After overturning the car, the anchor completely let himself go

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[Fine] @真不想码字啦: Yuyu live broadcast tonight, 10 minutes before the next broadcast, I actually heard it...

The sound of the mouse falling to the ground.

So after an analysis by me and a few little sisters, we came to a conclusion: Yuyuroe was scared by the little black hand and the mouse was thrown away [狗头]

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Jiang Ning was really scared. He didn't feel scary when he played other horror games before, but the scene at school in "Escape" 2 is really scary.

After he took a shower, he slipped back into the bed and turned on his phone to see the WeChat message Jiang Xueheng sent half an hour ago.

Teacher Jiang: Stop playing if you are afraid.

Teacher Jiang: [Little raccoon touches his head.jpg]

Teacher Jiang: Go to bed early.

hateful!

Jiang Ning hammered off the bed board. Why did he only see the news of Mr. Jiang now? It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and Mr. Jiang probably slept soundly.

But it doesn't matter, you can see Mr. Jiang when you wake up.

Jiang Ning put away his cell phone, embraced this thought, and fell asleep happily.

At six o'clock in the morning, Jiang Ning sat up straight holding the quilt expressionlessly, not daring to look at the current situation under the quilt.

Ah, what a sin, how could he dream that Mr. Jiang treated him like this and that, the key point is that he still enjoys it.

Jiang Ning thought about it quietly, then reached into the quilt and took off the pajama pants and panties and threw them on the ground, some traces of the white panties were still faintly visible.

The toes touched the floor, and the icy cold sensation made one's scalp tingle.

Jiang Ning put on his slippers and went to get a new set of pajamas before going to the bathroom. When he saw the person in the mirror, he was shocked.

Fuck, who is that person in here who seems to have been nourished by someone? !

Oh, it was himself.

That's fine.

Jiang Ning felt that his waist was so sore when he was taking a bath. This was the first time he had such a dream. Why did it feel like something really happened...

Half an hour later, Jiang Ning sat on the sofa and listened to the sound of the drum in the washing machine, and began to reflect deeply on his dream.

How could Jiang Ning have such a dream!Although I like Mr. Jiang, but even before we are together, Xiao Xiao thinks about such a thing!

But in the dream, Teacher Jiang's figure is really good, this face, this waist, these legs and this size...

Fuck, it's really Nima.

If he was with Mr. Jiang, he would definitely have to go through this kind of thing after marriage, so would he be able to bear it?

The road of introspection became more and more crooked, and Jiang Ning's face became redder and redder as he thought about it.He shook his head to get rid of the unhealthy thoughts in his mind, and quickly got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of yogurt and took a big gulp. When he looked down at the milky white yogurt overflowing from the mouth of the bottle, he felt bad.

Woohoo he changed color.

In the evening, Jiang Ning received a WeChat message from Jiang Xueheng, telling him to go downstairs in 15 minutes.

Jiang Ning, who did something bad in the morning, replied with a guilty conscience: Good.

Jiang Ning counted down 15 minutes with his mobile phone. When there were only 3 minutes left, he grabbed his mobile phone and keys and hurried downstairs.When I reached the first floor, in order not to be so impatient, I walked slowly when I walked out the door.

It took him more than a minute to walk to the entrance of the community in half a minute.When he came to the gate of the community, Jiang Ning didn't see the familiar car parked at the gate. While looking left and right, he heard someone call his name.

Jiang Ning looked in the direction of the voice, but he didn't see Jiang Xueheng, but saw Fu Junhao on the opposite side.

Fu Junhao sat in a small car and waved to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning walked across the road, bent over to look at Fu Junhao in the driver's seat, and asked, "Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

Fu Junhao motioned him to get in the car, and said, "Your teacher Jiang asked me to come pick you up."

Knowing that it wasn't Jiang Xueheng who came to pick her up, Jiang Ning was relieved, but at the same time felt a little lost.

Jiang Ning sat in the rear driver's seat, Fu Junhao saw Jiang Ning's expression from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help teasing him: "What? It's not your Teacher Jiang who came to pick you up, so disappointed?"

"No, no, how is it possible." Jiang Ning couldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death.

"I understand, I understand." Fu Junhao said in a tone of "it's because someone who came here understands you", "Jiang Xueheng was cooking and couldn't get away, so he asked me to come pick you up, and I happened to be on the way."

Jiang Ning didn't know what to say, so he just said dryly: "Oh."

Jiang Ning came to Jiang Xueheng's house for the first time. When he saw a duplex villa in front of him, he was shocked.

Fu Junhao parked the car, saw Jiang Ning standing where he was and refused to go in, and said, "Go in, why are you standing here?"

"Oh." Jiang Ning walked behind Fu Junhao, watching while walking, looking silly, like a villager entering the city for the first time.

The porch door was open, Fu Junhao pushed the door open and walked in, shouting: "I brought the man here."

Fu Junhao suddenly opened his voice, startling Jiang Ning behind him.

Fu Junhao glanced at Jiang Ning behind him, then pointed to the direction of the kitchen, and said, "He may not have heard it, so go in and find him, I'll get a glass of water."

Jiang Ning hesitated, "Not good..."

"What are you afraid of?" Fu Junhao touched Jiang Ning's arm with his elbow, blinked his eyes in an ambiguous tone, and said, "If he sees you coming, he will be so happy."

Jiang Ning was blushed by his tone, and was about to say something when he saw a pair of home shoes appearing in his sight from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Xueheng was wearing casual clothes, holding a plate in his hand, and looked indifferently at the two people who were standing very close.

