male god we singled out

Tang Yingzhuo turned down the volume of the TV, stared at the TV and put his ears on Mingyuan's phone, what's wrong, he was scared, couldn't sleep, had nightmares as soon as he closed his eyes, had nightmares of plane crashes, felt dizzy and nauseous, seemed to have a fever , chills all over, covered all the quilts and didn’t care about it, didn’t eat all day, vomited as soon as I ate, sweated from hunger, the more hungry, the colder, the colder, the more fever, the more nightmares, the more nightmares Can't sleep, the more I can't sleep, the more hungry I feel... Sad and sad, I want him to go to accompany her.

——Sister paper, you should call an ambulance.

Cheng Biaobiao and Tang Yingzhuo listened with their ears out of breath.

Finally, Mingyuan closed the phone cover and sighed softly.

Tang Yingzhuo asked: "What's the matter?"

"I have to go."

Tang Yingzhuo was silent.

"Why is it so late?!" Cheng Biaobiao saw that Ming Yuan had already got up from the bed, and he probably couldn't stop him.

Mingyuan picked out a piece of casual clothes from the closet, and said as he put it on, "I'll be back tomorrow morning, so if you don't want to leave, you can stay here. Tomorrow, when you're tired, bring Yingzhuo some breakfast. Don't eat instant noodles." .”

Cheng Biaobiao said: "But four, it's dangerous to drive late at a funeral, and your eyesight is not very good..."

Mingyuan put on his clothes and picked up his mobile phone, took out the car keys from his suit, and looked back at Tang Yingzhuo: "It's okay, there are fewer cars at night."

Tang Yingzhuo had grape skins in his mouth, and there was a bag of sour water wrapped in the grape skins.

—he has always been a good lover and will be a good husband.

As soon as the door closed, he left.

"Ming Dong~~~~~" Cheng Biaobiao pouted, his voice seemed to be covered by the door.

Tang Yingzhuo finished the TV report, turned off the TV and went out, turned her head and glanced at Cheng Biaobiao, who was sitting in front of the window with M legs and stroked the curtains, still watching.

Tang Yingzhuo slept too much during the day and didn't fall asleep until one or two o'clock in the morning. At 07:30 in the morning, someone knocked on the door. He was wearing a pair of pajama pants to open the door. He hadn't woken up with the sleeping dragon tattoo on his chest. He half-opened his eyes and saw a blonde standing at the door. Neither male nor female.

Cheng Biaobiao held a multi-layer insulated lunch box in his hand, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, and he said: "I will definitely do the four things that Mr. Ming ordered. My four!" Said, put the lunch box outside the door on the ground, turned and left.

Tang Yingzhuo squatted down and opened the lunch box to take a look. The meal was good but there were no cutlery. She raised her head and asked him, "Where are the chopsticks?"

Cheng Biaobiao put his hand on the door of the opposite ward and said, "What kind of sleep do I have!" The door slammed loudly, bringing a gust of wind towards my face.

Tang Yingzhuo stayed there for a long time and suddenly thought of something to entertain her, so she went back to the house with her lunch box.

——Recently, Brother Biao wears a blond wig and blue colored contact lenses. Maybe he will have a sex reassignment operation in two days.Yu Kuang laughed so hard that he was the first to go crazy, now Cheng Tianwang is the most popular niche in Asia, and most of his fans are vulnerable groups below college students, if not, there must be a few of his fans who jumped off the building.

After dinner, I was watching TV in the room, when I suddenly heard the sound of high-heeled shoes touching the ground outside the door, getting closer and closer, and then the doorbell rang a few times. Look, surprised.

"Yuhuan?"

Tang Yingzhuo couldn't help looking at her from top to bottom, she was very literary and pure, like a college student.

"Seriously eight hundred children are fucked, what's the fuss about?" Tang Yingzhuo said.

Xie Yuhuan glared at him shyly, pushed him away and walked into the ward: "I sent you so many text messages, why didn't you reply??!"

