When the house family was hidden by the golden house

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Qingshuangren has a good voice, and spends time playing games with someone every day. Everyone thinks that they are in love with each other, but they don't notice the undercurrent of love.

When Yan returned, he talked less and less, and Qingshuangren didn't flirt with her indiscriminately anymore.

After the broadcast, the pretty young man went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Suddenly, there were knocks on the door of the apartment.

When Yan returned, she frowned. The security of the high-end apartment was very good, and irrelevant personnel were never allowed to enter. This is the one who knocked on the door.It must be someone he knew.

When Yan came back, she clicked her tongue impatiently, quickly wiped her body clean, put on her clothes, wiped her hair with a towel, put on slippers, and walked to the door.

He glanced at the cat's eyes, but unexpectedly saw an extremely familiar face——

When Yan returned, her breath hung in her throat, she couldn't get up and down, her little face turned pale with fright, and she almost suffocated.

An indescribable place felt a dull pain at this moment.

The young man staggered back a few steps, and even the sound of breathing became extremely weak. Just when he was about to pretend that he was not at home, the man outside said, "Open the door, I know you are at home."

The youth suffocated again.

The knocking on the door became fierce again, and there was a tendency for him to keep knocking if he didn't open the door today.

The young man was overwhelmed, hesitated, and finally opened the door with a blushing face.

The visitor looked him up and down without hesitation, with a playful smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Qingshuangren was much taller than when Yan Hui was back, he leaned into the young man's ear slightly, and asked jokingly, "Did you guess that I was coming?"

"The shower is done."

"So positive, baby."

When Yan returned, blushing, she turned her head away, unwilling to look at Qingshuangren's face, only the red blood dripping from her ears.

Qingshuangren grabbed his hand forcefully, pressed him on the sofa, and stared at him carefully at this moment.

The young man has a pair of phoenix eyes shy and timid, his hair is wet, and it is winter, but he is only wearing a thin T-shirt.

Qingshuangren's face turned cold, and he took off his coat, wrapping him up completely, "No clothes in winter? Do you want to be frozen to death?"

Even if there is heating in the room, the temperature is never high enough to wear such a thin piece of clothing.

When Yan returned, his face was even redder. He faltered and tried to explain, but he couldn't explain it.

He could only stare at him bitterly.

Qingshuangren didn't care, and accepted all the orders.

He got up and took the hair dryer, blowing the young man's hair carefully.

When his hair was dry, he threw the blower aside and leaned over to hug him tightly.

When Yan came back, he found that he seemed to like to hug him like this, holding him in his arms and holding him tightly.

He couldn't help thinking that this was the sign of a possessive person.

When he came back to his senses, Qingshuang Ren had already moved up to kiss him.

The young man's eyes widened as if he was frightened, and he quickly refused, his cold voice tinged with panic, "You, what are you doing?"

Qingshuangren smiled, "What do you think?"

"You, I...I don't want to do it...at least today..." Yan Hui tugged on his sleeve and whispered.

"Does that mean that it can be done tomorrow?" Qingshuangren pinched his neck viciously and looked at him with a smile.

Yan returned speechless.

Qingshuang Ren loved his appearance very much.

After a long time, Qingshuangren spoke again, "Is the back better?"

Realizing what the young man was asking, Yan Hui blushed again, "Shut up, shut up."

Qingshuangren really shut up and stopped asking.

When Yan Hui just came out of the bathroom, he didn't feel cold, but now he became cold after he realized it. Fortunately, there was a big boy who looked like a stove, wrapped him in his clothes, and hugged him tightly. he.

It turned out to be very warm.

After a while, Yan returned to his senses and said in disbelief, "You, how did you find this place?"

Could it be that he...

Qingshuangren suddenly became serious, "Don't talk nonsense, don't slander good people. It was you who sent me a gift last time, and your address is on the courier slip."

When Yan returned, he was relieved, and at the same time, he was very annoyed that he would be so negligent.

"Hey, tell me about you, leave without saying goodbye, pull Dior ruthlessly? Huh? After sleeping, leave me there alone?" After Qingshuangren finished speaking, he bowed his head into his shoulder bitterly, biting gently took a bite of his neck.

Bringing up the old story again, when Yan returned, he gave the person behind him angrily, but the strength was very small, more like a tune.Affection.

"Shut up!" the young man said fiercely.

Qingshuangren smiled, and said obediently: "Okay, okay, let's not talk. You go and get dressed first, and I will take you out for dinner."

"I don't want to go." When Yan returned, he refused without even thinking about it.

"Well, no, Brother Yan, I just booked the hotel for the candlelight dinner... If you don't go, the deposit will not be refunded. I'm very poor." Qing Shuangren blinked and said softly.

When Yan returned, he almost gave him a vicious look, and punched him again, "I'll give you the money, okay!"

"That can't be done. How can the elders eat soft food. You have to go today, and you have to go if you don't." Qing Shuangren hugged him forcefully.

The moment her feet left the ground, Yan turned red with anger, "Put me down!"

Cyan Frost Blade laughed loudly.

Floor 10889-Original: xx Hotel, candlelight dinner is waiting for you, blink.

Floor 10890: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck?So sweet, so sweet, so sweet!

