Can I Connect To Your Wifi?

Chapter 22

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After recovering from his illness, Ti Xiao went home.

"Xiao Xiao, have you gained a little weight?" Question Xiao's mother asked, pinching his face and turning around, "There's a lot of flesh on your face."

"No." Ti Xiao spat out the orange core, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, feeling that the flesh on his face seemed to have a little more flesh.

In the past few days, Xiao Yaolei has been able to accompany him to see a doctor, and he can also eat a loving breakfast.

And Xiaoyao's cooking is really delicious.

Question Xiao felt that in his small book, those who wanted to see how Xiaoyao was doing every day could add a "want to eat Xiaoyao's food every day".

Even if you gain weight, you will all blame your future daughter-in-law.

Near the end of the term, Ti Nanyi was making up lessons at school. Without this chattering monster at home, he seemed a lot quieter.

"Auntie Li's son of yours, I heard that I have found a suitable partner for a blind date." After dinner, Qiao's mother began to ask questions every day.

Ti Xiao shook his hand and smashed the orange, his brother snickered beside him.

"Look at you again. You are still single now. When I was your age, your brother was two years old." Ti Xiao's mother said again.

Can't laugh at this question.

"I have someone I like." Question Xiao thought for a while, "After the New Year, I will definitely be able to get off the list after the New Year."

After the previous incidents, I couldn't be 100% sure, but I vaguely felt that Xiaoyao actually had such a lost meaning for himself. After all, no one would be idle and have nothing to do, and would accompany a non-relative and non-accompanying person after a busy schedule. The person sees a doctor and cooks breakfast for him.

No matter how you think about it, it's gay in gay.

But because of this uncertainty, Ti Xiao could only be happy in his heart and continue to be his little goldfish.

After leaving his parents' house, Ti Xiao went straight to the nearby bookstore. Originally, he was here to buy books on business today.

After scavenging a few books and comics on human body structure, Qi Xiao went home, and someone knocked on the door as soon as he put the book on the ground.

The knock on the door was very soft, and I only knocked twice politely, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"Who is it?" Question Xiao waited for a while before asking out loud, and at the same time slowly changed his slippers, not in a hurry to open the door.

"I, Xiaoyao."

After hearing this reply, Qiao Xiao jumped up with a swoosh, and immediately rolled to open the door, feeling a little annoyed at his laziness just now.

Attitude is also a 180-degree change.

"Come in, come in, come in, I didn't know you were knocking on the door." Ti Xiao hurriedly glanced at his image in the mirror next to him.

The hair is not greasy, the clothes are not messy, the complexion is very good, very nice.

Then I kicked the book I just bought in the bookstore a little further away. After all, the book I bought was a bit... emmm...

"What's the matter?" Question Xiao said and was about to get Xiaoyao slippers.

Xiaoyao's eyes stopped for a few seconds on the books that were kicked open, and then moved to Qi Xiao, his eyes seemed to be staring at him: "I won't go in, I'll borrow a pot, yours Do you have a pressure cooker?"

In fact, the last time he came to Xiao's house, he saw a pressure cooker on the shelf in the kitchen.

These are all bought by Ti Xiao's mother for her son, but they are only placed there. Ti Xiao can't cook and never used it once.

"Pot?" Question Xiao may not even know that he has a pressure cooker at home.

"Pressure cooker, I want to make soup." Xiao Yao smiled, "I can share with you later."

After the love breakfast, there is an evening snack.

"Yes, yes!" Ti Xiao jumped up with joy, "Wait a minute and I'll find it for you."

After watching Qi Xiao enter the kitchen, Xiao Yao looked at Qi Xiao's family again.

The smell of painting is everywhere, but the book "100 Styles of Male and Male CP" that I saw that day was not for oil painting.

Li Yi worked as an editor on a comic website, and Xiao Yao also consulted.

"The authors under my hand have one copy of this book. Your neighbor must be someone who draws books, or else he draws comics. You haven't run away. Why are you also interested in our business? Do you want me to give it to you? Some resources, hehe." This is Li Yi's original words.

There is also the book that was just kicked away by Xiao Xiao. If you read it correctly, the cover is also two human bodies with an ambiguous posture.

When Xiao Yao squinted his eyes and looked over there, Qi Xiao came out with a pot, "Do you see this?"

Xiaoyao took the pot and asked before leaving, "Do you like to eat corn?"

"I like it." Ti Xiao said, I like whatever you cook.

"Okay." Xiaoyao nodded, "Wait a while, I'll cook it for you."

After Xiao Yao left, Qi Xiao started the live broadcast to prepare for painting. The other day he was sick and the broadcast was not started. It just happened that the serial platform also caught up with the Christmas and New Year's Day activities recently, and the authors had to submit a festive coloring picture.

