There is only one month left before the new year, and all walks of life are busy at the end of the year. Even Qi Nanyi doesn't know what he is getting stimulated, so he doesn't come to harass Qi Xiao anymore, and he writes hard every day and bites the pen.
But she still came to Nao Nao every day and asked Ti Xiao to hold a parent-teacher conference for her.
Recently, Qiao Xiao has also been enjoying his meal, and he can eat serious meals three times a day.
He bought vegetables, Xiaoyao came back from get off work to get the vegetables to cook, and Ti Xiao helped wash the dishes after dinner, and the relationship between the two became less close.
And this also cured Qi Xiao's problem of going to bed late and getting up late to a certain extent. After all, if you don't go out early in the morning, you won't be able to buy fresh vegetables.
Occasionally, due to the live broadcast, Xiao Xiao fell asleep in the early morning and didn't get up in the morning to buy food.
Magical Conch: Ah, I just woke up, what should I do if I forgot to buy groceries...
Past: It's alright, I've already bought it. Come over after you wash up.
"How do you know that I didn't buy groceries today?" Ti Xiao said vaguely as he pulled the rice.
"I have a good heart, maybe it is." Xiao Yao smiled.
Question Xiao smiled embarrassedly, and was very satisfied with this answer.
Every time Xiaoyao is broadcast live, no matter how late, Xiaoyao must be a loyal viewer who accompanies him to the next broadcast, but Xiaoyao doesn't know that.
Besides, Xiao Yao already knew the little faults on Xiao Xiao's body, so he didn't go to bed until late, and only when he woke up in the morning would there be ghosts.
"Let's rest early in the future." Xiao Yao yawned and poured himself a bowl of soup.
In last night's live broadcast, Ti Xiao mentioned his local tyrant neighbor again, and fans also gave him popular science about how valuable the gift he received was, which made Ti Xiao Ping's heart a little bit when he received the gift for no reason.
As for the sentence [Aren't you going to ask? ] seems to be ignored.
Xiaoyao thought about this, the soup spoon and the bowl collided, making a "ding-" sound.
"Speaking of which..." Question Xiao thought for a while and said, "Is the capacitor microphone you gave me that day very expensive?"
"Fortunately, it's not very expensive." Xiao Yao's face was not red or heartbeat.
"That's it." Ti Xiao nodded, "What about your microphone? Why haven't you seen it?"
"In the bedroom." Xiao Yao said, "Do you want to take a look?"
"No, no, I'm just asking casually."
After all, the price of this microphone is there, and ordinary people will definitely check the order carefully before placing an order, for fear of something going wrong.
Even if you really bought one more, you can still return it, why would you give such an expensive thing to a neighbor
Although the question Xiaoyao guessed that Xiaoyao also had some meaning to himself, he was just guessing, and it was not the roundworm in Xiaoyao's belly.
Xiaoyao looked at him with a distressed look, his mouth was shriveled, and he couldn't help but want to tease him, "Who did you hear that this thing is expensive?"
"Ah? My fans." Question Xiao said without thinking, and bluntly revealed the truth.
"Fans?" Xiao Yao smiled and cast a suspicious look.
"Well, I usually paint oil paintings, and I will take pictures and post them on Weibo. There are almost tens of thousands of fans who come and go. Yes, that's it." Qiao Xiao's brain was running at a high speed, and he actively remedied.
The words were so pertinent that he almost believed them.
However, Xiaoyao was a person who saw through his true face, and only three words made him fall into trouble again.
"Are you fans of each other?"
"..."
Originally, I wanted to take Xiaoyao's words, but I went around and wrapped myself around...
"Let's eat, the dishes are going to be cold." Xiao Yao picked up the topic and temporarily let go of Qi Xiao.
He was afraid to tease him again, but he could really laugh.
Question Xiao's little heart is still screaming, trying to make up for it, "Well, I usually post some pictures on Weibo..."
It's good that he didn't say this much. As soon as he said it, it reminded Xiaoyao of a tragic night a few days ago.
That was the day when Qiao Xiao posted five cars in a row on Weibo. After seeing it before going to bed, Xiao Yao, a loyal fan, turned left and right on the bed and couldn't sleep well.
It's hard to fall asleep, and a certain little girl fell into someone's dream uninvited.
If you are in a dream, then you should be in a dream, but the little girl in the dream is also restless.
