The pride of returning pearls makes fairies modern (8)

Modern articles outside school (8) ...

Gan Long can't bring a window when he goes back to Joe's house.

It was a brand-new experience for him that his wife left him to go back to her family.

After repeated phone calls were rejected, Gan Long consulted his assistant An Yang, decided to buy some boxes of melatonin, and then called home to pick up his lover.

An Yang saw a man in a suit and tie in front of the mirror and couldn't help praising him: "Zizi, you are really a clothes hanger. Put on the dragon robe like an emperor, put on Hanfu like a Confucian scholar, and now put on a suit ... "

Gan Long had just tied a bow tie, and her mouth was slightly bent. He casually replied, "Like a gentleman?"

An Yang sneered: "Give you some sunshine and you will be brilliant."

Gan Long turned around and looked at him Gherardini.

An Yang coughed uncomfortably. "Haha, I didn't say anything."

Ganlong suddenly stepped in the direction of Anyang Station. Anyang reflexively took a step back, only to see himself go to the cupboard, pick up a watch and buckle it on his wrist.

Ganlong raised his hand and put it on Anyang's shoulder. Handmade silver watch, exquisite workmanship, fits perfectly with a row of tiny buttons on the shirt cuffs that slightly reveal the suit. Anyang has a good heart and a good eye, and its charm index is+1.

"You just said, what do I look like in a suit?"

Anyang paused, suddenly felt a warning pain on his shoulder, and repeatedly said, "I said, I said! Like a yuppie, I remember you used to wear this suit at the opening ceremony of a movie. Why is it not so delicious? "

Qin Zi's facial features are very attractive, especially his eyebrows, which are always slightly raised unconsciously, and he always likes to tempt people who look over occasionally. His smile, look back and turn around on the screen can make adolescent girls or young women blush and heartbeat, and they can't move their eyes.

That's why Qin Zi became popular. After all, his acting is far less wonderful than his gossip.

However, in the previous Qin Zi period, no matter how excellent the appearance, it was just an embroidered pillow. How come it was just a car accident, suddenly acting soared, boxing soared, and even there was a momentum between words and deeds that had been precipitated for many years?

An Yang didn't feel the changes in the Qin Zi period, but he didn't want to think deeply. Maybe he didn't want to accept Qin Zi's departure. Perhaps in the bottom of my heart, Qin Zi, who plays big cards, is naive, impulsive, violent and willful, which is the star he really wants to chase after.

However, the present Qin Zi period has brought him a lot of troubles. To some extent, during Qin Zi's period ... there was little change in personality.

(Wipe off your label ...)

Yuppie? Qianlong narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice was a little low. "Then am I more elegant or novel?"

His slightly emaciated shoulders were still being held by others, and An Yang put his hands together for mercy: "There are many more! People mature, naturally more ... "

"What do you mean, give you some sunshine and you will be brilliant?"

Remembering that Qin can't seem to contact some online nouns now, he immediately said with a serious face: "Some compliments."

When Gan Long got almost the same revenge, he let go of his shoulder, nodded and replied with a more serious expression: "I remember, the next sentence is to give you some floods and you will flood?"

Anyang a wink, this just know that they have been played, tears ran over to pick up the melatonin on the sofa, "let's go! You have an announcement this afternoon! "

"Wait." Gan Long stopped a man who wanted to make a dash for the door.

Anyang turned and looked at him plaintively, and Ganlong handed him a cowhide whip and a gift bag. Anyang is at a loss.

"Wrap it up for Bridgette."

Anyang resigned himself to putting down melatonin and began to package "gifts". Suddenly, he saw a line of fine print on the handle of the bullwhip, and his hand made a gesture. "May I ask a question?"

"What?"

"Where did you get this whip?"

"In the cupboard. Is there anything wrong? "

Anyang forehead, "it says dream anniversary souvenir. Are you sure you want to give it away? " He said how it looked so familiar. He also played the game Zhu Xian, but missed it for a long time. Finally, he shamefully got a female number on the ground and asked others to give it to him. ...

"... it doesn't matter. I don't know what she likes I can't buy her lace pajamas, can I? "

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At Joe's door.

After the doorbell rang, it was Qiao Guo who opened the door himself.

His shoulder-length hair has been pulled back by a red hairband, with a pink apron around his waist and slippers with a bear pattern on his feet, revealing small round toes.