Building 10891: I laughed so hard how to insert an advertisement.

Floor 10892—The landlord replied to floor 10891: You want to have a meal.

Floor 10893: Wow! ! ! kswlkswl!I'm also in Beijing!Let's book a candlelight dinner for the two of them!Squat fuck!

Building 10894: Sihasiha.The blue frost blade written by my wife is so touching!It's a pity that my husband in reality is a big sand sculpture 1551.I hate him for being a log!

Building 10895: I hate him for being a log!

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The crown prince received materials worth millions of dollars from others, and he always felt restless and out of sorts.

When he was the only one who was generous since he was a child, how could anyone else stuff a lot of things for him?

It always feels rude to go back without returning the gift.

And since the red material was recovered on the Internet, the fans in the live broadcast room jokingly called him Brother Ruanfan.

The prince is outraged!The old man is being called soft rice brother?

What could be more unacceptable than this? !

An imposing eight-foot man!Upright!Never eat soft rice!

Not long after the salary was paid, Wei Yubai still had a lot of money to use. After buying the dozen keyboards he wanted, there was still a lot left.

It's past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, don't let a few young masters drink alcohol or drive cars, Master Wei doesn't care about that much, a call comes, and he has to be accompanied by someone to go shopping.

Yuan Yueze spoke indiscriminately, "You're fucking more difficult than my little girlfriend. You asked me to accompany you to the shopping mall in the middle of the night? Wei Yubai, people have to learn when enough is enough!"

Duan Ziyu, "?"

"Oh? Your little, girl, friend, friend?"

A swallowing voice came from the phone, "No, no...Brother Duan, listen to my explanation—"

There was another punching sound from the phone.

Wei Yubai felt pain through the phone screen.

"Dudududu..."

The phone hangs up.

Wei Yubai was puzzled.

What tricks are these two doing?In the end is to come or not to come?

Han Chengan was drinking in low spirits, but this call saved Young Master Han, he quickly agreed, and said to the people next to him: "Brother Wei called me, we have to go."

The person who was toasting crazily just now to keep people from leaving was stunned for a moment, and tentatively asked the phone, "Master Wei?"

Wei Yubai hummed noblely and coldly.

The other party immediately said enthusiastically: "Damn, Young Master Han, go quickly, don't make me wait too long. Do you want me to help Young Master Han take a taxi?"

Han Chengan refused neatly.

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At about three and ten minutes, F10 met for the third time this year.

Why emphasize the third time?

That's right, that's right. In this year, the Crown Prince Wei only came out with his brothers twice, except for killing the Quartet in the game.

Prince Wei wrapped up like a zongzi, Young Master Han in a suit and leather shoes who barely covered up the smell of alcohol with pine perfume, Young Master Yuan Ershao with a bruised nose, swollen face and teary eyes, and Duan twisting his wrists with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Prince.

F4 annual meeting.

"Master, what are you doing all the way here today?" Han Chengan teased.

Wei Yubai pondered for a moment, then said deeply: "Buy a gift for Yan Fan."

Han Chengan, "?"

Duan Ziyu and Yuan Yueze looked at each other, and they all understood.

If nothing else, it's really my sister-in-law.

After all, Wei Yubai, an old house dog, rarely comes out once, and the three of them tried their best to resist the urge to kill.

Han Chengan gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain an awkward yet polite smile, "Then what should I buy?"

The prince pondered for a moment again, and said deeply: "I don't know."

Han Chengan, "..."

Sales: I am already a mature salesman, I should learn to resolve the embarrassment and sell products by force.

The sales lady has a warm smile on her face, and uses a standard and beautiful voice to understand the needs of customers carefully and recommend suitable products to customers.

The sales lady smiled all over her face, "Who are you going to give it to?"

"For a netizen," Wei Yubai said without hesitation, and added after a while: "A netizen who has met two or three times."

The sales lady's smile remained unchanged, "Haha, netizens are too enviable. I also want to meet my sand sculpture netizens. On what occasion do you want to give this gift?"

"A roadside steamed stuffed bun stall that doesn't even have a roof when it's cold and windy."

The sales lady's smile remained unchanged, "What kind of person is the other party? What kind of things do you like?"

Wei Yubai wanted to answer subconsciously, but before he could say anything, his brows suddenly frowned.

He instinctively didn't want anyone to know about Yan Fan, so he blurted out without thinking: "Do you want to check your household registration?"

The sales lady's smile remained unchanged, "It's just to give you a reasonable recommendation."

"It's okay if it's unreasonable, he won't mind."

The smile remained unchanged, "Haha, then would you like to see this streamer white made in Berlin?"

"Too earthy."

Smile no, "Haha, Aldis's watch?"

"Too old-fashioned."

Smile, "Haha, this baroque men's suit from an indie studio?"

Wei Yubai disliked it, "What a gaudy thing. It looks like a peacock, bad review."

Laughing, "Haha, each one has his or her own love for vegetables and radishes."

Wei Yubai's sharp and beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at him, "Wait—how did you know he was a man?"

The sales lady laughed dryly, changed her complexion, gently put down a pile of things in her hand, gritted her teeth and said with a smile: "Haha. I don't know how to do this."

The author has something to say:

Sales lady: Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat. How many years will you be sentenced to for attempted murder?