can i eat your head off

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Tibbo was puzzled.

Tibbo was depressed.

Tibbo was aggrieved.

Tibbo still wants to keep going.

So he walked to the left of Tiqi and looked at him.

Tibi blinked and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

He walked to Tiqi's right and looked at him.

Tibi blinked and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

He stood in front of him and stared at her.

Blink and blink...

Tibao held up his face, "What's wrong with your eyes, are they uncomfortable..."

Titu shook his head.

Tibao frowned, thinking that it might be a bad omen before the transformation, but when he was about to lower his head to take a closer look, the phone rang.

"Boss, bastard, boss, you are not you, you are not you, you are not human..."

The sudden bell rang suddenly in the quiet room, and its sound was deafening.

Tiqi heaved a sigh of relief, and finally escaped the catastrophe, reminding Tibao: "Brother Baobao, your phone is ringing..."

Hearing the ringing of the bell, the corners of Tibao's mouth curled slightly, and then he frowned instantly, with a fierce look on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that Tiqi had been staring at his face, he must have felt that he had misjudged his eyes.

When the bastard boss's bell rang for the third time, Tibao cursed, "The ghost stays alive!"

After cursing, he pressed and hung up.

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Seeing that his baby brother wanted to leave, he quickly hid behind Jing Ming, pretending he didn't know anything.

Tibao saw Tifu's reaction, held up his mobile phone and tapped Tibi a few times, opened his mouth a few times, but didn't say a word.

"Okay, I'll be leaving first, and I'll come back in a few days," Tibao said and gave Jingming a vicious look, "Take care of him."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to open and close the door, and went downstairs in a hurry, without delay.

Brother Baobao is still as anxious as ever.

Timi thought of this while enjoying Jingming's gentle stroking.

65

In the evening, Jingming received an unexpected call.

"Hello, who are you?" Jing Ming asked casually as he poured Tibi a glass of milk before going to bed.

"I'm Tibao." The voice coming from the opposite side was exactly the same as during the day.

same fierce.

But it's a little different.

A little dumb.

As a sensitive writer who wins by details, he will always find some minor differences.

But he didn't care about these, after all, Tibao wouldn't call for no reason.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Jing Ming lit a cigarette.

Tibo paused and said, "You add me on WeChat."

Jing Ming suspected that he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "Huh?"

"I said add me on WeChat, you are deaf!"

Jing Ming frowned slightly, and took the phone a little further away.

Tibao's voice was a little softer, and he said compromised: "Forget it, I'll add you."

Jing Ming reported a series of numbers, and as soon as the end sound fell, he hung up the phone over there.

Jing Ming glanced helplessly at the blacked-out screen, and opened WeChat resignedly.

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Tibao's friend request has been sent.

If it wasn't because his WeChat name is "Ti", Jing Ming would definitely not agree.

He thought that for a person like Tibao, the profile picture should be his own photo or a picture of the dark system, or at worst a knife or gun or something, but the profile picture turned out to be a lotus flower.

Let's go, green leaves and red flowers, with a sense of Zen and Zen, Jingming is convinced.

Click into the circle of friends, there is another sentence under the lotus: the knife is not sharp, the horse is too thin, I don't want to fight with you yet.

Okay, pretty domineering.

Jingming exited the interface, and Tibao had already sent a bunch of messages.

Mention: 【Send me pictures every day from now on】

Mention: [Three times a day]

Mention: 【Must post before going to bed】

Mention: 【What do you eat every day】

Mention: 【What did you do】

Mention: 【Report to me】

Mention: [Critical period, don't take it lightly]

Jing Ming replied with one hand, thinking at the same time, what is the critical period, the critical period of changing hands?

Sun and Moon: [Okay. 】

Sun Moon: 【You will always be my big brother.jpg】

Tibbo gave a cat face back.

Mention: [tsk, how can you be a fool at such a young age.jpg]

Jing Ming brought the milk over to Timi, and took a photo of Timi drinking milk by the way.

day.

Jingming hasn't cursed for a long time.

It looks so cute drinking milk!

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Jingming wanted to send the photos to Tibao.

When I opened WeChat, I didn't expect to receive a critical attack from Tibao's emoji package.

Mention: 【Don't be a fool.jpg】

Mention: [Duck duck duck? ? ? ? ? .jpg]

Mention: [What's the matter with you, little brother.jpg]

Mention: [The little brother who has no face, step back a little bit.jpg]

Mention: [You bastard.jpg]

Mention: [The door is there, get out.jpg]

Mention: [Cute Girl Tears.jpg]

……

After posting 99+ consecutively, Jing Ming turned to the top patiently, for fear of missing any important information.

no result

It's all emojis.

Jing Ming raised his forehead and replied with a series of ellipses.

Forget about the old bastard, and what the hell is this cute girl crying?

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Tibao had a great time playing there, thinking that the emoji packs he had accumulated would finally be posted by someone.

It's not bad to have such a sister-in-law.

Tibao flipped through his emoji, thinking secretly.

Sun and Moon: […]

Sun and Moon: [image]

Tibao clicked on the big picture, checked it carefully, nodded and clicked save.

"Who are you so happy to talk to, huh?" The familiar deep voice rang in Tibbo's ears, and half of his ears were numb due to the ending.

Tibao pushed his head away with one hand, and said impatiently, "My brother and sister...ah fuck—"

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Jing Ming plugged in his phone and went back to bed to sleep.

Tiqi had been waiting on the bed for a long time, Jingming went to bed, turned off the headlights, and the room suddenly became dark.

After getting used to it for a while, the room was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

Tifu shrank into Jingming's arms.

Jingming's heart skipped a beat, and he put his ear to Tibi's chest: "Is the heartbeat of your bird the same as that of a human?"

Jingming's hair was tied up on his chest, itching, his burning breath sprayed on his heart, and his mushy body froze.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, the speed was 180 miles, and his mood was in a state of madness.

"It seems to be different." Jing Ming rubbed his chest, "Your heart beats faster."

Jingming's hand left.

Timi took a long breath and followed his irregular beating heart.

Then he put his head on Jingming's heart, closed his eyes, listened to the man's steady heartbeat, and said, "Good night."

Jing Ming pressed a kiss on the top of his head, "Good night."

70

When I woke up, I heard Jing Ming on the phone.

He heard in a daze that Jingming was going to H city to attend an event.

City H? !

Tiju woke up instantly.

How many days does Jingming have to go to such a far place?