At the same time, the woman sitting at the dining table next door holding a mobile phone, and the person who was quickly tapping the screen with her fingers, was taken aback when she saw the latest message, and then slowly loosened her frowning brows, and her lips moved uncontrollably. I picked it up, deleted the typed words little by little with my fingers, and replied to the latest message.

1209L: If you can be flopped by Sangsang once in your lifetime, you will die without regret.Well, I'm very good, I eat, I eat right away.

After replying to the message, the woman put the phone on her heart, looked directly at the opposite kitchen through the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Sang Yu, you are such an idiot."

Of course, although the two families are very close to each other, Sang Yu must not be able to hear anyone scolding her on the other side. At this moment, she is happily taking the takeaway from the takeaway brother, and can't wait to open it after closing the door...

Chapter 3

What the hell is this messy mess?

It’s also called Spicy Cumin Beef. Why is the one next door so fragrant that it makes people drool when they smell it, while the takeaway I ordered is so lumpy that it’s hard to swallow?

As soon as the takeaway box was opened, the anticipation and joy in Sang Yu's expression faded little by little, but Cai Xiang next door had long been hooked on her stomach, and she picked up the chopsticks even though she hated it.

However, after eating less than half of it, Sang Yu, who was looking forward to it, threw away his chopsticks, picked up his phone again, and continued to click on the takeaway app.After searching around, she was surprised to find that it seemed—all the stores with the things she liked had been given bad reviews by her!

This means: If the next door wakes her up again tomorrow, won't she even be able to order takeaway?

As for the meals she cooks by herself, hehe, she relies on her talent to eat, what cooking skills do she need!

Thinking about it this way, Sang Yu panicked a little.

So, on that day's Weibo, Sang Yu finally didn't post a selfie with her hot eyes, but posted a serious text Weibo for the first time without a picture.

Mengmeng Sang Mengmeng: How to go to the neighbors for a meal with restraint and elegance?

This Weibo is Sang Yu's unknown trumpet. Her large Weibo has been certified and has millions of fans. It is no longer suitable to update her daily life of letting herself go.What's more, after the incident, she would be scolded by some black fans for updating everything, so in the past two months, she didn't even bother to log in.

Although it is a small account, there are tens of thousands of fans on this Weibo, all of whom are attracted by her daily selfie, and the activity is surprisingly high. As soon as Sang Yu updated the news, fans froze .

——I was waiting for Mengmengsang's selfie today, and I just showed this to me. I'm not happy!

——Yesterday, Mengmengsang said that the words I complained about her selfie were not gorgeous enough. I made a draft today, and it turned out...

——I have already collected 359 side photos of Mengmengsang from different angles, and I am just waiting for today's summoning dragon!

……

Sang Yu, who sincerely came to ask for help, saw these comments that were still making fun of her selfies. She was so angry that her chest hurt, she clicked the screen, and followed a comment on her Weibo:

——Friends, sincerely asking for advice, waiting online, very urgent.

As soon as her comment came out, it was quickly sent to the top position by fans' likes and comments, and the following comments were still fancy jokes, without any practicality.

Sang Yu completely gave up after scrolling through the comments. Just when she was about to delete this Weibo, out of sight and out of mind, another comment popped up.

——Bring food to her.

Sang Yu stared at this comment for a long time, and then smiled knowingly.

Short-handed, find out!After accepting her food, out of courtesy, the other party will definitely treat her to a meal or something...

Tsk!These four words are simply short and sharp!

Sang Yu rolled on the sofa with her mobile phone in her hands, then picked up her mobile phone again, and replied under this comment:

——Get!Thanks to my friends for their emergency rescue.

After the reply was successful, Sang Yu was about to quit Weibo. When she scanned the fan's nickname from the corner of her eye, she paused and retracted her finger from the back button.

Sangsang is a goddess—why does this nickname sound familiar?

Sang Yu stared at the other person's head portrait of a black and white cat for a moment, then seemed to remember something, clicked on her previous Weibo, only to find that this person was also one of the fans who complained about her poor selfie skills.