As a result, Xiaoyao was in a very poor state of going to work the next day. At the moment, Wu Qing was ruining her appearance, and she read several lines of the text early in the morning.
Thinking of his sleep devastated by Xiao Guou, Xiao Yao was a little angry, and wanted to set him up again.
"Is the microphone easy to use?" Xiao Yao asked suddenly.
Question Xiao again spoke without thinking, "Ah, it's easy to use, and the sound quality is pretty good."
Xiaoyao nodded and said, "What do you need a microphone for? Live broadcast?"
Question Xiao was walking on Xiaoyao's routine and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
Very funny.
Xiaoyao shrugged his shoulders up and down, and finally laughed, "It's alright, let's eat."
Question Xiao didn't dare to ask why people laughed suddenly, he just took a small bite to eat like a quail, and carefully covered his vest.
As everyone knows, someone has already ripped it off, leaving only a pair of underpants.
———
In the evening, Xiao Xiao thought about tossing and turning on the bed, thinking hard about whether he had lost his vest.
His main job is a cartoonist. If he has time, he will occasionally take up commercial or personal illustration. Many people think that this is a bit unprofessional, but Ti Xiao likes and loves this job.
In addition, he will drive on Weibo, send five large-scale vehicles in a row, and overturn several times.
I was afraid that Xiaoyao would dislike him.
Originally, this kind of two-dimensional vest had to be covered tightly, for fear that people in daily life would know, and it would be shameful to lose the horse.
When Tu Nanyi saw through his vest, he chased her three streets with a comic book, and wanted to take a picture of her forehead and destroy her body.
After thinking about it, he couldn't sleep, so he got up and posted a Weibo, and decided to ask his intimate fans.
Wisdom and braveness: What do you think, if the people you like know that you draw bl comics and drive a car
Question Xiao's fans all follow him, one sleeps later than the other, and there are many comments on Weibo just after it was posted.
"Who is it? The neighbor who gave you the microphone?"
"I invite you to dinner and then give up?"
"Buy orange biscuits with long legs?"
"I bought you snacks and cooked soup for you?"
"The one who hugs you and kisses you to take advantage of you?"
"Your long-term meal ticket?"
Fans, your words and my words, quickly swiped nearly a hundred comments, all of which were asking who Xiao was, but none of them cared about the questions he raised.
Question Xiao, the fans who can show him the way have turned into blue cats and asked three thousand questions one at a time.
Although there are many questions, they are all alone.
From the first meeting, unconsciously, it seems that each other has penetrated into each other's life, and there is each other's shadow in every bit, which has become an indispensable part.
"Listening to what you said, I feel that the man that Ah Chi likes is also a rare good man. Don't be afraid, Ah Chi, be bold, if he likes you, he will accept all of you, and this is yours. For work, we neither steal nor rob, we all rely on ourselves to eat, I support you [Minions are happy]."
A fan gave him such a long comment, mixed in dozens of gags and three thousand questions.
Question Xiao read this sentence over and over again, and slowly got some points in his heart.
Xiaoyao wants to look good and has a good figure. He is a hot commodity wherever he goes, not to mention the gold-plated layer of overseas returnees on his body.
There must be a lot of suitors for such a person at ordinary times. It can be seen from the dumplings organized by the community on New Year's Day. The aunts and uncles bring their children one by one, and they can't wait to snatch Xiaoyao's household registration book and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
And the blond and blue-eyed lady a few days ago, her eyes are so real, she just likes the word when she spreads it out.
It has to be a font with a little love.
Question Xiao thought here, that Xiaoyao used his Weibo as bedtime reading material, and just swiped this Weibo.
He swiped his finger down on the screen, and guessed one after another made the corners of his lips curved one after another, because it was funny, and it was funny that there were so many attributives in front of his name.
But he actually just wanted to have an attributive to modify, it was still unique, there was only one in the whole world—
"Little one."
The phone's battery was running out, Xiao Yao thought for a while, and wanted to tease him again, so he imitated the tone of his fans and gave Qi Xiao a comment.
After the transmission was successful, Xiao Yao straightened up and sat up, staring at the screen intently.
These words fell into the eyes of the next door, Xiao Xiao, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
After waiting for a while, when Xiao Yao was about to fall asleep, the phone buzzed and vibrated a few times.
Magical Conch: That Xiaoyao, are you asleep? I have something to say to you...