One Pet Gets Married

"I'm sorry. You didn't raise them to eat them originally?" At this time, Tang Youan also put down his chopsticks.

"Ah? How could they be raised by me," Song Xici stared at her, slapped her forehead again, "They are my pets, my pets!"

"Sorry, I have never raised pets. I only raised chickens with Master, and I still raised them to slaughter and eat..." Although Tang Youan explained, he still felt that he really stabbed a huge hornet's nest this time. It's not far off.

"I don't want to talk about it now." Song Xici waved his hand.

Although she doesn't really like fish farming, she just likes to eat fish very much. But these three expensive fish were given by her mother when she passed away last month. Each symbolizes happiness, fame and fortune.

After all, it was given by relatives, and it was very rare. The gift was prepared very carefully, and the fish could have lived longer, but it was slaughtered in a blink of an eye. If you say you don't feel about it, you don't feel angry, that's a fake.

He also said that she was missing her in his life. According to Song Xici, it was because she was missing her own mother.

"You eat first, I'll watch TV." Song Xici stood up and supported the table, suppressing his full anger, then turned and walked two steps.

"Xi Ci?" Tang Youan also stood up and walked forward, "I..."

"Please keep a distance of one meter away from me. I just said it last night. You forgot about it now?!" Song Xici turned around and pointed to her.

"Don't dare to forget." Tang Youan looked down at the ground.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the room first."

"Wait a minute." But at this moment, Tang Youan suddenly stopped her.

"What?" Song Xici tilted her head slightly.

"Xi Ci, you are not happy, I can tell." Tang Youan said.

"I'm not unhappy, I just want to have a good rest on my own. I'm really tired of filming these days, and I will return to the crew tomorrow." After Song Xi's resignation, he really turned around and went back to the room. go with.

Hearing this, Tang Youan let out a sigh of relief. He didn't want to eat anymore, so he stood up, picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen angrily.

After cleaning, Tang Youan walked to the living room again, stood in front of the fish tank, stood silently, watching it steadily.

I don't know how long it took. After Song Xici complained to Meng Menglian Mai in the room, he got a little thirsty, so he opened the room and prepared to pour water.

After coming out, Tang Youan was found standing upright next to the fish tank, her tofu heart was instantly crushed into dregs.

"What are you doing there?" Song Xici walked over to her and asked.

"Repent." Tang Youan said softly.

After listening to Song Xici, he suddenly choked, and then clasped his hands in front of him: "It's okay, really...you didn't mean it..."

Hearing this, Tang Youan turned his head to look at her, but sighed.

So Song Xici snapped his fingers, rubbed his head and smiled: "Oh, yes! Have you remembered all the things that you asked you to remember before?"

Tang Youan nodded: "Remember. When you weren't up today, I memorized the general things in my head again. It's just that the way of speaking was changed occasionally and I didn't call it over."

"Okay, it's okay, take your time. Then let's learn something new today, don't let people find out that you can't even open this thing in the future," Song Xici stepped aside and picked up the remote control. Aiming at the TV and pressing it, "This is called a TV. After turning it on, you can watch TV shows and shows. I told you in advance that there is not really someone inside, it means that someone has acted and then It’s the same as it’s shown on TV. Maybe you don’t know what it means to be recorded... Anyway, don’t get too excited. You will also act in the future, so you have to see how others acted."

"Good." Tang Youan nodded.

So Song Xici opened a channel with a smile.

However, as soon as I clicked it on, I saw a woman hugging another woman's waist, and after whispering "I love you", the two kissed.

"This..." Tang Youan narrowed his eyes.

"Really!" Song Xi was taken aback, and hurriedly changed the channel.

And this time, it was an ancient female king who stood behind a woman and put her hand on the woman's white neck...

"Ah..." Tang Youan's eyes widened.

"Fuck, fuck!" Song Xi turned off the TV right away.

So Tang Youan turned his head again and looked at her inexplicably.

"So what, I'll do the math. Compared to watching TV, today is more suitable for teaching you how to use modern social high-tech technology for shopping, that is, shopping." Song Xici put down the remote control, folded his arms and closed his eyes. Said.

"Yeah." Tang Youan watched the TV that had gone dark, then watched Song Xici again.

"Okay, let's all put on some thick clothes, and we will set off later." After Song Xici finished speaking, he stood up.

However, at this moment, Tang Youan stopped Song Xici suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Song Xici asked.

"I, I don't know how to wear a sleazy dress, and I haven't found where it is." Tang Youan raised his hand to caress the collar of the shirt she had modeled on Song Xici yesterday, and looked at Song Xici.

At this time, Song Xici noticed the faint bump on Tang Youan's chest.

