After dinner, Lan Jingyu went upstairs and knocked on Lan Shan's door casually, "If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."
The door opened quickly, and Lanshan came out wearing a facial mask.
"Lan Jingyu, I advise you to be polite to me."
Lan Jingyu chuckled and leaned against the door frame, "We haven't seen each other for a few days. Do you want my brother to beat you again?"
Lan Shan rolled her eyes at him, went into the room, got something and threw it to him.
Lan Jingyu caught it accurately.
He opened it, looked at it, and casually threw it on the shelf next to the door, "I have a copy in the trash can."
Lan Shan: "You didn't need it yesterday, but you may not need it today."
Lan Jingyu: "Don't imitate those old guys in the company and speak in plain English."
Lan Shan took off her mask and threw her phone to him, "See for yourself."
Lan Jingyu clicked on her phone and found that it was a group chat with thousands of messages.
He glanced twice and then frowned.
Lan Shan came over and said: "Lan Jingyu, you are not very charming. How long has it been, Miss Fried Liver is still thinking about others."
She poked at the screen and said, "It's spread all over the circle, and now everyone is waiting to see her joke. What's the matter with you?"
Lan Jingyu threw the phone back, his displeasure etched on his face.
He turned around and went back to his room without saying a word.
Lan Shan followed up and kept chattering, "Hey, you talk to her, she's sexy, she's coercive, what's wrong with her? Anyway, you're an exile, and if that doesn't work, you can just do it, right? You first
How embarrassing would it be if Gong Shiheng didn't go or rejected her when the time came to stabilize the person and tell her not to go?"
She said it tactfully and straightforwardly, but Lan Jingyu didn't stop in front of her and went straight back to the room.
Lan Shan was blocked by the door, put her hands on her hips, and attacked through the door.
"Lan Jingyu! Are you going? If you can't, I'll grab it for you!"
There was no movement inside.
Lan Shan was speechless and could only turn around and go back.
room
Lan Jingyu opened a bottle of wine with some irritation, and when he opened the refrigerator, he saw the candy made by Li Ying.
Tsk.
It’s okay to cry, but what should I do if I cry so hard after losing someone?
He closed the refrigerator door forcefully, regretting for the first time in his life that he should not have deceived that little fool.
I filled half a glass of cold beer and went inside to take a quick shower.
When I came out, I got my phone and saw Li Ying's message.
——Uncle Lan, thank you for your dress/smile/
She sent a laughing emoticon, but Lan Jingyu felt unhappy even through the screen.
He wiped his hair and slid his fingers quickly on the screen.
"That day..."
After thinking about it, I deleted it.
As soon as I deleted it, a message came from the other side.
"Uncle, what are you editing? You haven't posted it for a long time, so what are you doing!"
Lan Jingyu: "..."
He curled his lips and sat down on the balcony chair.
“I wanted to find an emoji as ugly as you, but I couldn’t find one that ugly after looking for a long time.”
Li Ying posted a spitting emoticon, "Put it down, I bet a pack of spicy strips, your emoticon library will definitely not have more than twenty emoticons."
Lan Jingyu: "Look down on people?"
As he spoke, he quickly opened the emoticon library and sent a dozen in a row.
Li Ying: "You actually have this set of emoticons? Shocked.jpg."
Lan Jingyu: "What you are playing with is the leftovers from your brother's play, press your head.jpg."
Li Ying sent a pouty emoticon, and after a while, asked: "Hey, are you really not going that day?"
Lan Jingyu looked at the screen, threw away the towel in his hand, and said, "What? You want me to support you?"
Li family
Li Ying looked at the words on the screen and couldn't help but look at the gift box on the dressing table, feeling a little inexplicable.