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Xia Xiqing found that Zhou Zi Yu's restaurant is very large, but it is very small compared to the table, you can only sit down six people, rectangular logs, lake blue tablecloth, all tableware is the simplest white porcelain, table Put a dark bottle of dark brown vase in the middle, insert a bouquet of white eternal flowers.

No, Xia Jiqing took a lot, found that this is not a general eternal flower, it is a specially handled folded paper folded white rose.

The nose is put on the edge of the petal and smells a rose fragrance. Xia Xiqing always feels that this flower is familiar, and it is a long time.

He is still stacked when he is young.

The last Salad Zhou Wei saw Xia Xi to grasp a paper rose, and this picture also appeared very pleasing.

"Online comments are correct, you are really beautiful." Zhou Zi salads on the table, sitting on the opposite of Xia Xiqing, "just don't talk."

"Roll." Beautifully this word is almost illegal words here in Xia Xi. Zhou Zhao did not understand, in his eyes, the five senses of Xia Xiqing were beautifully described, but the beautiful and no girl's special words.

"I am sincerity, you still don't like listening."

He is lazy and lazy and white, I have a self why, put the paper flowers into the vase, "When you are in bed, I will praise me beautiful." Missing and smirked, "At that time, I loved anything."

It is giving him a lot of swearing, "I can remember."

"Your table is so small." Xia Xiqing two arms filed, almost you can touch, "But decorate I like it very much, the aesthetics is ok."

"I used to be a big long table, but I am living alone, and most of the time is in the crew, what is very casual." Zhou Wei took the tomato fish soup in the white porcelain small bowl with paper towel. The bottom of the bowl is handed over. "I think a person has a lot of water with such a big table."

"But a person living so big house is very waste." Xia Xi did not understand his logic.

"Then you live with me?" Zhou Zhao was just a joke on his words, saying that there was a little regret in an instant, and he felt that he was too much, and he was a moment of every moment, he was grasping himself. The inch. I want to be good to him, and it is afraid that these will push him away.

The first reaction of Xia Xi and the first reaction was also stunned. He didn't come to the reaction. Zhou Zhao will come back. It is the most lonely, if you put a two dishes on a big table, you will feel very pitiful. "

Xia Xialu suddenly didn't know what to say, Zhou Zi Joji described like a life of so many years.

So he really likes to find a meal. In the past, he has always had a strange habit, do not like to sleep in the same bed afterwards, but I like to eat with people beforehand.

This looks not so lonely.

In this way, Xia Xiqing looked down at the fish soup in the bowl, and the soup was beautiful tomato red, and the warm yellow light was taken. The soup is sparkling. The fragrant nest is very, he tasted a mouth, rich tomato aroma Mix the yellowish fish, the entrance is smooth, and it is warm and warm.

Zhou Ziyi is very nervous, "How, do you drink?"

Xia Xiqing did not speak, I took the little bowl of a small bowl, and I had a bowl of empty bowl. "I have to give me a fish."

Looking at Zhou Zhanzhi gave him soup, I took a large piece of fish from the ceramic soup. I took the obvious thorn with chopsticks. Xia Xi Qing's nose is a little sour. He smashed, put a sugar. Vinegar ribs in the mouth.

"You don't drink it, wait until you eat."

"I am not a little girl." Xia Xi chews ribs in the mouth, "this ribs are delicious, crunchy, and the same thing I do."

"Frying." Zhou Zhao has changed a bowl to give him a meal, who knows that Xia Xiqing is in the rice, and it is in the fish soup.

"This is not good to eat."

"Everyday it is not good, there is nothing." Xia Xi smashed a tablespoon to pick up a table of rice in his mouth, satisfying his eyes, "I haven't eaten this for many years, soup is too good." "

Zhou Zishi asked in the probe, "I often eat it when I am a child. Your mother ..."

"My mother doesn't have a meal, her hand will only be used to appreciate the famous painting." Xia Xi Qing's tone is cold, "she is a painting collector, of course, I said that I didn't have preceded here." He smiled and pointed himself Refers to your own temple.

Regarding this topic, Zhou Zi knows that it is a mine, even if it is curious, he will not continue to ask, but he is willing to say that it is a great surprise for Zhou Zhao.

Xia Xi Qing himself turned back, "When I am in elementary school, my aunt cooking is very fish soup, because my hometown is on the side of Wuhan, the roar of the Yangtze River, but every day eats fish. But I am a kind of food. Child, then she will eat with fish soup, then sit next to me, pick mened the thorn of the fish, put it on the meal. "

"and then?"

"Didn't then." Xia Xiqing took a few o'clock, "she later gave birth to a child, and she resigned."

