MTL - Guide on How to Fail at Online Dating-Chapter 83

I noticed that the rain on my hand dampened his hair, and collected his hand to Huai, and waited quietly for him to answer.

Jing Huan held the doorknob and finally found his voice. He asked him with his broken voice: "Brother... How do you know that I live here?"

To Huaizhi said: "Lu Hang said."

In fact, when the two of them came back together, they observed it specially to Huai. After Jinghuan walked into the building, it took less than a few minutes for the lights on this floor to light up.

However, it seems that there is some abnormality in this matter.

So simply push all the way to Lu Hang.

Jing Huan "Oh" gave a cry.

Handed the gift box to Huai.

Jing Huan took over and panicked, didn't look at it at first glance, said: "Thank you."

grass.

What is this?

Say, I am sick and go to surrender! Why come to the door now to catch people! ! !

Jing Huan swallowed water, and the tingling from the throat made him completely awake.

I squinted at Huai’s eyes and opened the door slightly, then shook the bag on my hand.

I don't know why this person noticed and did not show him a show, and he played with Huai.

He said: "Lu Hang has a fever. I bought him a fever-reducing medicine. Since you are sick, give it to you first."

"..."

Fever a ghost.

Just not happy with me next time!

I know that this is the medicine that was sent to him by Huai Zhi. Jing Huan took the scalp and took it. "How nice, thank you."

Jing Huan, you must be calm.

I am oblivious.

As long as your acting skills are good enough, the fist to Huaizhi will not be enough for you.

Wearing a dark green coat to Huai, the color is getting darker because of the rain.

After knowing that he was ill, Jing Huan closed the window and pulled the curtains. He didn’t know that it was raining outside.

"Are you raining?" Jing Huan said, "Is there an umbrella?"

His original intention is to borrow an umbrella from Huai.

But when he had not finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Well," said Huai, "Is the place to hide from the rain?"

Jing Huan: "..."

Hey! ! !

For a moment, Jinghuan goose bumps came out -

How to do.

What should I do with the game client that is open on my computer.

This **** wants me to play.

This is the Oscar winner and he can't play it! ! !

Reject it.

Drive people away!

Just said that he is sick now! Said the room is dirty enough to see people! It is inconvenient to say that he is cohabiting with others!

Asked Huai: "Well?"

"..." Jing Huan’s heart pounded, his face remained calm, and then he opened the door like he was, and slowly opened the door. “Okay, of course.”

Stepping into one of Huai's, I saw a shoe rack that was halfway up to his waist. Every one of them was filled with sneakers, both of which were expensive.

The man is born to be more awkward than the girl. On the ground before the entrance, there are still a few pairs that can’t be put on, and they are set aside.

Although it looks messy, there is no smell in the air.

Jing Huan wanted to give Huaizhi a pair of slippers, looking down for a long time, only to think of a pair of slippers at home.

So he took off his shoes: "I have a pair of shoes, you are barely dressed."

"No, you wear it yourself." The eyes of Huai are still on the shoe cabinet, and they seem to inadvertently ask, "Do you like shoes very much?"

The words of the answer rushed to the mouth, and were swallowed back by Jing Huan.

He stood in place and his back was stiff.

Wait a minute……

Did he still have a divorced girl who lived in poverty and lived in poverty? ? ?

I looked at Huai for a while and I understood it.

The shoes at the top of the shoe cabinet are the most expensive, the cheap ones are at the bottom, and the ones that are placed outside are expensive. They are often worn.

Jing Huan’s ears are hot and squeeze out: “These are high imitation goods.”

Asked Huai: "Aunt and aunt are also willing to let you wear high imitation?"

"..."

He forgot to see his parents to Huai.

Jing Huan felt that she was a little colder.

I want to lie, but the more I say the more outrageous.

To Huai Zhiwei invisibly smacked his mouth and did not continue to tease him: "Go to the medicine first."

The pot of hot water that Jing Huan cooked was almost at the end. He poured a cup to Huai, and walked out of the kitchen to look at it, sitting on the sofa with Huai, and his eyes on his computer screen.

Jing Huan almost took the unstable cup.

day.

Why did he have to map the house and rent this house without a bedroom?

The house rented by Jingxun only separates the toilet and the kitchen. The bed, sofa and computer are all in the living room. It looks like the atmosphere is comfortable. It is the type of apartment he likes.

It is regret now, very regretful.

He forced himself to put the cup in front of Huai.

"You just drenched in the rain, drink some hot..."

"You are still playing Jiu Xia?"

The air is quiet.

Jing Huan’s breathing was not consciously quick.