"Hello ~" A smile appeared on the corners of Ganlong's mouth, and the greeting tone was a little rippling, perhaps because he thought it was cute for teenagers to dress like this at home.

Qiao Guo said nothing and looked at Gan Long quietly.

He is wearing a single-breasted dark suit with a pink shirt and a black tie inside.

A straight suit sets off his tough figure, and a pink shirt with a lazy smile on his face looks very charming. The bright sunshine fell on his hair, and his black hair showed a faint golden color.

Ganlong suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his arms, trying to give the teenager a deep hug.

Qiao Guo took a step back and turned his head in the direction of the kitchen. "Sister, uncle is here."

Ganlongxin next sudden, feel a little bad.

Sure enough, Bridgette angrily rushed out, sighing. Why are they all wearing aprons? My brother is cute, but my sister is very cute. ...

Maybe it's because of the unfriendly looking rolling pin in her hand?

"Oh, ha, ha, ha ....." Joe's heart weighed the rolling pin in his hand, and the length and thickness were very old.

"Hey, woman, you don't have to laugh so hard!" This is an honest man Anyang who just locked the car door and came with a gift.

Qiao Xin smiled, the tone was really soft, and his right hand knocked on the palm of his left hand with a rolling pin, which looked very light.

"Very well, you realize! I will let you know what will happen if you bully my family. "

Gan Long's eyes turned to the side of the boy. Qiao Guo looked up at the clock on the wall and said, "Sister, mom will come back to cook jiaozi at 1 1. Don't mess around. "

Then he turned and walked in the direction of the kitchen, ready to wrap the rolled dough in jiaozi first.

Next is the story of a rolling pin and a woman and two men. ...

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At noon, Gan Long and Anyang were left by Joe's mother for lunch, which consisted of hot jiaozi and some delicious home-cooked dishes.

Ganlong gladly led Anyang. With An Yang, who is a little undisciplined, he was able to calm Bridgette down and keep himself well dressed and the living room furniture safe.

Anyang was silent, eating jiaozi, with tears in his eyes.

Assistant's first rule: No matter what happens, protect the star's face. ...

Gan Long chose the seat next to the boy. When he saw the teenager, he didn't pick up any food. He just quietly ate jiaozi in a bowl and occasionally looked up to answer his parents.

Gan Long couldn't help but give him a chopsticks dish.

Qiao Guo quickly glanced at the others. In addition to Bridgette, it seems that no one found the man's little affectations. He glared at the man and lowered his head to eat.

While eating jiaozi, Gan Long joked with Joe's parents and Joe's parents about how he and Joe became good friends in the hospital. He also said that Joe's mother was interested in the actress gossip 123, but her eyes kept looking at the teenagers beside her from time to time.

Jojo wrapped jiaozi and took off her apron. Now she is wearing a refreshing T-shirt and shorts, revealing slender white legs.

Watch, Gan Long's left hand under the table is a little restless. Jojo suddenly looked up and saw his one eye, but Gan Long's hand was bolder, with a delicate and smooth touch, which made him feel comfortable and wanted to sigh.

Really, I miss this person very much.

Bridgette stepped over and kicked in the middle of Ganlong's knee.

"ouch!"

Joe's mother looked at him with concern. "What's the matter?"

Qianlong smiled and said, "Nothing, Aunt, your jiaozi is really delicious."

Joe's mother smiled from ear to ear. Although she was not a fan of Qin Zi's time, it was comfortable to be praised by a handsome man for her cooking.

She is comfortable, but Joe's father is not. He glared and said, "That's because Qiao Xin rolled the dough with a rolling pin, so it's so chewy."

"Ahem ..." Hearing the words "rolling pin", Anyang choked, coughed, blushed and seemed to have tears in his eyes.

Joe's mother quickly brought him a glass of water.

Ganlong patted him on the back kindly, and suddenly felt that it was unkind to lead most of Josin's attacks to Anyang.

Look at this poor child, he has a psychological shadow.

An Yang also got a few sap on his back. At this time, he was photographed at a sore spot. He couldn't help but turn to look at Gan Long, who was in tears. "Zi Qi, can you stop being so kind to me?"

When Gan Long saw his expression, he remembered the pain he had just suffered. He took back his hand with a smile and said to his puzzled parents, "I forgot he had pimples on his back."

