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Although he hasn't posted anything in the Weibo group, Xie Lingsheng checks it online almost every day. The topics that these netizens talk about are still very lively, and there are naturally many colorful words among them.

One of the words with the highest frequency is "finger".

Length, thickness, one or two, etc.

During the period, someone posted a photo of their hand, so someone yelled "wife fuck me" artificially. Xie Lingsheng looked at the news and then looked at his fingers, and finally squeezed his fist quickly, not thinking too much .

But now I'm chatting with Yan Che again.

Yan Che has a serious expression and clear eyes.

Xie Lingsheng collected his thoughts and replied: "If you want to learn four fingers, I can also teach you and adjust the keys for you."

"Okay." Yan Che's eyes lit up, and she handed out her mobile phone neatly, her eyebrows curved, "Thank you, teacher, please."

"No trouble."

Xie Lingsheng glanced at her operation interface, and began to adjust it seriously: "I just took a look at your game playing habits, and I will adjust it for you on this basis, move the left thumb, fire with the left index finger, jump key to move you to the upper right corner..."

"Ok."

Yan Che said so, but she didn't really listen to it. Her attention was still on people.

Xie Lingsheng looked serious, his lips opened and closed.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Xie Lingsheng's lips looked elastic.

"Okay." Xie Lingsheng's voice fell, and Yan Che also looked away.

Yan Che took the phone: "Then I'll get used to it as soon as possible."

The corners of Xie Lingsheng's lips twitched: "Yes."

Yan Che took a look at the time on the phone, it was already 08:30, it was actually still early, but after all, she spent a long time alone with Xie Lingsheng today.

Only shorter than that night at the hotel.

"That's right." Xie Lingsheng got up quickly, "When I went to the capital for a business trip, I brought you a gift back."

Yan Che was stunned: "Huh?"

Xie Lingsheng paused, looked at her and added: "When I was meeting a friend, I passed by a store, and I just..."

"Okay, I see, I bought it by the way."

"Don't worry, I won't have any psychological burden."

Xie Lingsheng: "Yes."

It was her subconscious reaction just now, because she was afraid of being rejected again.

So she went into the study, took out a small box tied with a bow, and handed it to Yan Che.

"Can I take it apart now?"

Xie Lingsheng laughed and shook his head: "That can't be done, you can only go home."

"why?"

"Because this is my personal habit." Xie Lingsheng stroked her hair, hiding her shame, "I'm not used to others opening presents in front of me."

Yan Che just blinked and blurted out: "Am I someone else?"

"You..." Xie Lingsheng's voice seemed to be blocked.

She wants to say that of course you are not someone else.

She wanted to ask how could you be someone else?

But such words were not in her imagination, and it was a bit unexpected, which made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Yan Che saw her hesitation, and smiled: "Okay, I get it, I still won't break your personal habit, I'll take it apart when I get home."

In fact, Yan Che herself realized that the question she just asked was a little out of tune.

It's too personal.

So close.

Xie Lingsheng's words were all stuffed into his stomach, and finally he let out an "um".

There was still a smile on Yan Che's lips: "It's getting late, so I'll go home now."

"I send you."

Yan Che confirmed it: "Is it really not too much trouble?"

"will not."

"Row."

It's just that after getting in the car, in order not to let Xie Lingsheng see her emotions, Yan Xi leaned her head against the car window, closed her eyes and fell asleep, pretending that she didn't know everything.

Xie Lingsheng kept all the movements very quiet, for fear of making noise.

It didn't take long to arrive at the destination, Yan Jue opened his eyes in a timely manner, showing a dazed look: "Have you arrived yet?"

"arrive."

Yan Che turned his head to her and hooked his lower lip again: "Thank you."

"Ok?"

Yan Che unbuttoned her seat belt, a little surprised: "How do you know I'm calling you?" She didn't wait for Xie Lingsheng to answer, and said by herself, "I called you to say that you have good driving skills. I haven't woken up all the way."

"That's fine."

As soon as Yan Jue left, the arc of Xie Lingsheng's lips was suppressed.

She regretted her hesitation along the way.

It would be great if she could say the five words "you are not someone else" recklessly, but unfortunately she hesitated.

Holding the steering wheel, she frowned tightly.

Yan Che didn't smile again after turning around, her face was calm, she didn't show any emotion, she just felt that the box in her hand was getting heavier and heavier.

After returning home a few minutes later, Yan Yefang was not in the living room.

Yan Che was not in the mood to greet her, he washed his hands and went back to the bedroom, then sat down on the chair in front of the desk, with the gift Xie Lingsheng gave her in front of him.

The box weighs nothing, and the whole body is black. I don't know what's inside.

She licked her lower lip before she sat upright, unwrapped the bow of the package, and took off the cover.

What catches the eye is a brooch in the shape of a cheese block and a small white card.

There was also a line written on the card: [I think you can have it. 】

Yan You took the brooch, turned the mirror again, and tried to pin the brooch on his chest in front of the mirror.

Very cute and beautiful.

Yan Che smiled, and sent Xie Lingsheng a WeChat message: [I like it very much, thank you. 】

After about twenty minutes, maybe Xie Lingsheng came back to her when she got home.