Zhou Ziyi stretched his hand and smashed the hair of Xia Xi. "When will I want to eat, when will I cook it." Xia Xi didn't like to be treated as a child, he grabbed the wrist of Zhou Zixi, the expression was unsettled, " Don't take care of children. "

"No, I think," Zhou Ziqi touched the side face of Xia Xiqing by his hand, "Since I don't like someone to eat, you don't like it, we can occasionally make a companion."

He said that it is discontacted, just don't want to be too eager, scare this kitten.

Xia Xi cleared his wrist, he wanted to refuse directly, this kind of appearance of this kind of comment made him feel boren and quirky. It can be so delicious, which is so delicious, so you can repent it, you will regret it, or you will not be good for you, leave yourself.

After a meal, I had slowly swallowed. After the end, Xia Xi took the initiative to make a dishwash, after all, although he didn't have this kind of live children, but it was difficult to wash the dishes than cooking. Straight down several quantities.

The self-propelled directly rejects his invitations, "there is a dishwasher." He said, "He will packed a good bowl to stand up, and you will look at the next sentence.

"The painter's hand can not be used to wash the dishes, this is a violent heaven."

Xia Xiqing strives to suppress the mouth of the mouth. He is really obeyed, Zhou Zi Yu is a pure little man, how can I do this. This is a low-level position of him to come so much, and you can't keep itself.

Unfortunately, he is not.

However, the high-level person is playing together, otherwise the story is not the end of it is too simple, not a child's fairy tale.

The Emotional World of Adults is not to call me.

It is no longer earlier after eating, and Xia Xiqing is going to take a bath back to the door. I found a series of messages when I just took a shower.

[Moral Model: Was a shower? Do you want to watch a movie? ]

[Moral Model: I bought a projector before, I have been idle, just well, I found it is not bad. ]

Xia Jiqing wiped his hair, throwing the towel and sitting on the sofa and preparing to reply him. Who knowing a call came in, it was an eight hundred years, I didn't contact him, I thought about it, Xia Xialu was still connected.

"Is there something?" Xia Xi Qing's uncle Hui has never had anything, but it means that there is no contradiction, plus he is still a Wen Wenya, and Xia Xiqing is willing to tell him two sentences.

"Xi Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time. I know that you don't like the fake garage, this process is free, I have two things to find you this time, in fact, I have a relationship with your mother, she is not very good, I think you have Time is still going to see her, of course, these are what you think. "

"I just said the second thing." Xia Xiqing suddenly wanted to smoke and touched half a day to find that he wear pajamas.

"Well, you know, your mother's Pulito Art Center has been renovated last month, ready to reopen. I received an invitation of an artistic dinner two days before, I think you are all of this art center, You will be better than me. This dinner has a lot of art world participation. Of course, there is still a businessman, and it is also helpful to the art center. "

This is said that the drip is not leaking, it is a good way to do things, but Xia Xi is clear than anyone, these reasons are not real reasons, the most important thing is that he is now known in hand, and even promotion. Xia Xiali has been used by people, but the cause of his mother, or his mother, his emotions is complicated, hate her, and pity her.

"You also know, Pulito is your mother in one hand after you, is to commemorate your birth."

Yes, it seems to be the case, and even the name is "clear" Italian. However, the final art center was also destroyed by her, and it feels a little fate.

"Xi Qing?"

"I know. I will go, but I don't do anything else." Xia Xialu is clear, "people who learn art are the most incompetent, don't count on me."

The opposite person seems to be loose, "I will give you the address for a while. You will take care of your body outside." Xi Hui suddenly, or the entertainment industry is very chaos, you are very careful. "

"Compared with my small circle, the entertainment circle is really pediatric."

Hanging up the phone, Xia Xi forgot to reply to Zhou self , he thinks if Pulito really reopen, you should not simply take the painting. But this is completely playing, which has a boss to put your own painting in your own gallery, and it sounds very flying.

People's concept is always very strange, and I always feel that art is worthwhile to linked to poor. Who will believe that the rich second generation can draw a painting?

This is also why Xia Jiqing has never said his own Bank when he is playing with people. When he created, he never mentioned his own home. Once it is mixed, it produces a subtle cheap.

After looking for a long time, I turned it out in the gap of the sofa pad, and he stared at the cigarette case for a long time, and I thought it was the last time I was lasting from Xia Zuo, the guy was forced. Quit smoking, I can't buy it before.

Xia Xiqing has consistently don't like to be boy cigarettes, I feel too uncomfortable, but I haven't pick it too. When a meal is very suitable, he puts the slender smoke pipe to ignite in the mouth, just sucked. A bit. The mobile phone suddenly rang, but I thought that I didn't finish it, I found that I was self-satisfied, and I just thought that I just didn't finish it with him.

There are two bursts in the double bursting, a blue mush, close to the mouth of the peach. Xia Jiqing took a bite, hit blue beads, and the cold mint was wrapped in smooth tobacco, and the hair was not dried. The brain was stunned, like a nerve, it was a nerve. It's soon released, and the pores of the body open.