"I want to leave the word, I'll give you back. What the fuck should I give you?" Tang Yingzhuo closed the door.

"Yo! You've become a tough guy!"

Xie Yuhuan rummaged through the refrigerator and found an aloe vera gel: "What does this stuff cure?"

Tang Yingzhuo really forgot about this, and took it to study for a long time: "... I don't know."

Xie Yuhuan saw an identical cardboard box in the peel basket on the coffee table, took it out and took out an empty capsule: "You've already used one and don't know what it's for?"

Tang Yingzhuo snatched it away and threw it away: "I'll call you daddy, what are you doing here? Where's Niu Niu?"

Xie Yuhuan was half annoyed: "Why are you in such a hurry with me!"

Tang Yingzhuo was busy destroying the corpses and removing the traces, deliberately leading the topic to the side: "No, who is in a hurry with you, am I worried about Niu Niu? I, when you come, the first thing that comes to my mind is Niu Niu. How's the business going? Yes, if the business is good, you won't be free."

Xie Yuhuan teased Liu Hai'er, and asked him softly, "Hey, do you think I look good with this hairstyle?"

Tang Yingzhuo took a look and said fairly and objectively: "It's seriously inconsistent with the shape of the face. It's piled up, which makes the face look fat."

Xie Yuhuan's face became big at that time: "I had this hairstyle when I was a freshman in college, and you said I was very handsome back then!"

Tang Yingzhuo tried hard to think about it when she was a freshman: "Where did you wear this hairstyle before? Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing! If you really wore this hairstyle at that time, I would never have liked you."

Xie Yuhuan flipped through her phone from her messenger bag, and took out her phone to look through the photo album: "I'll find you a photo of the two of us when we were freshmen, Er Ang, take a good look at Ang, if I didn't have this hairstyle, I would slap myself, I want You really slap yourself with this hairstyle, believe it or not, you have to slap yourself, believe it or not! Believe it—no—believe it!" She almost pressed the phone screen to Tang Yingzhuo's face in one fell swoop.

Tang Yingzhuo took it down and looked at it. In the photo, there was an innocent little girl with a shawl and pear-blossom hair. She had a thin face and a pointed face. There was a cute face next to her that seemed to be her. Both of them were wearing student uniforms, and their expressions were innocent and silly: " Damn! You still have this photo! How many times have you changed your phone?"

Xie Yuhuan pinched his collar, gritted his teeth and slapped him twice. In fact, he didn't put any force on his face with his fingertips.

Tang Yingzhuo pulled her away and rubbed her face: "You were less than 90 catties then, what about you now? More than 120, Mrs. Niu?"

"You are poor!" Xie Yuhuan wanted to squeeze his collar again, so he grabbed Xie Yuhuan's arm when he was on guard. Xie Yuhuan was familiar with his methods and wrestled with him. The kung fu was not unreasonable. In the end, Xie Yuhuan was subdued and fell on the sofa Panting angrily, Tang Yingzhuo held her down with one hand and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box with the other hand. With the cigarette in his mouth, he looked for the lighter and couldn't find it anywhere. , and then looked for a lighter, but found nothing on the coffee table, on the ground, and on the sofa.

Xie Yuhuan lay on the sofa with her hands behind her back and said, "I can't find it, I can't find it, I hid it for you, and you have to call me sister before I can tell you where I am."

"It's a ghost." Tang Yingzhuo stretched out a hand to feel in her bag, and then in her clothes pocket. She felt a hard little thing and was about to take it, when she bent her body and heard the lighter fell onto the sofa and was empty. , Xie Yuhuan booed: "I can't reach it, I can't reach it, I just can't reach it!"

Tang Yingzhuo's cell phone rang, it looked like a series of unfamiliar numbers, he didn't answer, he continued to reach for the lighter, and soon the doorbell rang again, Tang Yingzhuo let go of Xie Yuhuan and went to open the door, wondering if it was Mingyuan who came back, opened the door It was indeed Mingyuan.

