The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 704 You Become So Fast!

Sakurai Tsuki's eyes were bent, she lowered her head and ate a mouthful of noodles, and said vaguely, "It's like a plum or a palace or something."

Ziliang: "..."

Ziliang: "No."

Sakurai Yue smiled heartily, and bumped his shoulder, "Short oil, everyone understands! Who hasn't seen this, how about I send it to you?"

The bowl in his hand was taken away, and Ziliang walked out of the kitchen with a cold face.

"Hey, you've changed so fast?!" Sakurai Tsuki looked at the empty hand and walked over with aggrieved.

He hasn't finished eating yet!

"Ziliang, you really haven't seen it? You should be 20 years old, right? Haven't you ever had a girlfriend?" Sakurai Yue and his brother seem to put their arms around his shoulders.

Ziliang turned his head and calmed down: "Are you an expert?"

"Of course! Brother, let me stop talking..." Sakurai Yue smiled lazily at the corner of his mouth, and paused, unable to continue.

Ziliang looked cold, brushed his arm away, and dumped the noodles in the bowl into the trash can.

"Hey, hey, hey... Ziliang, you are so cruel." Sakurai Yue was heartbroken, knowing that he should finish eating quickly.

His noodles, his pretty little tomatoes!Lovely yellow eggs!
...It hurts my heart not to be able to stay warm in his stomach.

Ziliang washed the dishes expressionlessly, dried them, put them in the cabinet, rinsed his hands under the tap, wiped them with a paper towel, and walked out of the kitchen without looking back.

"Well, I was joking just now." Sakurai Yue followed out helplessly, putting a hand on his shoulder.

If he had known that this guy was the sexually indifferent Liu Xiahui, he would definitely not have driven with him.

Tightening her wrist, a strong force hit her. Sakurai Yue felt that her wrist was about to explode in pain, and gasped, "It hurts, hurts... Take it easy!"

He is not a martial arts practitioner, and the weak ones can be crushed to death with one finger.

Ziliang shook off his hand, and stared at him with narrow Danfeng eyes, "Don't make jokes."

"Boring, it's so boring." Sakurai Yue kneaded his wrist, leaned lazily against the wall, with a naughty smile on the corner of his mouth, "playing cards for a while?"

Ziliang's eyes darkened, "No."

Sakurai Yue raised her eyebrows and looked at him with her chest crossed, "It's always good to post notes. If we play motionless, we are bastards. Those who lose will be punished. How about it?"

Ziliang: "Childish."

Turn around, sit down on the sofa, turn on the computer and log in to foreign websites.

The glass-like pupils reflected the white light of the screen, and the sharp-edged face was like a carefully carved work of God. The bridge of the nose was straight, the tip of the nose was soft, and the lips were clear and pursed into a line.

Wearing a large nightgown on a hot day, I don't feel hot at all, and the neckline seems to be blowing cold air.

Sakurai Tsuki pursed her lips, straightened up, went to the opposite sofa and lay down, lying down like a dead body.

The indoor temperature is suitable, and the sound of typing on the keyboard is very small, almost silent.

Sakurai Yue turned his head, this guy is so mysterious, he doesn't know what kind of job he does.

She actually lives next door to Ling Jiang, so it can't be such a coincidence, can it?
Thinking wildly, he fell asleep in a daze.Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely felt that someone had covered him with a thin quilt, he opened his eyes, and happened to be looking at Ziliang.

The man in front of him was standing in front of the sofa, slightly bent over, holding a teacup in one hand and grabbing a corner of the quilt with the other.

Seeing him waking up, he was taken aback by surprise, then returned to sit on the opposite sofa as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)