0.0: [I hope 'thank you' is not saying thanks. 】

It's like participating in a quiz about whether "thank you" is an address or an expression of gratitude.

Yan Che felt a little better.

She suddenly figured it out, now that she and Xie Lingsheng haven't reached that point, it's not okay to start caring about such issues, she should just go with the flow and not worry about it so much.

After chatting with Xie Lingsheng for a while, Yan Jue put the brooch away and put it in the box.

The brooch came just in time for her to wear it when the show was taped in May.

Xie Lingsheng went to take a shower, and Yan Che was still sitting on the chair. After a while, she went online to her Weibo, posted a few contributions as usual, then thought for 2 minutes, opened the notebook and turned on the music software, turned over a song.

The last time I sang "Crazy in Secret", I was a little dazed at the time.

Now she is not at a loss, but for the time being, she can't express her liking to Xie Lingsheng so directly, so she can secretly.

So she looked through the list for a while, and found a song that she thought was suitable for the occasion, which was "When You Appear with Heartbeat" by Elva Hsiao.

She held the phone, pointed the camera at the screen of the laptop, and began to sing the chorus.

When you appear with the heartbeat/I'm afraid to blink/Make sure this moment is not a hallucination/Carve this picture

……

The second half of the chorus she sang was only about ten seconds long.

After recording, she clicked on and listened to herself.

OK, not bad, she is satisfied.

She tweeted without hesitation.

This is her second original Weibo related to herself in recent days, and it is singing again.

The fans who brushed it all clicked on it one after another, and then quickly typed comments.

[Little salt!something is wrong with you!You are very wrong! 】

【Is it true that Xiaoyan is leaving the order? 】

[Looked through the comments, I'm just obsessed with Xiaoyan's voice QVQ, let's just say when Xiaoyan will record some love poems again. 】

【Love Poetry+1】

Xie Lingsheng clicked on Weibo after taking a shower. As soon as he entered the group, he saw everyone discussing the group leader's "Xiaoyan doesn't want to do PPT". They all speculated whether this Xiaoyan is in a relationship. The song was abusive at first, but now it's sweet again. In addition, there are people in the group Aite Xiaoyan, hoping she can sing more.

Little Salt didn't show up.

Xie Lingsheng opened the "Settings" in the upper right corner with some curiosity, and then clicked on the avatar of the group leader "Xiaoyan doesn't want to make PPT".

The group of friends bragged like this, she wanted to hear it.

As soon as the video started, the singing sounded in the room.

The enunciation is clear and pleasing to the ear.

It's just that this voice was inexplicably familiar to Xie Lingsheng, but this feeling was fleeting, she didn't catch it, and when she clicked on it again, this feeling never came.

Xie Lingsheng flipped through the comments, saw the speech of the most praised hope Xiaoyan recorded love poems, and decided to flip back.

She directly clicked on the "Video" column, swipe down, and found Xiao Yanfa's other videos.

She clicked on one based on the title.

It's a poem by Chilean poet Pablo Neruda called "Almost Beyond the Sky".

"Almost out of the sky / half moon / moored between two mountains / the whirling, wandering night..."

The content is not the focus of Xie Lingsheng, only the sound is, and this part of the sound does not have the familiar feeling that flashed just now.

Not even half a second.

Xie Lingsheng pursed his lips tightly, thinking of Yan Che's appearance in his mind, and then pulled his lower lip.

Although from the current point of view, Yan Che has never liked Ji Hefeng and he has had a room with her, which can prove that Yan Che is not that straight, but if this little salt is Yan Che, it would be too ridiculous.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world.

Xie Lingsheng pressed back, didn't look at the chats in the group, and quit Weibo.

Early on Saturday morning, Yan Che heard a loud voice in the living room outside the door, and she yelled at the door in a daze: "What's the matter? Mom."

No one pays attention to her.

Yan You pulled back the quilt and got out of bed. When she opened the door, she saw Yan Yefang dancing on the yoga mat in front of the TV. All the sounds came from the stereo.

Yan You leaned against the door, folded his arms, and stared coldly at Yan Yefang's back.

There was a dance move where she had to turn around. As soon as Yan Yefang turned around, she saw Yan Jue standing at the door.

She turned a blind eye and turned to face the TV, leaving a back view for Yan Che.

Yan Xiong laughed angrily, walked over, turned off the TV, and the screen went black immediately.

Yan Yefang didn't say a word, and sat down on the sofa silently.

Yan Che couldn't understand: "May I ask why you are torturing me so early in the morning?"

"This is my freedom."

"If you continue to be free, you will be disturbing the people."

Yan Yefang served the tea she made for herself, and slowly blew on it, looking calm and relaxed.

Yan Che: "..."

In the next second, Yan Yefang spoke slowly: "I just saw you get off that BMW last night, when will you bring that boy over to your house?"

"It's a pity, Mom." Yan You's good temper was gone, she bent down a little, and smiled, "I like women."

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www I'm in a bad mood today, and there's still only one update

Tomorrow I will be three more!

I send four! !