Fu Junhao took two steps back with a whoosh, distanced himself from Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning: "..."

Jiang Xueheng glanced at Jiang Ning, then looked at Fu Junhao, and said lightly, "Go to the kitchen and help me wash the vegetables."

"...All right." Fu Junhao didn't even have time to drink the water, he succumbed to his friend's gaze and walked to the kitchen.

After the fussy Fu Junhao left, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a little cramped, and slightly lowered his eyes to look at his toes, not daring to look at Jiang Xueheng.

"Ning Ning." Jiang Xueheng walked up to Jiang Ning, reached out and touched his forehead lightly.

Jiang Ning was startled by the cold touch on his forehead, raised his eyes, and looked at Jiang Xueheng with a little horror in his eyes, "What, what's wrong?"

"You haven't cooked the meal yet, so sit down first. If you're hungry, there's something to eat in the refrigerator, and you can eat it." Jiang Xueheng said.

"Ah?" Jiang Ning pointed to the kitchen, "Don't I need to help?"

"No need, just Fu Junhao's help." Jiang Xueheng rubbed the boy's head and smiled lightly.

"Oh." Jiang Ning asked again, still not sure, "I really don't need my help? I can help deliver something."

"Well, no, just sit down, we can eat later." Jiang Xueheng walked to the kitchen after finishing speaking.

Jiang Ning was sitting on the sofa, sitting upright like a primary school student in class, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, he just dared to look around with his eyes.

It turns out that Teacher Jiang's home is like this, it's not bad, it's decorated in a very stylish way.

The two-story duplex villa is decorated in European style, but the colors are all cool, which makes the house look deserted.

But this cognition disappeared when Jiang Xueheng put a can of Wangzai milk and two packs of potato chips in front of him.

Seeing Jiang Ning staring blankly, Jiang Xueheng thought he didn't like it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Jiang, you, you...how do you have these snacks?" Jiang Ning asked while holding Wangzai milk.

"I bought it for you." Jiang Xueheng said, "The meal will be ready later, don't eat too much."

"Okay." Jiang Ning immediately opened a bag of potato chips and ate them.

Not long after Jiang Xueheng returned to the kitchen, Fu Junhao slipped out. He saw Jiang Ning sitting on the sofa eating potato chips and playing with his mobile phone, very happy.

"Jiang Ning, take a slice." Fu Junhao reached into the bag of potato chips and took a slice to eat.

"Mr. Fu, can you help?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Mr. Jiang thought I was not helping, so you kicked me out." Fu Junhao looked at the food on the table while eating, "Can I open this bag of potato chips?"

"Let's go." Jiang Ning waved his hand and said.

Fu Junhao looks tall, handsome, mature and stable, but after getting acquainted with him, he finds that he is actually quite a child.

"It's rare to see this kind of puffed food in Jiang Xueheng's house, so I have to take a picture and post it to Moments as a commemoration." Fu Junhao took a photo of two packs of potato chips and Wangzai milk, and happily put it in Moments.

It happened that Jiang Ning was swiping Moments, he scrolled down to refresh Moments, and saw the photo taken by Fu Junhao.

Fu Junhao: Hahahaha commemorates the first time this kind of food appeared in Jiang Xueheng's house [picture]

Jiang Ning twitched the corners of his eyes, and subconsciously gave a like to this circle of friends.

Fu Junhao looked at the comments in Moments, and his shoulders twitched with laughter.

Jiang Ning wiped his hands with a paper towel and found that they were still a little sticky, so he went to the kitchen.

Jiang Xueheng wore an apron around her waist, with her back to him.

"Teacher Jiang?" Jiang Ning called softly while standing at the door.

I don't know if it was Jiang Ning's illusion, but he seemed to see Mr. Jiang's back stiffen suddenly.

However, when Jiang Xueheng turned around, there was no strange expression on his face, and he asked, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Ning shook his head, stretched out a pair of paws and said, "Come and wash your hands."

Jiang Xueheng found it amused to see him embarrassed, "Then come in and wash your hands, what are you doing standing at the door? I won't eat you again."

It was originally a joke, but Jiang Xueheng found that Jiang Ning's face turned red as soon as he finished speaking.

Jiang Xueheng:?

Jiang Ning laughed dryly, washed his hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are being naughty."

The boy's eyes dodged, but he refused to look at the man next to him.

After Jiang Ning washed his hands, he saw how much work Jiang Xueheng had to do by himself, and felt a little bit sorry for the man he liked.

"Teacher Jiang, let me help you." Jiang Ning volunteered, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Well, can you help me bring that plate?" Jiang Xueheng pointed to the white porcelain plate on Jiang Ning's left hand.

"Ok!"

Fu Junhao, who was sitting in the living room after laughing, looked up and found that he was the only one left in the living room, and Jiang Ning, who was sitting next to him, was gone now.

What about people?

Fu Junhao wondered why he disappeared for a while, when he heard voices coming from the kitchen.

"Mr. Jiang, are you sure you want to put so much oil? Isn't it very greasy?"

"No, you can try it later."

"Huh? Can I try it?"

"can."

"Great!"

Fu Junhao stood at the door, looking at the two people standing together.Shoulder to shoulder, he, a man with a big heart, could tell that the two were very close.

Fu Junhao turned his mobile phone to silent, took a photo of the two people's backs, and then sent it to a person named [Aunt Lin] in WeChat.

Fu Junhao put away his mobile phone and returned to the living room, looking at the clear sky outside, he was in a very beautiful mood.

If there are no accidents, maybe this year I will be able to drink a friend's wedding wine.