"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" The left looked worriedly at the ugly left edge.
Left edge wiped his face, and when he put his hand down, he tucked the big gold chain into his shirt, and the cold gold chain made him shiver.
"Brother is fine, but I'm suddenly thirsty." Zuo Yuan always smiled when he faced the left.
The left nodded, she took out a box of apple cider vinegar from her bag and handed it to the left edge, "Brother, drink it."
"Thank you, Xiaobian." Zuo Yuan happily took it, and without looking at what drink the left gave him, he poked the hole and started drinking.
As a result, this mouthful almost didn't make the left edge sour, and the whole handsome face turned green.
"Is it bad? I've recently fallen in love with apple cider vinegar. I think the flavor of apple cider vinegar is unique."
Zuo Margin swallowed the sour apple cider vinegar with difficulty, smiled and said, "It's delicious."
"Qin Ai, do you want a box?" He flipped through his small bag on the left.
Qin Ai declined politely: "I prefer sweet drinks."
"What I prepared today is sour, so I'll drink it myself." The left side said and took out another box of apple cider vinegar.
Qin Ai's eyes glanced at the left edge, and she said with a smile, "Will Mr. Zuo follow us all the time? I think Mr. Zuo should still have a lot of things to do."
Zuo Yuan has just been hit hard, and he didn't want to be hurt any more, so he said, "I really have something to think about, I'll go first."
"Goodbye brother." The left side also waved to the left edge.
Zuo Yuan was so happy that she took her assistant away with tears in her heart. In fact, she decided to leave because she wanted to make her sister happier. My sister finally got to be alone with Qin Ai, and it was time for him to leave the stage after he appeared in a bubble.
Although he doesn't like Qin Ai, Qin Ai is at least much better than those stinky men.
Zuo Yuan, who was thinking this way, completely forgot that he was also a stinky man.
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After Zuo Yuan left, she drank apple cider vinegar and picked up dolls on her left. Once she bought one, she couldn't control herself and picked a lot of them.
Her bodyguards became coolies again, each holding three or four plush dolls in their arms.
The bodyguards did not dare to persuade them, one of 555 and Qin Ai persuaded people to buy in their ears, and the other persuaded people to buy in their minds.
[This good-looking! buy it! That's not bad either! buy buy buy!]
"This one is cute and looks a bit like you."
On the left, he took the long-eared rabbit that Qin Ai said about from the shelf, put it on his face, and asked suspiciously, "Does it look like it?"
Qin Ai pursed her lips and smiled and said, "It looks like a good boy."
The left side blinked, and the auricle was a little red.
"Then let's buy it back together." The left side stuffed the doll into the bodyguard's arms.
After buying 20 dolls, the two moved to other places. Although the left side is an ancient person, the momentum of buying things is not weaker than that of modern people.
The left side always likes everything and wants to buy everything. Every time she hesitated a little on the left, she would hear Qin Ai say, "Buy everything you want."
Later, the bodyguard on the left couldn't take any more things, so Qin Ai directly asked people to write down what the left side wanted to buy, and then they would pick them up and send them to Zuo's house together. It turned out that if you have money, you can do whatever you want.
After leaving the mall, the left side was quickly attracted by the machine selling cotton candy on the street.
"Qin Ai, let's go over and have a look, shall we?" He took Qin Ai's hand on the left and shook it.
This gentle shake seemed to shake Qin Ai's heart, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she said, "Okay."
Although the old man operating the cotton candy machine is old, his hands are very flexible, and the colorful cotton candy was rolled on a long bamboo stick by him.
The old man introduced while making marshmallows: "This is a new marshmallow machine. The marshmallows rolled out are very beautiful. Do you want to buy a bunch of them?"
The left side watched intently at the formation of a chubby colorful flower under the hands of the old man. Under the brainwashing of 555 and Qin Ai who bought it if he liked it, the left side answered without hesitation: "Okay, buy two cotton candies. ."
"Okay!" The old man answered happily.
After a while, the old man made two cotton candy flowers that were full of fairy tales at first glance. A ball of cotton candy was as big as a head on the left.
The left side took two balls of marshmallows, and Qin Ai paid the money on the side.
There is a marshmallow in one hand on the left, she is facing Qin Ai, raises the marshmallow in her left hand and asks, "Qin Ai, do you want the strawberry milk-flavored marshmallow on the left, and the orange-vanilla-flavored marshmallow on the right? ?"
Qin Ai pointed at the person on the left, and the left looked at Qin Ai suspiciously.
On the left, a smile slowly appeared on Qin Ai's face. Qin Ai's finger moved to the left and landed on the strawberry milk-flavored marshmallow, "I want the left."
"Mmm, here it is." The left handed Qin Ai the marshmallow on her left. She raised her left hand and took a bite of the yellow and purple marshmallow, and a bit of candy smeared on her soft white cheek.
The sweet taste of marshmallows can be known without smelling it. The old man is still rolling marshmallows, and there are new guests buying marshmallows from the old man. The air seemed to be filled with a sweet scent as well, and a little bit of it was drilled into it against the skin, straight to the bottom of my heart.