However, unlike those fans who ridiculed or bluntly complained about her ugly selfies, this person's comments can be said to be comments, extremely serious and mean comments, but they are only limited to her photography skills, not at all. Rising to personal attacks.

Among the unscrupulous comments, this person's comments always showed a fresh and refined rigidity and aloofness, so his comments were often placed at the top.

Sang Yu wanted to block this person before, she opened a trumpet just to let herself go, it’s one thing for others to complain, but it’s a bit unhappy to be criticized so seriously, but I don’t know why In her heart, she has endured until now.

It's just that this person looks a little cute today!

Sang Yu clicked on this person's homepage and took a look. When she saw the pitiful double digits behind the opponent's fans, she couldn't bear it, and said to herself: "Look at you, you are so pitiful, my sister gave you a raise!" Let's be a fan!"

As she said that, she manually clicked on attention.

The poor girl next door with 200 million fans sneezed, and as soon as the mobile Weibo message sounded, she quickly quit the WeChat chat in the middle of the conversation, quickly clicked on her own Weibo, and saw the newly added The fingers of the fans who were holding the mobile phone were slightly curled up in excitement, and the pride and joy in their eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed at all.

It took almost 2 minutes before she clicked on WeChat again. Nearly a hundred messages in the group had been refreshed, and she didn't bother to scroll up to read it. Regardless of the topic mentioned above, she directly entered a sentence in the chat box talk.

Qingshi Gu Sang: Thanks to my senior sister for her suggestion, I will probably be able to collect the vegetables tomorrow.

The group was quiet for 1 minute, and then the small group of only five people boiled up again in an instant.

——Damn it, Gu Qingshi, your goddess is so clueless, you never thought about whether she would accept the food when she delivered it?

— By the way, are you sure they are straight or curved?

……

——Am I the only one who is worried, if they get together in the future, should I call me younger sister or younger brother-in-law?

The person holding the phone directly ignored the above message, and replied to her senior sister's last question about addressing her.

When I was young, Gu Sang: Junior siblings, brother-in-law, me, it's all fine.

It's a pity that the four people in the group couldn't see the rare shyness of this person in front of them through the screen.

As soon as this news was sent out, the four single men and women in the group each sent a sentence of "Hehe [sneering jpg], goodbye manually", and then fell silent immediately.

Gu Qingshi glanced at it twice, and then pulled up the message, and she still had something to say, so she picked and replied two more.

Gu Sang when she was young: She is not weak, she is just innocent.

Gu Sang when she was young: Be straight friends, and crooked girlfriends.

After WeChat quieted down, Gu Qingshi checked the forum of Bala Literature Network again. The hot post in the morning had been deleted, and she checked another round of new posts. After not seeing someone's post, she backed out. Walking to the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients in it. After seeing the abundance of ingredients, she walked to the window and looked across.

The decoration layout of the opposite room is a bit empty, the kitchen and the living room are open, looking from her direction, she can vaguely see the figure of the opposite person, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, lying on the sofa without image figure on.

Gu Qingshi took a look, looked away, and shook his head helplessly, feeling a little rejoicing in his heart: Fortunately, her neighbor is himself.

"Qingshi, are you sure you don't want to answer Yu Yinghou's Milan street shoot?" After Gu Qingshi returned to the living room, he saw the mobile phone on the coffee table flashing. When he opened it, it was her senior sister Yin Wenzhu calling.

Gu Qingshi didn't even think about it, "Well, sure."

The other side was silent for a while, "Qingshi, is it worth it? You don't even know her sexual orientation, so is it worth it to silently pay for her like this?"

Gu Qingshi pursed his lips, and the smile in his brows gradually faded, "Senior Sister, it's very difficult to meet someone you like, let alone two people who are in love? Love is something that I gain and lose. life, I have no obligation to pay for her, and she has no obligation to accept my sacrifice. Speaking of it, it is all my wishful thinking, there is not so much worth it or not."

Yin Wenzhu sighed, "It's good that you understand. As your senior sister, I hope you can get what you want. However, I have to say that liking too much is a burden and trouble for those who don't like you So, Qingshi, don't scare others, whether it's for you or her, I hope you will be more sensible."

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