Precautions for the care of mermaid after marriage

Before I knew it, it was twelve o'clock.

Song Yan looked at his watch, ready to urge the disaster to go to bed.

"Let's stop here today and rest quickly."

"Well, you go to bed first." Yan Yu was still a little unsatisfied, "I'll be asleep in half an hour."

He said the same thing last time, and then told himself the next day that he learned it at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Song Yan didn't believe this man's nonsense anymore, so he said in a serious voice, "The teacher told you to go to sleep now."

"Which teacher, Lao Bai?"

"I."

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"Get rolling." Yan Yu said, "It's early, how long is it?"

"I don't care, listen to me, sleep now."

The banquet is strange, is Song Wen playing tricks?

The longer he knew each other, the more he felt that this person was unfathomable and changeable.At first I thought he was a gentle and indifferent smiling tiger, but now he is completely a kindergartener.

Yan Yu thought of this and smiled, and replied: "Then what about me?"

"Well, you will receive the curse of failing the exam from your deskmate."

"Hold the grass, vicious."

"Are you afraid?"

"A little bit, in return, I have to give you the curse of being single forever."

This is obviously thinking of the dog food fed by Zhang Chenyang this afternoon.

Song Yan's voice softened a bit: "Ah, I'm also a little scared."

"puff."

The two continued to chatter for a long time, and Yan Yu actually felt a little sleepy, stacking papers and booklets beside him.

Then he took a picture of the table and sent it to Song Wen.

"Okay bro, look."

"Yeah, I see." Song Yan's voice was a little smiling, and he was a little hoarse through the phone, "Good boy."

"Grass, silence technique."

Yan Yu's ears were itchy for a moment by this word, and his heart jumped, and he took off the earphones with a swipe, and hung up the phone.

He coughed, as if to clear something off.The son really kicked his nose in the face, and he didn't need to clean up.

Listening to the busy voice over there, Song Yan slightly curled his lips and leaned back on the back of the chair.Click on the chat interface again, and send a good night.

Then Yan Yu replied: [I understand, please step back. 】

Song Wen: [here. 】

He wanted to turn off his phone to wash up, but hesitated for a moment, swiped his finger down again, clicked on it, and carefully looked at the random photo that Yan Yu sent over.

Well, the pens are all put away, the books are stacked up, Yan Yu is generally too lazy to tell lies, so he should really be going to sleep.

Song Yan was about to turn off the phone, but found something in the photo.

In the corner of the desk, there is a photo of Yan He's ID when he was in elementary school.Wearing a red scarf, she pursed her lips slightly.It seems to be looking at the camera, a little shy.

He looked like a good boy at first glance, and He Yan was in stark contrast to the [-] he was dragging now.

Song Yan thought of Yan and the previous experience, and the depression in his heart came up again.

He didn't tell Yan Yu that after Lu Yuchen left in despair last time, that weekend, he pulled Lu Yuchen out again for an appointment.

He wanted to return the banquet and everything he had encountered to Lu Yuchen.

In the end, Lu Yuchen's handsome face was cleaned up until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was also aching. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake, saying that he would never dare again.

Song Yan lost his interest, and asked someone to help him keep watching to prevent him from going to Yan Yu to make trouble again.If there is anything wrong with Lu Yuchen's work, he will be arranged to provide one-stop judicial services.

Cheating on exams also counts.

Even so, Song Yan still felt that something was not enough.

He never had the chance to see such a banquet.

He should have known him sooner.

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A week flies by.Repeating going to class, writing homework, and handing in homework every day makes people wonder whether they have passed a week or passed a day five times.

Except for a few more rehearsals, nothing major happened this week, which pleased Director Yang and Lao Bai. Lao Bai even praised the banquet in class.

If you simply don't do anything, and don't do anything good, you will be praised, tsk, there is a gap.

This Monday, there was a strange sense of joy in the class, and everyone had a lollipop, an Alpine one, in their mouths.

Because Children's Day is here!School celebration tomorrow!Holidays after the show!So happy, okay!

It seems that something is not quite right, the first class of the second year of high school should be a high school class, right?

In contrast, other classes seem to be normal, no sugar, no joy.

The cause is all in Lao Bai.

Lao Bai is a teacher who pays great attention to the education of students' mental health, and pays great attention to the development of students' physical and mental health.

One of the distinctive features is that they like to celebrate festivals, so as to start chicken soup education.

Moreover, according to the definition of children in the "Convention on the Rights of the Child", anyone below is a child, so there are really some people in the class who should celebrate the festival.

Yan Yu lay on his seat and sighed: "Oh, I'm old, Children's Day has nothing to do with me."

Song Yan also lay down on the seat: "The old man has a long-term ambition, and the martyr's old age is full of ambition."

"You are good at Chinese, aren't you?" Yan Yu curled his lips, suddenly his expression became a little more interesting, and he turned his head to look at Song Wen, "Wait a minute, are you older than me?"

Song Yan also turned his head, and the two faced each other: "That's right, mine was on March 3."

"It's exactly one month, what a coincidence."

"Call me brother."

"Fuck you."

Yan Yu straightened up, poked the front table, and said lazily, "Hello."

"What's the matter, Brother Yan." The front desk turned around.

"How old are you?"

"July."