Joe's mother saw some pimples on Anyang's face and looked understanding. By the way, I told him what to pay attention to and what not to pay attention to, and also took Bridgette's History of Vaccination as a model to explain.

Anyang's cough is worse.

Bridgette's eyes opened wide on her now white face: "Mom!"

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Secret talk in the legendary study room.

Ganlong asked Josin how to get Qiao Guo to go home with him. After all, only Bridgette knows about him and Qiao Guo.

Bridgette glared at him angrily. "I can't let those things in your room get into the jaws of death!"

Gan Long said innocently, "That was a matter of the Qin Dynasty, not mine."

"Hum! Don't say you haven't played this idea! "

A row of black lines hung on Qianlong's forehead. "... that's the memory of Qin Zi. I've always been honest! "

Bridgette took a bite of popcorn and squinted at him in disbelief.

Ganlong shrugged. "How about wrapping that cupboard and sending it to you tomorrow?"

Bridgette some enchanted, listen to Qiao Guo paraphrased will know that those are definitely treasures. (hey! )

The room was silent, except for the sound of Bridgette knocking popcorn.

This time, she is not considering the collection, but whether to let Qiao Guo go back with him. After all, her brother's steamed stuffed bun face is thin, and she is also very distressed.

For a month after Qiao Guo returned home, he didn't go out much except for tutoring at home. I often draw in my room, all kinds of ink paintings, flowers, trees and birds, but I never draw portraits.

She asked him if he wanted to go back. He shook his head and began to move, and the ink in the pen tip fell on the unfinished painting.

She stopped talking, and it took Jojo three hours to finish this peony picture.

The blooming peony flowers vaguely saw the back shadow of a Qing man. Bridgette you see, the man's head is not the place where ink dyed black.

Bridgette sat him down on the sofa and poured him a glass of water. "Aren't you going to draw characters?"

Jojo nestled in the sofa, her head tilted slightly, and her expression was soft and quiet, as if bathed in moonlight.

"I gave him hair. Becoming a monk or not depends on his choice. "

Qiao Xin recovered from the memory and snorted. "Lucky for you, I'm going to grandma's house to borrow the washboard."

Gan Long was at a loss. He saw washboards when he traveled in the south. It is used by folk women to wash clothes, but what does this have to do with his luck?

Qiao Xin said with a straight face, "I'll persuade him about fruit and give you an answer within a week." Now, please film your play, big star. Come to my house if you have nothing to do. If the reporter shoots it, I don't know how to scribble. "

"But I miss him very much."

Going home late at night, there is no light in the room, and no teenager is curled up on the sofa covered with a thin blanket. I always feel that I have lost something.

Qiao Xin saw Gan Long's expression inexplicably unhappy now and gave him a push: "Hey, it's good to be an emperor!"

When Qianlong's expression changed, he said in an ostentatious manner, "Don't you all say that the emperor is the loneliest person in the world?"

Bridgette sobbed corners of the mouth.

"I won't really use those on him. Why is he so angry? " Gan Long felt a dull pain when he thought that the teenager just ignored himself as much as possible and refused to talk to himself.

Bridgette was silent for a long time and said, "Would you be angry if he said that he would use those on you?"? I don't care what you were like before. The most important thing for modern people to fall in love is mutual understanding and respect. If you can't learn, find someone else. Anyway, your skin looks so good now that you are naturally willing to take the bait. "

Qianlong leaned back on the sofa, thoughtful.

Bridgette stood up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

At 3: 30 in the afternoon, An Yang knocked on Qin's door and asked him to catch the notice.

Bridgette sent them to the door, and Gan Long suddenly said, "Can you help me call Xiao Qiao out?"

"He is drawing now. What is he doing? " Bridgette frown.

Qianlong smiled, his eyes full of gorgeous afternoon sunshine. "I want to talk to him."

Anyang looked at his watch anxiously.

Bridgette spread out his hand. "He doesn't like being disturbed while painting."

A little disappointed, Ganlong put his hand in his pants and followed Anyang downstairs.

When leaving the apartment building, Anyang went to start the car first, when a slightly hot wind blew, and Ganlong suddenly looked up at the window he had climbed.

My heart suddenly warmed up.

Smile, slowly clip in the corner of your mouth.