Tang Yingzhuo was slightly stunned, as if she always wanted to block something with her body. Mingyuan looked away and saw Xie Yuhuan just got up from the sofa, her hair was messy, and the low-cut neckline of the pure sailor suit rolled out of the breastfeeding woman's murder weapon. The hook of the bra was unhooked. His head was swollen, and since he saw it, he couldn't pretend he didn't see it. Surprised and sullen, Ming Yuan had no choice but to ask, "Is there anyone?"

"Well."

Mingyuan's face turned blue, and his masseter muscles moved: "...Then I'll come back later."

Tang Yingzhuo hurriedly stopped him, and whispered, "Hey, we are just kidding."

Xie Yuhuan was busy hanging the bra hook with his backhand and said, "Mingyuan! Is it Mingyuan? Why don't you come in?"

Mingyuan smiled awkwardly at her: "Yuhuan."

Xie Yuhuan spoke to the door: "I saw the report of your hospitalization on TV, and I've always wanted to come and see you, but I was afraid of causing you trouble. The situation here is complicated enough, and the child is too young to let go."

"Really, didn't you let go of it?" Ming Yuan said.

Xie Yuhuan paused, and forced a smile: "Yeah, I have to leave soon, and I have to breastfeed the baby." Looking at Mingyuan's face, he quickly changed his words and said, "Oh, I have to go, come out for a while." It's morning, and the child may be crying at home." As he spoke, he went to the sofa and picked up the bag and slung it over his shoulder.

Mingyuan said: "How did you come here? I'll send someone to see you off."

"No, I really don't need it. The light rail is very convenient. It goes directly to the gate of the National University." Xie Yuhuan walked out as she said, and looked back at Tang Yingzhuo. An unlit cigarette stuck to his lips, and he just stood there He didn't even dare to fart.

Mingyuan silently stared at Xie Yuhuan's back.

Xie Yuhuan was walking, and suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Ah Zhuo..."

Tang Yingzhuo's primordial spirit just came out of her body, and she subconsciously responded to her sudden call: "Huh?"

At first Xie Yuhuan was a little surprised, thinking that he would respond without any reaction or frown impatiently, Xie Yuhuan smiled and said: "I picked up the lighter for you, here it is, then—" Following this sentence A small thing flew towards this side, making Tang Yingzhuo quite unprepared, so he caught it reflexively.Xie Yu smiled happily and walked away briskly.Mingyuan's face was already as hard as iron.

Tang Yingzhuo put the cigarette and the lighter in his pocket together: "You made that call just now?"

Mingyuan pulled his face and said, "It's the landline in my room."

"Oh, is Lyn okay?"

"Ah."

"Where's Cheng Biaobiao?"

"gone."

Tang Yingzhuo asked again: "By the way, did the foreign teacher leave homework that day?"

Mingyuan looked at him: "Stay."

"What homework is left?"

Mingyuan silently turned around and took out the door card, swiped it on the sensor, and pushed the door open.

Tang Yingzhuo chased him and asked, "What homework is left?"

Mingyuan turned his head and glanced at him slightly, walked into the ward without saying a word.Tang Yingzhuo was so anxious that he followed him in like a monkey: "Say it quickly, I don't care if you don't tell me, I don't want to go to that class anyway."

Mingyuan took off his coat, sat down on the sofa, and looked at him: "Did you ever do anything with her after that?"

Tang Yingzhuo was dumbfounded by the question: "Who is it?"

Mingyuan stared at him without moving his eyes.

"You said Xie Yuhuan?" Tang Yingzhuo's expression changed from dazed to distorted, "Make... love with her?" Tang Yingzhuo couldn't hold back her joy after saying the word love.

"Haven't you done it?" Ming Yuan asked solemnly.