Yan and raised eyebrows: "Underage?"

"Ang, that's right." The front desk replied.

Yan and Wenyan, without any scruples about being next to him, Song Fan, shamelessly said: "Come, call me brother."

Song Yan smiled, and gave advice to the front table: "You go back to him and fuck you."

The front desk, the front desk expressed that they were not too daring.

Because Yan Yu squinted at him with a blank expression on his face, as if he could ask him out for a fight in the next moment.

He thought, just call, but before he could speak, he was interrupted.

Song Yan hadn't eaten the alpine root yet, so when he saw the feast and this menacing figure, he peeled it off and handed it to his mouth.

"Eat candies, I see you scare people's children."

The front desk feels that although Brother Song is helping himself, he seems to be lowering his seniority.

Yan Yu directly opened his mouth, revealing a faint red tip of his tongue, and swallowed the sugar.A small bag was propped up on the cheek, and he said vaguely: "Okay, I'm going to tease you, I won't scare you."

Orally, I still want to take advantage of others.But the front desk still breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

Song Yan watched the stick of the lollipop move back and forth between the mouth and the mouth, his eyes darkened, and suddenly asked: "Is the candy delicious?"

Yan Yu twirled the lollipop in his mouth again, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Well, it's quite sweet."

"Brother will buy it for you next time."

"Come on, this classmate, take it in."

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"Collect the energy of the waves."

This person's words are becoming more and more limitless now, who can give him back a pure and unaffected Song male god, it collapsed, okay?

Song Yan flipped through the table hole for the books he will use for the next class, and said leisurely, "It seems that you have forgotten how you used to be called brother."

Yan Yu recalled the past of his unscrupulous self-criticism, and suddenly wanted to take off the lollipop and change to a cigarette.

Debts owed always have to be repaid.If you talk nonsense, there will always be retribution.

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"After the performance is over, everyone must pay attention to stand in front and bow together." Lao Bai emphasized to everyone on the podium.

The sky is still dim, and it's just after seven o'clock, and the seats in the class are completely messed up.A few girls bought cosmetics specially for this show with class fees, and they are asking everyone to line up for makeup.

There are two columns for boys and two columns for girls, and two girls are responsible for each.Apply different makeup according to different character types.

For more courageous characters like guards, the earth color should be painted, and the maids should be much whiter, so white that they shine.The makeup of the main characters should be more detailed, with neat eyeliner, eyeshadow and lipstick.

As we all know, stage makeup should be exaggerated, otherwise you won't be able to see clearly below.So the first class of the second year of high school mass-produced a group of monkey butt cheeks, red and cute.

At 09:30, the school celebration is about to begin, and now every class is preparing, and when the time comes, they will go downstairs together and go to the auditorium.Everyone has already changed their clothes, and Yan and Nature are no exception.

Unlike Song Yan, Yan Yu didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience in wearing this kimono-like skirt.

Hui Ri Ji's costume and the emperor's complement each other. It is a blatant couple's outfit with a white background embroidered with gold thread.

This kind of large area of ​​white is difficult to wear. Song Yan's skin is a normal wheat color, and it is easy to look darker when worn. With a cropped cut, it is nothing to say.

Ke Yanyu is different, with a thin waist and white skin.In addition, Yan Yu's appearance is originally that kind of obedient card, it's just a bad temper to cover up.Coupled with improper expression management and fierce eyes, the whole person's aura was abruptly bent.

But this dress completely neutralized the unhealthy youthful aura on him, shed that fierce shell, and there was a feeling of being indistinguishable from male and female.

But this is just a feeling, and no one doubts the gender of straight man Yan.

Otherwise, I will kill you.

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Yan Yu sat blankly, waiting for Qi Xuan to make up for him.

Qi Xuan took a few bottles of liquid foundation, compared them with Yan Yu, and said after a while: "The foundation is not on."

"what?"

"The colors I bought are all darker than yours..."

Qi Xuan crazily cried out to eat lemons, Xiaoyan's skin is so good that it makes people jealous!

Yan Yu: "...All right."

He didn't want to be so white, but he followed Ji Chunyun since he was a child, so he was born with it.During the military training, everyone else was tanned, but he was the only one who got red and sunburned.

For men, it's a bit embarrassing.

sun.

Although Qi Xuan said so, she still had to put on foundation for the follow-up makeup.So she hurriedly went to the next class to borrow a bottle of liquid foundation, applied it on the banquet, and it was done.

Yan Yu felt a little suffocated, his face was wrinkled, damn it, it was so boring, did makeup feel like this?

It's not easy being a girl, he understands it.

Immediately afterwards, he experienced the power of applying eyeliner and mascara, and his eyes shed tears physiologically. Qi Xuan carefully dipped him with a tissue and said softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, it will be fine soon .”

The banquet and the face are all lost, and the heart is so tired.

After finishing the whole set, he was about to die in Qi Xuan's hands.

Girls are scary.

This time, Brother Yan was exhausted, and Brother Yan conceded defeat.

In the end, Yan Yu was dipped in a cotton swab and put on a big red lip, the color number dior999, sponsored by Duan Linglan.

Two words, noble.

Liu Zhao was sitting with him putting on makeup, and turned to see Yan Yu like this.

Fuck me, I'm a little excited.

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See you tonight!

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