Qin Ai lowered her head and took a mouthful of marshmallows. The picture of a Gao Lengyu sister eating marshmallows should have violated the harmony, but because Qin Ai's expression was too gentle, it made people feel that there was nothing strange.
The one on the left was having a great time eating marshmallows. She only knew about it on the Internet, but she had never eaten it.
The first time she tried marshmallows, she seemed to be Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and she ate a marshmallow in three or two bites.
The left side stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, still a little unfulfilled. She looked eagerly at the marshmallow in Qin Ai's hand, but quickly forced herself to look away.
How could she be so shameless to grab food from Qin Ai? If I buy another one, will it make her eat a lot
The lovable and weak girl must be a cat stomach, and if you eat a little more, you will feel supportive.
The expression on the left was too obvious. Qin Ai wanted to pretend that she didn't see it. She put the marshmallow she had bitten in front of the left and said, "I have a toothache recently, so I can't eat too sweet."
"Thank you Qin Ai!" The left side happily took the marshmallow, and completely forgot the setting that the weak and beautiful girl was a cat's stomach.
Qin Ai couldn't help but smile when she saw the happy look on the left.
The volume of the marshmallow is too large, and it will always accidentally touch the left side of the face. After eating the left side, I feel that the corners of my mouth are sticky and covered with sugar.
Suddenly, a slender white hand clasped her chin, with an irresistible force.
Looking at Qin Ai's eyes on the left, she saw Qin Ai bow her head and her soft red lips fell on the corners of her lips.
The wet tongue licked the place where the sugar was smeared, and the left side opened her eyes as if it was frozen, her heart was beating violently in her chest, and she wanted to jump out of her chest.
After a while, Qin Ai stepped back slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her moist lips parted lightly, "It's so sweet."
At this time, the play button was pressed on the left side. She subconsciously covered her chest and murmured, "Why not use your hands..."
Qin Ai smiled and said, "Candy is very sticky, so it's inconvenient to use your hands."
"Oh, so that's how it is." The left side felt unable to refute this reason.
"Well, that's it."
555, who was watching everything, knew that this was Qin Aixiang's family's excuse. Don't you have no paper or handkerchief if you don't use your hands? Don't think it doesn't know you have a handkerchief in your pocket.
After complaining, 555 started laughing again, hehe, this progress is very good.
Mr. Ba took her innocent little wife to eat and sent them home. The little wife was reluctant to leave when Mr. Ba was about to leave, saying that she must call at night.
Mr. Ba loves his little wife so much, how could he refuse, naturally he nodded and said yes.
555 was satisfied and wrote down these in his notebook, and now the task progress has reached 27.6%. When its host and heroine can do his meow's shot, it is estimated that it will directly increase by 50%.
The 555, full of color waste, didn't notice that the left side had been staring at the back of its head for a long time.
"555, what are you writing, why are you making such a wretched laugh?"
Sitting in front of the desk, 555 stiffly turned his big white and soft head and smiled dryly, "What are you talking about, host, how could someone be so cute laughing wretchedly? You are too much, host, be careful. get hurt~"
The left said guilty: "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that to you."
555 waved his round plush arms, "It's alright, host, keep reading."
"Okay, then you continue to write your diary." The left holds the book and continues to read. The more she learned, the more she felt that she knew too little, and wanted to know more about what she didn't know.
In the room full of warm atmosphere and candy scent, chubby, white and soft 555 pairs of jio sat on the high chair clumsily and worked hard to write its "Diary of a Pampered Little Sweet Wife", like a small ball. The little frog on the left swims in the pile of dolls bought on the left while counting, while on the left is sitting next to the small book wall, reading books and drinking drinks.
This book wall was temporarily moved in by people on the left, and all the books on the left are of interest.
Suddenly the little frog croaked, and the left subconsciously glanced in the direction of the little frog.
I saw that the little frog was trying hard to bump into a little frog-like alarm clock. The alarm clock looked very cute, and the most important thing was that it looked like a little frog.
"What's the matter with you, little frog?" The left side half bent down and picked up the little frog, and the little frog put on his left hand pitifully and whimpered.
"You don't love me anymore, you have other frogs behind my back."
Seeing the chubby frog's head on the left, he suddenly said, "Don't be sad, little frog, I bought it because it looks like you. You will always be my princess in the palace, and if you don't die, it will always be a concubine."
"Really?" The little frog had tears in his eyes.
"Really!" The left nodded decisively.
555, who clearly had to let him watch "The Legend of Zhenhuan" on the left, wrote in his diary: "Little Girl's Wife is fascinated by the No. 2 Little Milk Dog Boy (Little Frog), and when she is known by the boss, the little girl will definitely Will be thrown into bed and taught a hard night!
555 looked at his diary with satisfaction. It closed the diary and locked the lock. The 555 that keeps up with the trend still uses a combination lock, and the password is of course its name 555. Net, net, everyone remember to collect or keep in mind, . Error chapter. Ask for books to find books. Chat with book friends: