"You are wrong this time." Looking at Zhao Ziyang who was furious, Duanmucheng didn't even bother to give him a roll of eyes: "The doctor has a full score in the final exam for four consecutive years! Do you have any."
"Four years! Full score!"
"Sorry, it should be four and a half years to be precise." Looking at Brother Zhao, I smiled.
Some things are useless in the eyes of adults. Some things are worth a thousand dollars in the eyes of children.
The former is a promise, the latter is a score.
And so far, I have nothing but gold in my hands.
The game time always flies quickly. The old-fashioned wall clock rang ten o'clock, and I was tired from fighting with the sincere eyelids sitting on the bedside. The person sleeping next to me said that I didn’t understand. Dreaming of "Ying", Zhao Ziyang, who opened the big character, simply began to drool, and I was the only one who was sitting in front of the TV watching the game's violent machine screen in a daze.
I stood up, pushed open the door and walked down the stairs.
There were four tables of mahjong on the first floor. At first glance, they were all the masters all night. Aunt Xilai, who was sitting next to her husband watching the game, beckoned to me when she saw me go downstairs.
"Why, you came down alone."
"They are all asleep."
"want to sleep."
"Can't sleep, Aunt Xilai, I want to drink water."
"Come."
Aunt Xilai helped me pour a glass of water and then gave me a bag of biscuits. I went back to the third floor. As soon as I walked in, I saw that Zhao Ziyang’s two legs had been split across the wall. I think this guy's sleeping condition is really bad enough. However, the look is similar, the appearance has not changed, but the whole has turned one hundred and eighty degrees, but Cheng is still leaning against the bed and snoring as before.
The Konami World’s card was still "plugged in" on the fc, I didn't touch it, I just sat quietly by the wall, eating biscuits and recalling what happened today.
During the meal, someone said that the seven of me had performed the third conscience of heaven and earth. I have time to write that thing, but this is something that does exist. I have the latest Southern Weekly in my hand. Sincerely always After subscribing, he folded a corner at the beginning of the seventy-eight page six-person series.
The style is very similar. I started to wonder about this author. His courage is something I can't see through. I can't know the mental age of this guy in the text, and there always seems to be some sadness in his text.
The relationship between the characters has not changed much, this
In the first issue of 20,000 characters, the light misses are intertwined, and the obscure youthful stories of the teenagers give people a strong sense of substitution.
Putting down the book, I looked at the night sky outside the window, almost five years ago. I miss my friends, I miss those damaging friends, I miss my original self.
If there hadn't been that accident, maybe he would have been the father of a child long ago
Maybe maybe maybe this is just maybe, I have seen through me at that time. It's just a waste of wood. The young youth may suffer a whole life after following me. If she gets sick, I don't even have the capital to save her.
At that time, I might be a good son-in-law, but I certainly couldn't be a good husband. Thank God for giving me a chance.
"Little doctor, what are you thinking about."
"Thinking about the past."
Seeing Wang when I woke up, I smiled faintly. And she stared at me, the master with deep pupils seemed to be examining her own prey.
"The look in your eyes just now was "fascinated", and you looked very cute."
"Why does everyone say that I am cute, not other adjectives."
"Because you are only a child."
"I am not a child."
"But in my eyes you are, you are Doctor Lu Ren, a little devil who is almost eleven years old."
"You are comforting me."
"We are like people, you said."
"Thank you."
"Come on, give me some biscuits."
"Ok."
The two sat together sharing biscuits, looking at Southern Weekly, and discussing the third part of the Line of Seven. When Wang knew that this was not written by me, she smiled happily.
"You have been pirated."
"I think he wrote very well."
"As you said, Huang Qin is a poor boy whose parents have both died, but Shan Wan is the granddaughter of a lieutenant general. They have to go through a lot of difficulties and pressures to come together."
"Yes, maybe they shouldn't get together at all. Qi An's father made a fortune in the Soviet Union, Mo Wen inherited the inheritance of his grandfather abroad, and the other girl Qing Yu is Huang Qin's childhood sweetheart."
"But Shan Wan only likes Huang Qin, they should be together."
Looking at my face with affirmation, I just shook my head.
"Do you mind Huang Qin's setting, he is a fat man."
"Who said that a fat man can't live without love? My uncle is a fat man, but he still has a beautiful wife."
"Miss, the rich and the poor, these are creatures of two worlds."
"I do not believe."
"up to you."
I talked with Wang for a long time, and I don’t know when I fell into a dream. When I woke up naturally, I realized that I was actually sleeping in Wang’s big cock, a big duvet and a warm quilt, sleeping on the bed. From the inside, I even reached out and leaned forward to take a look at the alarm clock that was overturned on the bedside table.
Seven o'clock.
Yes, if there were no accidents, the four girls would have been born for several hours.
At the same time, I also noticed a mass of white things on the pillow outside, and I felt it broke when I held it in my hand.
"Uh, it turned out to be a mask!"
Throwing the mysterious item aside, the red-faced myself got out of the warm bed, put on my coat and swayed downstairs. Although it was a habit to stay up late in the past, my body is too small now. It will also suffer.
"Get up."
Aunt Xilai was in the kitchen. Seeing me down, a copy was immediately placed in front of me.
"Auntie, why did I sleep in sight last night?"
As I spoke, I turned my head and looked at the living room. There were two other tables in the fight.
"You two fell asleep close to each other while reading. There were too many guests last night and the bed space was not enough, so you just fell asleep."
Will be? I thought to myself that this would be really embarrassing, because it was the kind of heart-warming thing that appeared in front of me.
"Hope?"
"Go buy soy milk."
Saying Cao "Cao" Cao "Cao" arrived, he looked at the big coke bottle of soy milk and pushed open the door, followed by Zhao Ziyang, who had a "bad complexion" behind him.
"I said it takes half an hour for you to buy soy milk."
"It's not Zhao Ziyang, he doesn't drink the soy milk of Lvyuan!"
"Lvyuan doctor, isn't this your fourth uncle's shop?"
"That's right." I thought to myself that this soy milk can be branded, and Brother Zhao's consciousness is really advanced.
"Okay, okay, soy milk for me, I hope you will call your brother up."
"it is good."
Looking three steps and making two steps to go up, Brother Zhao didn't follow this time, he sat down opposite me.
"Morning, Zhao Ziyang."
"You slept there last night."
The green-faced young man widened his eyes. It seemed that he must have been asleep with Duanmu Cheng last night, and I smiled slightly when he was staring at him.
"Of course I'm looking for sex, otherwise I can sleep there."