, but not as cold as his eyes. She had never seen his expression like this.

It hurts more than stabbing her heart with a knife.

"Si Rong," she couldn't stop crying, "you're drunk, you're talking nonsense."

Shen Sirong took the cigarette out of his mouth, pinched it with two fingers, and crushed the cigarette end in his other palm, then looked at her, with the corners of his mouth raised: "Well, I'm drunk, I'm talking nonsense."

He spread his hands: "Come here, let me hug you."

She almost jumped at it.

The rain hasn't stopped tonight.

"Si Rong, can I give you a baby?"

This night, she became particularly proactive in bed: "Do you like boys or girls? Huh?"

He didn't answer.

On March 3th, Li Meng accepted a movie for Lin Mizi, playing the second female role. She was portrayed as a likable silly white sweet, who sacrificed her love for friendship.

Lin Mizi didn't like this role very much, it was very different from her own personality.

But Li Meng said: "It's good for you. The most important thing for you now is to leave the impression of a 'good person' on the audience first." Although the play is fake, the artist relies on this to influence the audience.

Lin Mizi asked: "What did Shen Sirong say?"

"He said yes."

Li Meng had already briefly talked to Shen Sirong, and he agreed without asking.

I have already received the script. There are not many lines and it is not difficult.There are still more than two months until "Blowing Flowers" starts airing. This period is a good time for her to "turn over".

Lin Mizi thought about it carefully and decided to accept it.

What she didn't expect was that the investor was also a part of the Su Group. It seemed that Su Zhiping was determined to get involved in this circle.

The heroine is a strange face named Chen Yuan.When the filming started on the first day, Su Zhiping came to visit the set and bought coffee and snacks for the woman.

Lin Mizi watched from the side, thoughtful.

Li Meng seemed to see her doubts, so he said: "That woman is a newcomer, also a rich second generation, and seems to be a family friend with the Su family."

Family friends?

Lin Mizi finished drinking the hot cocoa in the cup, got up and walked over, and greeted Su Zhiping generously: "Mr. Su, hello."

Su Zhiping nodded and said with a calm attitude: "Well, Miss Lin is fine."

This call of 'Ms. Lin' was so unfamiliar.Lin Mizi smiled softly: "It's good, you guys chat, don't bother me."

After speaking, she turned around and turned back.

Li Meng couldn't see what she was doing.