your little tail (GL)

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Ji Ling looked sideways at the empty dining chair.

"Mo Jingyu, don't be picky eaters, I can eat green bamboo shoots."

She put the chopsticks into her mouth and picked up another fungus.

"The fungus is also very delicious, springy and crisp."

"But I don't know why you like to eat such a strange dish as broccoli. It's a green lump that crunches when you eat it. If it's not for the nutritional balance, I wouldn't eat it."

"Don't eat sandwiches anymore, eat sandwiches every day, what if it grows into a triangle?"

"..."

Ji Ling poked the sweet and sour ribs with chopsticks, picked them up, and dropped them again.

Hitting the porcelain plate makes a crisp sound.

Simply put down the chopsticks.

"I'm full, how about you?"

Ji Ling sighed into the air, "You are so heavy, you should eat less."

*

The crystal lamp in the study is bright.

Fragmentary spots of light are reflected on the wall, dotted with stars.

Holding the pen, Ji Ling explained while drawing: "When typing this kind of line draft, you need to use straight lines to support the strength. Before drawing, you must think about the momentum of the whole picture. What is momentum? It's you Where is your hand going, where is your gaze falling..."

The camera next to her can only pick up her hand, and the voice has also been processed by a voice changer, making it sound like a duck.

But after a while, Ji Ling found out that there was a troublemaker.

Every time a key step is mentioned, someone swipes a gift.Brushing gifts doesn't affect anything, but it's a big iron pot.This iron pot is big and round, and it will block the entire canvas.

So much so that she talked for a long time and it was useless, but if she tried it again, the big iron pot would still fly out.

After a few times, Ji Ling got annoyed.

"My friend named 'Make money to raise a tiger', if you have money, raise your tiger, don't make trouble."

Other netizens also began to crusade.

Making money to raise tigers: My tiger ran away.

"Then you go and get it back."

Making money to raise tigers: Well, I'm catching them.

[The user "make money to raise a tiger" gave away a big iron pot. ]

……

*

Mo Jingyu stared at the familiar hand on the screen, his eyes were dark and inexplicable.

"Come when you want, leave when you want."

"When I'm here... what place is it?"

The author has something to say: Ji Ling: I have encountered a pervert!

Mo Jingyu: Do you like braised in soy sauce or fried in oil?

Ji Ling:? ? ?

Mo Jingyu: I will cook tiger meat for you.

Chapter 41 Special Attraction

Ji Ling turned off the computer, lay down on the table, and poked the mouse.

"Mo Jingyu, someone bullied me."

After a few seconds.

"As nasty as you are."

*

Stair corner.

Ji Ling was about to go downstairs when she heard her mother's voice in the living room.

pause.

Su Ruan: "Husband, hasn't that person been caught yet?"

There was silence for a moment.

Ji Jinren: "Madam, don't worry, he won't let him escape."

"It's been 12 years, and I still often dream that my baby's feet are wrapped with fishing line, and even..." Su Ruan's voice choked, "I even dreamed that the transparent thin thread penetrated into the skin, wrapping the baby's feet. The wrist was broken and there was blood everywhere."

Ji Jinren hugged his wife's shoulders, patted them lightly, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, trust me."

"If I had protected her better when I was a child, that kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"Ma'am, it's not your fault, I didn't expect such a young companion to harm..."

Ji Ling didn't listen to the next words, turned and went back to the room.

Late at night.

Ji Ling lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

An hour later, she was still in that position, and she blinked her eyes a few times.

Ji Ling grabbed the phone on the bed, clicked on the photo album, and opened the only video in it.

A picture of Mo Jingyu sitting on the sofa dozing off jumped out on the screen.

Ji Ling took a closer look and smelled it, his face was full of disappointment.

How could a mobile phone have a smell?

The people on the chuáng got up, went to a small compartment, took a few bottles of grapefruit-flavored perfume from the shelf, and sprayed them in the air.

"Ah Choo! Chirp!"

"..."

Ji Ling sneezed several times.

Sighed.

Put down the perfume and come out.

He walked slowly to the cloakroom again, and sat in front of a locked drawer.

Whispering softly, as if chatting with a friend.

"It's all your fault. My insomnia is getting worse."

"Tell me, why are you so fragrant?"

"There is only one straw, grab it with all your strength, and it will be even more pitiful if it breaks."

The clock is ticking.

Ji Ling rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, stood up, and moved his numb legs and feet.

"Mo Jingyu, good night." She said.

The door is closed.

The lights go out.

Back to my own night.

……

The east is white.

Ji Ling leaned on the dark green suede lounge chair.

Eyelashes swept up and down.

"Mo Jingyu, I have a headache." He murmured in a low voice.

Ji Ling closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling slightly. "Can you rub it for me?"

-

Ji Ling dressed and went downstairs, everything was as usual.

It's just that as soon as my toes landed on the last step, and just as I was about to say hello to my parents, a gān gān sound came out of my throat.

Ji Ling rushed into the bathroom, his stomach was overwhelmed.

At the door, the Ji couple came in response.

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