"Just play casually." Jing Huan coughed a few times, arbitrarily picked up the medicine on the table and forcibly opened the subject. "Do you eat a few?"

Take a look back at Huai, take out a small rectangular box from the plastic bag, and take a look at it, it is an ear thermometer.

Jing Huan reached out and stopped him: "No need to dismantle, this..." I have.

Jing Huan, what are you doing?

Your body temperature can't measure your body temperature! !

Looking up at Huai: "Well?"

"This..." I remembered that I had lied in the last hour, and Jing Huan took a deep breath. "I won't use it."

When he did not speak to Huai, he threw the manual to the side, turned his head with a protective hood, and raised his hand to pinch the ear of Jing Huan.

The tip of the finger is still cold, and Jing Huan feels that the ear is numb and subconsciously wants to hide.

Reaching Huaizhi and holding his neck.

"Don't move." He held the ear thermometer and determined that he could use it and stuffed the front end into the ear.

Jinghuan sat on the sofa and suddenly did not know where to put his hands and feet.

Jing Huan grew up from small to large. Although it is not a big brother, it is also a small bully. During the rebellious period, he did not provoke others, and others did not dare to provoke him. Whether it was a fight or a test, he didn't panic.

At this moment, he felt that his face could take the fried eggs.

Fuck.

Is this the price of lying?

Laozi is wrong, and Lao Tzu will never dare any more.

The ear thermometer needle may only be placed in his ear for ten seconds or even shorter, but Jing Huan feels that it is longer than the one hundred minutes of the college entrance examination.

Then I heard the people around me calmly, and read nothing: "38 degrees 9."

Jing Huan was surprised: "So high?"

Dang down to Huai.

On the upper line of sight, the Jinghuan pupil earthquake, a panic in my heart.

"When I woke up, I didn't get to 38 degrees yet," Jing Huan opened his eyes. "Really."

Throw the protective cover into the trash can and remove the pill box.

"This two tablets at a time, eat when you have a fever." Slim to the finger of Huai, while saying that the medicine is squeezed from the package into the small box.

"This time twice a day, one tablet at a time, eat every day."

Jing Huan stared at his finger, and the hand to Huai was really good. He felt like a man. Long and straight.

"This..." He yelled at Huai, "Are you listening?"

Jing Huan returns to God: "Of course!"

Until the medicine was eaten, Jing Huan felt that his performance was a little bit sensational.

Since he was sensible, he has never let anyone wait for him to take medicine.

Watching him take the medicine, he took out a piece of paper to Huai, and wiped it twice on the forehead.

Jing Huan responded: "I am going to get you a towel."

"No, it’s already done."

The rain was getting bigger outside, and the raindrops hit the glass, making a crackling sound.

What Jing Huan just wanted to say, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

He unlocked it and it was a WeChat phone.

From the autumn maple.

The two of them glanced at each other. Jing Huan’s response was extremely fast, and the phone was hung up with lightning speed.

grass!

This is the legendary 趁 I am sick to kill my life! ! !

Autumn Maple:?

Autumn Maple: Has the takeaway been taken? Hang up time is up, come back and hang it again.

Hanging machine in Jiuxia has a round limit. If it is more than forty rounds, you have to click the button again, otherwise the character will stay where it is.

"Take-away?" Eye-catching to Huai, it is blatant.

"Well, I called for medicine and errands. I haven’t come yet..."

Jing Huan knocked on the burning gaze on the right side.

Xiaojing: You kicked me!

Autumn Maple: Ah, nothing, how long are you still? I am waiting for you, anyway, the ten-minute wild monster is also finished, not yet refreshed.

Xiaojing: Don't wait for me!

Xiaojing: I kicked me directly!

Laozi can't go back today!

Autumn Maple: What happened to you?

Qiu Feng: Don't worry, I just looked at my eyes and I am looking forward to hanging up in Penglai. I can't catch them [blinking] [shy]

? ? ?

Hello? ? ?

What is the matter between us that needs to be caught by Huai? ? ?

What crimes do I have with you, do you want to retaliate against me? ? ?

Jing Huan didn't want to go back and locked the screen directly.

Take a look at the contents of Huai, and then ask: "What tasks are you doing?"

"..." Jing Huan muted the phone, "Sweeping the wild map."

After that, he added another sentence, "It’s a team of people who are brushing. I can’t grab the blame. Just see the people in the gang, I just got off the bus.”

Asked Huai: "Don't you hang it again?"

Jing Huan shook his head: "It’s too much trouble to hang up for forty rounds... and I have to rest for a while, don’t brush it first.”