"Brother, don't screw me up, okay? If I want to find a baby mother, I can't find a baby mother. Do you want a baby mother? You don't want a baby mother, do you? You are over 30 and you don't want a baby mother. I am only in my twenties. As for me, I want a baby mother? I’m so hungry/thirsty that I can’t turn back. Think about it, can you and Fang Fang get back together again? Undergraduate freshmen get one by one, and I have always liked the pure type, the kind with a sense of accomplishment after catching up with them, sticky call me and send text messages every day, as if I can’t live without me, winter send Scarf for summer, pants for Valentine’s Day, chocolate for Valentine’s Day, I have to find a sweetheart, but I can’t find a man again! Otherwise, I’ll be sorry for my mother, would it be easy for my mother to give birth to me? , My mother gave birth to me, didn't she ask me to find a female man!"

Mingyuan's face was greener than before, and he was clutching the sofa cushion with his hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly marked.

Tang Yingzhuo looked at him: "Don't believe it, there are a lot of little girls who take the initiative to add me to follow on Xiaonei. It's because I didn't hook up. If I hook up, there will be too many girls who can't stop. The main reason is that I don't like to play. Now that I'm in love, I'm exhausted playing with the female man... By the way, what homework did the foreign teacher leave? Are you still playing that recording? Are you going to translate it for me? Don't you say it's funny, I saw him I made myself happy that day, or you can give me a general idea of ​​what it means."

Mingyuan didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke, he startled people: "Which Xiaonei network? Shenxiu's or National University's?"

Tang Yingzhuo scratched the tip of her nose, her eyes widened: "..."

——Brother, who did you learn from so inquisitively, and you will believe me when I say it casually?

Mingyuan said, "I'm asking you."

"Just, just, it's our school, don't you go to the school intranet?" Tang Yingzhuo yawned: "I won't talk anymore, I'm sleepy, go back and sleep for a while." Then he stood up and was about to leave.

Mingyuan looked back at the clock and said, "It's only ten o'clock."

"I didn't go to bed until two o'clock last night."

"What's the matter?"

"online."

"What are you doing online?"

"Let's chat."

"Who are you talking to?"

"Who do you want to talk to and who to talk to, can't you?"

"No."

Tang Yingzhuo looked back at him, as if he was really upset, Xiao Mian, you are still playing with me, you can't stretch it.

"...No, what should I do?"

"Lock the door."

Tang Yingzhuo was startled: "Ah? Do you still want to do it? Don't come, don't come, don't come, I'm sleepy." When he went out, he took a peek at Mingyuan, where the alveolar bone was broken, his face was red and his neck was thick, and his eyes were more than 200 degrees below zero. It's easy to say, maybe I have a grudge.

Tang Yingzhuo went back to her room, wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't fall asleep anyway, stayed on the bed until twelve o'clock at noon, jumped out of bed, got into her pajama pants, pulled on her slippers and went out to knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Cheng Tianwang stood at the door looking like a little daughter-in-law, thinking that the president had just dealt with him, but after a closer look, it turned out that he was the queen mother, no wonder he looked like a little wife.Mingyuan and Jiang Yu sat on the sofa to eat.

Cheng Biaobiao said, "Dong Ming, someone is here."

Mingyuan asked: "Who is it?"

Jiang Yu looked back: "Zhuo Zhuo is awake."

Mingyuan continued to eat without saying a word.

Cheng Biaobiao stepped aside, and Tang Yingzhuo came in.

Jiang Yu said: "I heard that you were sleeping so I didn't call you, come, let's eat."

Cheng Biaobiao pretended to be polite and handed over the bowls and chopsticks. Tang Yingzhuo sat down and looked at the food and Mingyuan. Mingyuan still ignored him, feeling a little embarrassed.

Cheng Biaobiao said to Jiang Yu in a nonchalant way: "I don't think Madam Yiping is so good at cooking. It's been a long time since there are seven or seven meals that are so good!"

Jiang Yu said: "Sister-in-law Liu did all of this, I didn't get it done."

Cheng Biaobiao was dumbfounded for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "Oh, it turns out that Mrs. Si Liu's old skills..."

Tang Yingzhuo was just about to use his chopsticks, but before he decided which dish to pick, Cheng Biaobiao said hesitantly: "Yesterday, don't you love seven (meat)? A pot of stewed beef brisket with tomato is enough for seven? "

Tang Yingzhuo rolled his eyes and looked at him: "Can you control what I like to eat?"

