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In the morning, the sun sweeps the window, golden halo, a piece of misty.

When Shuluo opened his eyelashes, the hour hand and minute hand pointed to nine o'clock. Jerome next to him was still sleeping soundly, but he was not sleepy at all. Jerome sleep is very dishonest, ah, Shuluo very speechless to take his big foot from his poor stomach. No wonder when he had nightmares, he always felt as if he was being pressed by something Er

After the grooming, Shiloh came.

"Second brother, are you free today? Shall we go shopping? "

Shiloh sat at the table and poured a glass of milk and handed it to him. Shuluo was stunned. He didn't have any appetite after taking the milk. Today, he really didn't know what to do. In fact, he was not interested in anything.

"Let's go, second brother." Helo took his arm in an unyielding way.

"Well." He nodded. Most of the time, he is a very stuffy person, so stuffy that you can take him as a shadow floating in the air, quietly. When he is no longer interested in himself, people around him will always have the greatest influence on him. If no one paid any attention to him, he could be locked up in a house for a whole day, a week, or a whole year, or when he began to exile himself, he could be locked up in a castle all his life.

"Oh, that's great. Thank you for your company."

Helo stood on tiptoe and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. His face is so thin and handsome, and the silent appearance of a pair of Jinglan always hurt her heart.

Jerome heard the noise and got up from the bed. "I'm going out, too."

Jerome stepped forward, hugged sullow, faced Shiloh and began to propose, "let's go out of here three of us. For a long time, we didn't go out shopping together! By the way, I'm going to buy a lot of clothes, the latest Apple touch, and... "

Life in his philosophy is - when you can spend money like soil, you should strive to spend money like soil!

Helo covered her nose and couldn't stand Jerome's loud voice and the smell of smoke: "brother, can you go and wash it first?"

"What's the matter?"

Jerome's eyes widened.

"You have bad breath!"

Jerome's face turned red and began to protest: "you're talking nonsense. I'm nearest to Shuluo. Why doesn't he look like you?" With that, he pressed his big mouth to his poor brother-in-law.

Shuluo's forehead gathered large black veins - ah, why is big brother always so bad + idiot. In fact, I was forced to speak.

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