Zhou Qiao yawned a big yawn, and Lu Yiming was just lying on the table and fell asleep. He wondered what Song Yi did and was so scared that the girl could not come out of his house.

Although he had a deep understanding of his shamelessness and shamelessness, he was still curious about how shameless he could be.

He guessed for a while, and finally saw the door of No. 48 open.

Holding hands.

Wo Ri? He slapped Lu Yiming suddenly, "Damn, look! I'm shameless."

Lu Yiming opened his eyes in a daze and said "fuck" too.

"I didn't realize that Old Songpao is actually a master."

Through the wide river, the sour smell of love has come to my face.

Love is not unusual, but Song Yi is strange. What's even more strange is that he actually jumped three times, directly crossed the stage of mutual understanding and testing, and directly soaked the girl.

"Fuck, I won't watch it anymore. I'm so sleepy here. He's warm and soft and soft. I don't want to torture myself."

Song Yi is indeed proud of his youth now.

He relied on his legs and feet to "inconvenient", and hugged and hugged him. Anyway, since he was used to all kinds of contacts with him, he held his arm considerately and helped him walk. The two of them were walking like young couples, and they were waving to the glasses shop.

Optometry, glasses, and it took twenty minutes to get it done.

Because Mengzhi was very picky, he sometimes despised this one to look bad, and sometimes he despised that one to be too ugly. He finally chose one, which was still a metal frame, and was placed on the bridge of his nose, and inexplicably had a unique temperament of a gentle and scum.

Mengzhi smiled and poked his face, "You look so perverted!"

Song Yi narrowed his eyes, "Don't say this casually."

"Um?"

Song Yi smiled and did not answer.

Time seemed to pass quickly. The two of them walked around the supermarket for a while, went back to Minzhi and took a nap. When they woke up, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Yi is preparing dinner.

Minzhi was waiting in the living room while watching TV.

Dinner was steak, and Song Yi opened a bottle of red wine.

Then the problem that had troubled Song Yi for a century was solved. He kept thinking about how to make the night more natural.

Then I got drunk...
Chapter completed!