Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Chapter 287: Extra eleven

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On the island, there is an oasis, and a villa is located in it.

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, and the sea breeze with a strong sea salt atmosphere sent the golden light and the sound of the tide into the house from the window.

Four red wine glasses clink together.

The two people opposite Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying looked like a mirror, but at this time, they seemed to be the same.

The two Bai Anyi, wearing the same set of home clothes and the same style of gold-wire glasses, had the same clean and clear eyes, and they both had the ignorance and gentleness of a scholar.

Bai Anyi on the left took a few bites of the dish before realizing that something was wrong with the people around him, and pushed his elbow: "Don't imitate me."

The pushed Bai Anyi was stunned: "I didn't... You don't want to imitate me."

Bai Anyi on the left looked embarrassed and touched his knee: "Stop making trouble. Change back."

The pushed Bai Anyi opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

Chi Xiaochi squinted his eyes to see that they were happily playing the role-playing game, and asked Lou Ying, "Which side do you guess?"

Lou Ying felt that the lotus root in front of him was well done, and Xiaochi also took a few more chopsticks, which seemed to suit his taste. He was analyzing its ingredients and preparing to go back and make it for Xiaochi to eat. He didn't lift his head. :"left."

Chi Xiaochi raised his hand: "Yes, follow the vote."

Guessing his identity, "Bai Anyi" on the left gave a charming smile, and the innocent look in his eyes was replaced by a bit of evil that wasn't very sharp.

He said, "Those researchers under Xiao Baizi get along with him day and night, but they can't tell him apart anymore. How can you tell at a glance?"

Lou Ying glanced at Chi Xiaochi and knew that his answer would be the same as his own, so he didn't need to speak.

Sure enough, Chi Xiaochi took a pair of chopsticks and answered slowly, "Bai Anyi is right-handed. You are left-handed."

Staring at his left hand holding chopsticks, "Bai Anyi" raised his eyebrows.

Chi Xiaochi chatted with them: "How long can you stay outside now?"

Bai Anyi replied on his behalf: "One month. So sometimes he will go to some academic conferences for me."

"Bai Anyi" also replied on his behalf: "He doesn't like to meet people, so he likes to stay at home and do research. I'll help him more in this regard."

Therefore, in the eyes of the world, Dr. Bai, who talks and laughs, is eloquent, can meditate on his major, and has great academic attainments, can't help but be amazed.

Fortunately, the devil only loves the child, and the child trusts the devil.

They will never forget who brought them out of the dead and gave them a life that they can now live in peace and enjoyment. Therefore, when Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying visited, "Bai Anyi" was responsible for activating the atmosphere and was not good at words. Bai Anyi, who was in charge, used wine instead of his heart. Anyone who offered a toast would not refuse. He drank several glasses of wine obediently. After a while, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were blurred.

He has a quiet temperament and doesn't make trouble when he is drunk. He only circles the wine glass and looks at the reflection in the water, as if there is his lover in it.

At this time, the meal was almost over.

"Bai Anyi" noticed that Bai Anyi was in a different state, took his wine glass, whispered to him for a while, then raised his head and smiled to the two of them: "Sorry, I may have to take him to rest. There is another game tonight. Academic Symposium."

Lou Ying said politely, "Will it not delay your business?"

"Bai Anyi" Yan Xiaoyan said, "No. He'll be fine for a while."

When Bai Anyi woke up, it was already evening.

After learning that Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying had gone for an afternoon walk on the island and had already left, Bai Anyi couldn't help but feel annoyed and felt that she was slow to treat the guests. took a shower.

"Bai Anyi" turned on the radio and listened to light music.

This is also one of Bai Anyi's habits. The two grew up together and have the same hobbies.

Half an hour later, Bai Anyi wiped her hair and walked out of the misty bathroom.

"Bai Anyi", who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, put down the book in his hand, and looked at him carefully from above his glasses, the golden chain swaying gently by his ear.

Bai Anyi took the glasses and put them on, Fang turned around, and his ears were warmed by the face that was exactly the same as himself, but with the opposite temperament and eyes: "What?"

"Bai Anyi" smiled but not smiled: "Last night, it was agreed that there would be a meeting today."

It was probably the residual alcohol in his body that caused Bai Anyi's face to burn with a bang.

Fortunately, although Dr. Bai has a thin skin, he is a strict and observant person. He nodded obediently, and went up to hold "Bai Anyi"'s hand, trying to pull him up from the sofa.

"Bai Anyi" deliberately didn't move, which made Bai Anyi's neck turn red, so he stopped teasing him, took off the damp bath towel, picked it up horizontally, and walked to the "meeting room" they had prepared. .

In the "meeting room", there were only the two of them, but thousands of figures were reflected.

More than thirty mirrors placed in the corners of the room ensure that every detail at the moment can be clearly restored.

While shaking his fingertips, Bai Anyi's glasses fell off, "Bai Anyi" would patiently put them on for him to make sure that he could see every expression of himself in the mirror.

He whispered silently in Bai Anyi's ear, half persecuting and half coaxing him, using an oil-based pen to write down a series of formulas on the mirror.

The blue light unique to the release of supernatural powers appeared in the air, and "Bai Anyi" pulled a vector line with his hands, entangling Bai Anyi in circles, preventing him from releasing it.

When Bai Anyi was trembling, "Bai Anyi" stuck to his ear and called him by his first and last name: "Bai Anyi, who do you like the most?"

Bai Anyi's voice was hoarse, and the weak and forbearing panting sounded pitiful and lovely: "Bai Anyi."

"Say it again."

"Bai Anyi... I like it, Bai Anyi... "