Before the official start of construction, Ti Xiao still swiped Weibo for a while.

Xiaoyao, who was cooking soup in the kitchen, was also on Weibo, and dragged his finger down to refresh. With a sound like a bubble, Xiaoyao refreshed a Weibo.

Wisdom and braveness are all big Ah Shou: Hey little goblins, look how much work I have put into your high-speed train [Picture]

Books are at the front of the photo, a computer with a lit screen at the back, and what looks like a bedroom in the background.

Stickers were added to the cover of the book, so Xiaoyao recognized at a glance that the top book was the one he had just seen at Xiao Jiao's house, and the cover was a book of two entangled human bodies.

The aroma of the broth slowly came out, and the steam valve at the top of the pressure cooker neighed tirelessly.

Xiaoyao frowned as he looked at the photos on the screen, and realized that things were not simple.

It always felt as if I had discovered something extraordinary.

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[I haven't seen you for a long time, it's on the air! I thought you wouldn't broadcast live QAQ in the future]

[Axi didn't start the broadcast a few days ago because he was sick]

[Ah, have you been feeling better recently?]

[Are you still going to draw the back view of buying oranges today hhhh]

It has not been broadcast for a long time, and the popularity of Qi Xiao's live broadcast room has not declined. Fans have all asked him about his physical condition, and they also have a thorough understanding of what he is going to draw.

"It's sick, it's just a fever, but it's healed, thank you." Ti Xiao said while adjusting his voice, "As smart as you, but I won't draw the back today hahaha, the platform has to submit a manuscript, what do you think? Christmas or New Year's Day?"

After he finished talking about being sick, a group of barrages flashed on the screen to remind him to pay attention to his body, and fans smashed a few small gifts for him. The kindness melted in his heart, which made his heart warm.

I don't know what's wrong with the microphone today. The voice is not normal. Qi Xiao didn't turn on the voice changer, but the voice sounded much sharper than usual.

"Mic isn't very good today, so I won't talk about it for a while. You can just watch my drawing." Just as Xiao Xiao created a new document, there was a knock on the door.

Thinking that it might be Xiaoyao who brought the soup, Qiao Xiao hurriedly said to the microphone, "Hey hey, wait a minute, I'll go get some food."

There was a hint of joy in his voice.

"If it's not enough, I still have it at home." Xiaoyao directly gave him a heat preservation bucket, "If you can't finish drinking it, you can put it in the refrigerator, and I'll bring the pot to you later."

"Hey, no, no." Ti Xiao took the love supper happily, "Let's put the pot where you are, I don't need it at ordinary times, just remember to stew the soup and give me a bowl."

Question Xiao also does not want to always meet Xiaoyao by chance, even if he puts a pot in his house, he has to forcibly create a relationship.

After all, there is a saying that the neighbors are borrowing things from each other, and they have feelings by borrowing things.

Just now, Xiao Xiao was in a hurry when he came out of the bedroom, and the pressure-sensitive pen in his hand had not yet been put down, which attracted Xiao Yao's attention. No matter how you look at it, this is not for oil painting.

Xiaoyao asked, "You said that you were painting oil paintings that day? Do you want tickets for the oil painting exhibition here?"

It's not for the sake of cliché, Xiaoyao really has such a few tickets, it's the tickets that his grandfather gave him.

The old man has such a hobby all his life, painting oil paintings and watching oil painting exhibitions.

So at that time, it was not unreasonable for Xiaoyao to be stunned when he heard Qi Xiao said that he was painting oil paintings.

But these words are still a bit of a cliché in this situation.

"Yes, yes, but when?" Ti Xiao put the pressure-sensitive pen in his pocket without a trace.

Xiaoyao still discovered this little gesture, he smiled and said, "There is still a month left for the exhibition, don't worry, you can hurry, I won't disturb you."

[Ah, why did you run in such a hurry just now?]

[I'm in a hurry to see the takeaway brother take his own meal 23333]

[Every time I call only the delivery guy... ]

"Hey, it's my late-night snack, but it's not a takeaway brother." Ti Xiao put his nose to the bowl and greedily took a sip of the fragrance.

The ribs were stewed softly, but the lotus root still had a crunchy texture, and the golden-yellow corn segments floated on the soup surface, which made people appetite just by looking at it.

[I remember that Ah Chi lived alone, who is that? Curious?]

[Mmmm boyfriend?]

The three words "boyfriend" fell into Xiao Xiao's eyes, and they really won his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Next door Xiaoyao swiped the information of the live broadcast on the author Da Axi's Weibo, put on headphones, and heard a sentence as soon as he entered the live broadcast room -

"It's the soup that the person I like stewed for me, wait and I'll show you."