The screen of the mobile phone is always on, and all the above is the news of Qiufeng.

Autumn Maple: Haha, joking.

Qiu Feng: If you don't give me the number, I will help you.

Qiu Feng: What kind of materials do you want? I see if I have a lot.

Lao Tzu does not want anything.

roll!

Jing Huan couldn't help it, and reached out and put the phone back on the table.

He was just about to speak, and the people around him stood up.

"Although I haven't played for a long time, I will hang up," said Huai. "Nothing, you go to sleep, I will help you brush."

Jing Huan’s big eyes, subconsciously want to grab his sleeves and stop, did not stop.

To Huai’s legs, he walked to the front of the computer in two steps. He shook his mouse and the computer standby interface disappeared instantly.

Hold Hua's mouse to Huai, and skillfully turn on the hook mode: "Do you play the female number?"

Jing Huan: "..."

Jing Huan said tragically: "The male equipment is expensive, and the female number is more economical..."

Looking down at Huai’s line of sight, I suddenly “oh” aloud: “I am still married.”

Jing Huan wrinkled his face: "Well, just..."

He has been stuck for a long time and can't think of a reasonable excuse.

So he struggled to get up and walked behind to Huai, "I will come by myself, don't bother you."

At this time, the sound of autumn maple came from the sound.

Qiufeng “snapped” and said: “Is Xiaojingjing back?”

Qiu Feng used a sound card, which is the standard **** male voice. The "small landscape" that came out of his mouth and the one that came out of the road were completely different.

Especially Jinghua today is not comfortable with headphones, especially the speakers, the effect is more obvious.

Jing Huan's eyelids jumped very lightly.

When he just wanted to say something, he saw that suddenly he pressed f5, the talking button in the game.

His scalp was numb, he didn't want to bend down, and he slammed his microphone and said, "Don't, brother..."

I opened a 100% voice changer! ! !

I have been shameless, and I can't let you follow the shame! ! !

Looking at Huai’s movement, he looked up at him.

Seeing that he released f5, Jing Huan also vomited: "Brother, I am this wheat..."

Asked Huai: "Do you know your brother?"

Jing Huan: "..."

what?

and many more?

I just called my brother? ? ?

Jing Huan was suddenly sluggish and began to think slowly.

"I said that I suddenly stuttered," he squinted. "Do you believe?"

He raised his eyebrows at Huai’s silent voice.

"That's all right." Jinghuan dying but only gave up in two seconds.

He can't play anymore.

"Continue," said Huaizhi, holding the bracket of the microphone and asking, "What happened to this wheat."

"Just, open, what?"

"Which?"

Jing Huan said with a word: "Change... sounder."

The house was silent, leaving only the heat of the computer and squeaking.

Jing Huan is going to burst.

But this is his own death, no wonder who. He swallowed swallowing, clenched clothes: "! I'm sorry, you ...... you beat me."

It was amused by Huai Zhi’s appearance as a death.

But he did not show it on the surface.

He indulged for a moment, moved the microphone away, and got up and said, "Well, you close your eyes."

The heart of the scene sank, and then closed his eyes with enthusiasm.

He bit his teeth and other fists, when the eyes were dark, all the emotions swarmed, screaming, panicking, afraid... and sad.

He doesn't know what he is upset.

Is not afraid of being beaten, just think about it, to beat him is to Huai ......

It is not a taste.

After waiting for ten seconds, there was still no movement. Jing Huan was so annoyed that it was like a knife on his head. It was hard to bear.

He couldn't help but look at it, his eyelids hadn't had time to pick it up, and a warmth covered his cheek.

It is the palm of the boy's hand, very light and lightly licking his face, this force, let alone hit, and even the shot is not counted - really want to describe, it is better to say, touch, or "caress."

When his father was a child, he often touched his hair like this.

But he also thinks that it seems to be a little more than his father's.

As for what is more, he can't say it.

He only knows that his heart is thundering at this moment, louder than the rain outside, as if the whole world can hear it.

"Okay, blink of an eye."

Jing Huan slowly swallowed his eyes and his eyes were awkward.

that's it?

Is it finished?

Jing Huan stood incredibly, and some doubted that he was dreaming.

Sitting back on the chair to Huai, in the game, Qiu Feng was still sending a message in the chat box, asking if Jing Huan was closing the wheat, why didn’t he talk.

I swept the chat to Huai, and asked the people around me: "Can you leave the team, don't want to see him nonsense."

Jing Huan was smashed back to God, and he did not want to think: "Can."

As long as you are happy.

You let me open to him.

The author has something to say: Autumn Maple:?

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