"Hey?"

I don't know why, Zhou Zhizhu listened to the summer of the summer, the sound of the summer is lazy, so that it is like. He coughed, "How do you take a shower? What?"

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"..."

"Laissing you." Xia Xi lazy lazy lazy twice, cool and scattered, he is refreshing in the sofa armrest, at this time, I remembered the invitation of Zhou Zhuang, but he is not interested in the movie, but it is very wanted to see Look at something else.

"I don't want to watch movies. Do you have a TV series that you have time? I want to see."

Zhou Zhao was coughing a few times, "What is the good look ..."

"I want to see." Xia Xi cleared a shallow smoking ring, leaned out the slender hand, caught one, the smoke fled in him.

The phone is a century. He doesn't remind, smoke quietly, a smoke is a third, and Zhou Zhao has ended this game, and it is difficult to make a compromise.

Until Xia Xiqing stepped on Zhou Shuwei's slippers, when the white cigarette appeared in his door, the expression on Zhou Zhiyi is still very difficult. Xia Xialu is clear, it is happy, take the smoke to the fingers, and smashed a self-smruple ear.

"To see Zhou Zhuang children."

"To shut up."

However, Xia Xi did not expect that Zhou Ziyi said that the projector is actually in his bedroom. If it is someone else, he will definitely feel that this kind of invitation is not to have a heart, but it is Zhou self , then it is definitely a movie.

His bed is facing a big blank wall, Zhou Zone to find a very old box from a room, and put a few hard drives.

"I have never seen it." Zhou Ziyi's tone still has a little observiest, and Xia Xiqing followed down, touch his head, "Isn't it just right, let's review your little cute period.

He looked up, his eyes were a little terrible, and Xia Xiqing didn't say much, and he knew that the light car was on the ground.

"I can't turn the lights." The projector is on, and Zhou Zhao is still unassured.

Xia Xi Qing's face is calm, "Nothing."

The darkness of the darkness, the projection, the illusion of the illusion blocks the smooth flow, those lights like the water in the sun, shoot the beautiful colors in the body of Zhou Zi, so that Xia Ji is a little heart.

If this body can become a paper, you should draw a stunning work.

The soft bed collapsed, and Zhou Zhao sat on him.

"Why do you want to watch a movie?" Xia Xiqing faced his face, seeing the light transparent, the eyelashes of Zhou Zi, like the wings, like faded, very nice.

"I will enter the group immediately. It is estimated that there will be no more free time. I originally found a foreign film, the protagonist is also AIDS people, I want to see what others play, but I am a little caused by it. Yu. Zhou Ziyou is on the pillow, "I will feel better."

Said so many, actually talk nonsense. Just think more about it and he is with him.

Xia Xi nodded, there was a child in the projector's picture, wearing a small strap pants, sound milk, he smiled at once, "Is this when you are you?"

Zhou Zhao thought about it, "Six years old, the year."

"It's love." Xia Xi stared at Zhou Shuo, and looked at the children in the picture, trying to confirm the similarities between them. Zhou Zi Zhao was ashamed, and Xia Xialu was clear to his face. "Look at your TV, don't look at me."

"It's your TV." Xia Xiqing laughed. Zhou Ziyi felt that there was a fruit taste around him, not the taste of the end of Xia Xiqing, he was confused, "Are you changing your shower gel?"

"No," Xia Xi is so fast, "You are talking about the smoke." Although it takes, you can stare at the beautiful little boy on the screen, the six-year-old Xiao Zhou self-timer is the smallest home. The little young master, there are two sisters, there are two sisters, this will be put on him to go to the floor, the brother's scene, the sound is crisp and sweet, like a small peach.

Still childhood, but also soft.

"Smoke? Do you say that the fragrance is smoke?"

I know that this baby has not seen the world. Xia Xiqing took directly to him, "Try?"

Zhou Zi refused, "I still have to count, I don't smoke."

"Hey." Xia Xiqing's attention has finally transferred from the small week, and he has a face of his face, "Five good youth."

He has this kind of vast taste from small, likes to play and bring bad tods.

"I don't like this easy addictive thing, and it is not good for the body." Zhou Ziyi explained a plate, who knew that Xia Xi cleared the smoke and sat down directly, and the legs were separated from his shoulders on his body, mouth The pink baking beads were bullied by him, and the fresh water peach fragrance was inserted into the lungs.

Xia Xi cleared the cigarette, blowing a beautiful smoke ring, watching the smoke spread on the face of the weeks, and the flow ... line melting. The fingers clamping the cigarette pinch the Zhou self-lost chin and kissed it.

The cold sweet smoke was over the past and completed a psychedelic handover.

Honey peaches, mint, cigarettes.

Tongwanging light, child-sensitive and soft tone, sticky close kiss.

"Looking at my eyes and say it again."

Soft lips grind desire.

"Do you like addictive?"