Host, You're Targeted

Finally, Chi nianxun and Duschen made an appointment for this barbecue.

But it's three o'clock in the afternoon.

"You must drink when eating barbecue," Chi Niang tried to fold up the edge of the quilt and rolled a few times to wrap himself into a cicada pupa. "And eating barbecue will definitely make the whole body smell of barbecue. Isn't it fragrant to eat at night, to bathe and to sleep?"

Duschen considered it for a moment, and felt that Chi nianxun's words were reasonable, so he readily agreed.

"Well, that's it. Goodbye." When Chi nianxun hung up, he didn't have any feelings, just like a cold artificial intelligence.

Duschen listened to the beep, quit the interface of the communication app, happily held the mobile phone in place and jumped up.

"What are you doing? Is there anything wrong? It's not cold to wear autumn clothes and trousers

Duschen's mother just came home with a lot of vegetables. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a gray autumn clothes and trousers. Duschen was holding his mobile phone and dancing in the living room.

"It's not cold. Hey, hehe, hehe!" Duschen laughs and slips back to the room barefoot.

His mother is still outside shouting: "don't sleep! Get dressed, brush your teeth, wash your face and come out for breakfast! How old are you? You still need your mother to take care of your daily life. You... "

This kind of nagging voice since Duschen's parents came to his home, every day will be staged in Duschen's house.

Duschen's father was sitting on the balcony window reading the newspaper in the cold wind. Duschen's mother pushed open the bay window and pulled in.

"Is there something wrong with your brain? In such a cold day, with the window open and reading the newspaper, the heating in the room has run out! "

Duschen hummed a tune and changed clothes in the room.

At the same time, Chi nianxun has thrown away his mobile phone and entered the dream of returning to the cage.

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the wedding is divided into three parts: walking the red carpet in the church in the morning to exchange vows and rings, the wedding banquet at noon, and a wedding party in the afternoon.

The bride and groom, who had exchanged the rings, walked down the red carpet amid the cheers of the crowd and the flying petals, held the flowers high and fell into the stretched arms of the people.

The ring of the mobile phone called Chi nianxun out of his dream. He felt his cell phone vaguely and lay on his side to answer the phone.

"Awake?"

There is so much noise over Ye Zang that Chi nianxun can hardly hear ye Zang clearly.

"Well, I'm up," Chi nianxun stretched out in the quilt, and the ending was soft and soft by the lovely voice. "I'm going to get up."

Ye Zang seemed to laugh. Chi nianxun didn't really listen to him. The noisy background sound covered up Ye Zang's voice.

Ye Cang, which has always been regarded as not contaminated with secular pyrotechnics, is now integrated into the lively environment.

He looked at the bouquet in his arms. His eyes were full of tenderness and caressed on the bouquet like a hand that gently brushed the water without causing ripples.

"Get up and have lunch," he told Chi nianxun. "There is a party here in the evening. I can't go back so early. You stay at home alone. I'll bring you a gift."

In the pool, I heard the voice of the mobile phone and began to search for the service.

"Well, good ~ Oh, by the way, I remember Duschen asked me out for a barbecue this morning. I had an appointment with him at 3-00 p.m., and I could go with him?"

Ye Cang can imagine Chi nianxun's voice as he said this: sitting at the head of the bed with his head down, his eyes half open and half closed, and a small tuft of hair on his head.

Who can refuse such a cute little girl?