Cheng Biaobiao said like a Tang monk: "I am also kind-hearted, why should I be angry with the monk."

"Has anyone told you that you are too secretive?"

Cheng Biaobiao was a little anxious: "I, I don't have a shuttle, Dong Ming, you heard it! I really don't have a shuttle!"

Mingyuan said, "Biaobiao, eat quickly."

"Talking about tuberculosis." Tang Yingzhuo picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth to chew.

Jiang Yu only cared about adding vegetables to Mingyuan's bowl: "Son, eat more, you'll lose weight."

Cheng Biaobiao curled his lips to look at this, curled his lips to look at that, no one paid attention to him, curled his lips... and cried.

Tang Yingzhuo glanced at him and almost lost his appetite.Jiang Yu turned a deaf ear to it.Mingyuan was a little out of his mind today, and when he found out that Cheng Biaobiao was crying, Cheng Biaobiao had been crying for a long time.

Mingyuan looked at him and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Cheng Biaobiao looked forward to someone asking him, and pretended to wipe away his tears secretly, showing a sad smile: "I'm not crying, Ming Dong."

Mingyuan asked: "What do you think happened to you?"

Tang Yingzhuo turned her face to the eighth ditch.

Cheng Biaobiao said: "Ming Dong, it seems that Qili doesn't need me, so I'll go back first."

Jiang Yu squinted at Biaobiao, and his favorability was low to negative.

Mingyuan looked at Tang Yingzhuo: "Quickly apologize to Biaobiao."

"Me?" Tang Yingzhuo pointed at himself and asked in surprise, "Why me?"

Mingyuan said, "It was fine before you came."

Tang Yingzhuo was so angry that his head was full of foam: "Before I came? Before I was born, he was a talker! Did I let him do this? Not only is he a talker, he is also a pushy guy, and he can't stop eating His mouth, I want to listen to it as a song so much, me, the problem is that he called me by my name and started talking to the queen mother. The queen mother didn't like him, so he just picked on me and started talking to me, dare you He didn't mess with you, did he, you still have to act cheaply, you!"

Mingyuan frowned and said, "Do you know what you look like now? A shrew."

Tang Yingzhuo pointed at Cheng Biaobiao: "Oh! If he cries, will he be justified?"

Cheng Biaobiao stopped crying.

Mingyuan said: "You are reasonable, right? Don't cry, eat quickly."

Tang Yingzhuo felt ashamed and wanted to leave, but then thought about whether I was wronged or not, the food was good, so much meat, and chopsticks, why not.keep eating.

Seeing that Tang Yingzhuo would not leave, Cheng Biaobiao said, "I won't be seven, and Ming Dong will seven slowly, so I'll go first."

——Yoha, yoha, the meaning is irreconcilable, believe it or not, I will cry you every minute!

Mingyuan was upset, and put down his chopsticks: "Baobiao, you have to be the protagonist for a meal, do you think it's appropriate for everyone to act with you? If you have an occupational disease, go to Yu Kuangxiao. Nothing to do with you."

--Cattle fork!

Cheng Biaobiao was out of battery at that time, and he was scared and hurriedly stumbled to explain: "Ming Dong, I, I'm not a hot guy, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry~~"

Jiang Yu gave him a disdainful glance, and handed the chopsticks to Ming Yuan: "Son."

Mingyuan took the chopsticks and continued to eat.

Cheng Biaobiao said to Tang Yingzhuo: "Ying was sorry yesterday!"

Tang Yingzhuo was busy stuffing his mouth with meat and didn't have time to talk to him.

Cheng Biaobiao said to Jiang Yu again: "Auntie is sorry!"

Jiang Yu didn't even look at him.

Cheng Biaobiao just sat down and continued to eat, poking the chopsticks back and forth in the bowl to swallow the rice grains dryly, looking at this and that, like a child bride.

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