after calling and returning to the room, Yang Guo was not sleepy at all, and his head was full of fangbeibei's frowns and smiles. I don't want to read books and do translation. Since I come to travel, I have to look like a tourist.
Simply, Yang Guo played with Weibo, sent photos of the starry sky in Yangshuo, and brushed comments. Seeing an Aite's microblog, Yang Guocai remembered that he had told netizens that Qi Qi was a guest star in the micro film before, but now that "never thought" has been released, he has not given everyone an answer!
Several careful netizens have found it after watching "never thought", and Yang Guo finally sent a new Weibo with video screenshots and several Studio Photos. His Weibo is now one of the distribution centers of Qiqi fans - the second is Qiqi's post bar. After Yang Guo posted his Weibo, there were hundreds of replies and forwarding within a few minutes.
On the contrary, his personal microblog - the previous picture of the starry sky, the desolation there is in sharp contrast to the heated discussion here. Yang Guo scratched his head. He didn't know what to say except envy, jealousy and hatred.
Playing, the door suddenly opened. Yang Guo sensitively noticed it, looked up and found that song Zhiwen tiptoed in carrying something.
"Asleep?" Song Zhiwen asked in a low voice.
Yang Guo nodded, and then song Zhiwen pulled him out of the balcony to talk.
"What did you buy?" Yang Guo asked with a smile, "didn't you go to the show?"
"Hey, don't mention it." Song Zhiwen said gloomily, "I went there and looked. The notice said it would not rain."
"Ah? It's raining over there? I haven't seen a drop of rain here." Yang Guo asked strangely.
"No! Just because it rained for a while in the afternoon, they quit." Song Zhiwen shook his head. "Later, I went to the West Street for a stroll. The bar there has a lot of ethnic customs, but there are more foreigners."
"I bought some embroidered aprons of Zhuang nationality. They are very beautiful. Do you want them?" Song Zhiwen turned over the things he brought back, and finally took out a small plastic bottle and said, "by the way, I heard that the cold tea here is very smart, and I also bought a small bottle. Do you want Qiqi to try?"
Sometimes, folk prescription earthwork is very effective in treating some minor ailments. Hearing song Zhiwen's words, Yang Guo was quite moved. However, after thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "forget it, don't ask her to get up. Besides, I don't know what to boil here. Who knows if it's suitable for children?"
"Should be no problem, I asked, adults and children can drink..." Song Zhiwen replied with a little hesitation, but finally he put it down, "listen to you, Qiqi is really a little small."
"Look!" Song Zhiwen suddenly took out a large plastic bag and said, "I also bought tianluoniang, the most famous local food here. Our brothers eat tianluoniang and drink some wine today."
Song Zhiwen first took out a large plastic box and opened it. There were at least three kilograms of fried snails in it. The snails here were different from those eaten by Yang Guo when he was a child. Each one was almost as big as his thumb. Just after opening the plastic box sealed in the bag, the rich spicy sauce fragrance came to his nose.
"Did you forget? I don't drink." Yang Guo watched song Zhiwen slip out three bottles of beer and laughed.
"Didn't forget, otherwise, how could I only get three back?" Song Zhiwen waved his hand and said. Indeed, three beers are not enough for song Zhiwen to plug his teeth.
"Yours is here." Song Zhiwen took out a bottle of apple vinegar again, "poor God, after you quit drinking, you can only drink this kind of sissy drink."
"Fuck you!" Yang Guo was teased by song Zhiwen and couldn't laugh or cry, "sissy, that's your choice!"
In a strange city, in a strange environment, under the starry sky, "clang", Yang Guo took apple vinegar and song Zhiwen's beer, touched the bottle, and the two began to eat.
"Mosquito, how long has it been since our brother drank and talked like this?" Yang Guo asked with a smile.
"One year... More than three months!" Song Zhiwen calculated for a while and said unhappily, "since you have a daughter, you don't pay attention to your brothers anymore! Pay more attention to sex than friends!"
"Haha!" Yang Guo laughed and said, "do you still want to compare with Qiqi? It's impossible. No one can replace Qiqi in my mind."
Yang Guo pinched a large snail with his fingers and sucked it gently. The fresh and tender snail meat and fragrant soup inside were all in the mouth. The snail wine here is not just snail meat in the shell. Before cooking, the snail meat will be taken out, supplemented by other spices and minced meat, and then stuffed back.
Yang Guo smashed his mouth happily and said, "delicious!" It's so delicious. Why doesn't Zhonghua on the tip of the tongue list this?
"Your primary school sister can't?" After drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, song Zhiwen frowned and asked.
Yang Guo was stunned. He thought carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't know, at least not for now." Although Fang Beibei's weight in Yang Guo's heart is getting heavier and heavier, she still can't shake Qiqi's position.
If Qiqi is compared to the indispensable right hand, Fang Beibei is gradually becoming Yang Guo's left hand, and the right hand is what his heart wants. Not only Qiqi needs his father, but Yang Guo also needs Qiqi to support his life.
The left hand represented by Fang Beibei is not as important as the right hand, but if you really give it up, it will also be a pain of regret.
"Then the problem comes!" Song Zhiwen laughed, "if primary school sister and Qiqi fall into the water at the same time, who will you save first?"
Hearing this rotten Street problem, Yang Guo was stunned.
"Don't say that primary school girls are from Dongshan University, so they will meet water!" Song Zhiwen said before Yang Guo spoke.
Yang Guo smiled. This Terrier had been played by them many times in school. The swimming standard examination of Dongshan university is a nightmare for all students who can't swim.
"I think," Yang Guo really thought carefully and said, "no matter who I choose, she will push me to Qiqi!"
Song Zhiwen had never heard such an answer before. He was stunned for a moment, raised the bottle and took two gulps, laughing, "I finally understand how you like that primary school girl so much! Tut Tut, Xue Qing lost well."
Yang Guo smiled and did not refute.
What song Zhiwen said was indeed one of the reasons, but it was not the most important decisive factor. After thinking for more than a month, Yang Guocai clarified Fang Beibei's problem at that time. He liked Beibei above because of Qiqi, but as time went on, he changed from like to love because of fangbeibei's kindness and innocence.
Also because of love, he gradually fell in love with the time with Fang Beibei, which had the flavor of home. For single men who are tired of taking care of Qiqi every day, it is even more intoxicating than money.
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