"Hey, it doesn't matter. Anyway, although your place is not small, it is not very big. You wear thick clothes in winter. You don't wear underwear, that is, you can't see a lot of clothes," Song Xici said. , Paused again, "But...you really have to teach you this skill, otherwise what should I do in the future? Let's go, come with me."

Thinking of this, Song Xici waved at her, and then the two walked into Tang Youan's room one after another.

Opening the cloakroom, Song Xici looked at his chin for a while, and opened a drawer in a short lower body. His slender white fingers nodded in it. Finally, he took out a gray-purple underwear and turned his head to look at Tang Youan: "You take off your clothes first."

After listening to Tang Youan, he was slightly startled: "Take it off?"

"How do you dress without taking off?" Song Xici asked her while holding her underwear.

"Yes." Tang Youan lowered his head, stretched out his plain hand, and unbuttoned the first button of his clothes, revealing his white neck and graceful and beautiful collarbone.

Immediately afterwards, that hand continued to dig down and unbuttoned the third button, so that the spring light on his chest faintly protruded from the gap in the clothes.

"Wait, wait a minute!" At this moment, Song Xi resigned holding her underwear and interrupted her hurriedly.

"Huh?" Tang Youan stopped her hand, raised her head, and looked at her.

A few strands of black hair slid down on the slightly open chest at this moment, flowing on the fabric with good texture, making her skin white like snow. Now she, despite her disheveled clothes, inexplicably caused Song Xici to swallow her throat.

"You, you first turn around and then take it off." Song Xi stroked her hair.

"Okay." Tang Youan looked at her, nodded, and then turned around honestly.

After taking off the clothes and putting them aside, Tang Youan turned her head slightly: "I'm finished."

"Oh..." Song Xici bit her lower lip and raised her head to stare at her back. She saw that her back was smooth and beautiful, tightly beautiful, and her skin smooth.

I don't know what it feels like to touch it—inexplicably, this idea came to Song Xici's mind. Then, she shook her head vigorously.

Taking a step forward, he passed the underwear over Tang Youan’s thin shoulders, and Song Xici coughed softly: “You first put the concave, bowl-shaped side facing yourself, and then pull the two straps to hang on your shoulders. ."

"Okay." Tang Youan said softly after ten seconds.

"Yeah." Song Xi finished her resignation, stood on tiptoe, and pulled Tang Youan's hair to her chest. After that, one hand picked up Tang Youan's left hand and the other hand picked Tang Youan's right hand, each of them fumbled. Two back buckles for underwear.

Tang Youan's hands were clearly a bit icy, but Song Xici's hands were inexplicably wet with sweat.

"Just...use the end with the small hook based on your feelings, buckle the other end...yes, just like this, based on your feelings, you can untie it yourself and try again." After Song Xi's demonstration, it was like throwing away the hot potato. Generally, Tang Youan released Tang Youan's hand in a hurry.

She thought she might be sick.

How come you have the same thought as before? Could it be... because Tang Youan is in good shape...

Pooh! Obviously, her figure is much better than Tang Youan's. Everyone says she is the devil figure in the entertainment circle. Even if there are many beauties in the entertainment circle, she still can't lose. In this case, what is she doing to lick other people's body?

"Xi Ci, what are you afraid of?" Tang Youan picked up his shirt again, put it on his body, pulled his hair behind him, and lowered his head to buckle the buttons one by one.

After buckling to the upper side, Tang Youan turned around, arranging her collar and hair with one hand, and pulling a pullover from the hanger with the other hand to watch her: "Or, I am afraid that I will do to you like those in the TV series. Ordinary more moments?"

"Huh?" Song Xici stared at the hanger that shook a few times, and looked at Tang Youan's eyes, looking a little at a loss.

"I look like?" Tang Youan tilted her head slightly, still watching her.

After listening to Song Xi's speech, he hurriedly raised his hand and waved: "Of course not!"

"It's so hot here..." After that, Song Xici fanned his cheeks with his hands, but the warmth on his face still lingered, "I'm going out first. You can come out after you wear them. ."

After finishing speaking, Song Xici passed Tang Youan, his eyes straightened, hands and feet raised his feet and walked out.

However, as he walked, his brain suddenly stumbled on the threshold of the cloakroom at the foot of Song Xici, who had just been projected by the original/bullet/bullet.

At that moment, there was a heart-wrenching pain on her right toe. Not to mention, the whole person was still falling down—

But at the very moment of her death, an arm instantly wrapped her waist.

His waist was embraced, and his shoulders leaned against a soft chest. When Song Xici turned his head, he saw Tang Youan's clear and beautiful face.

Too close, not only could she smell the faint scent of Tang Youan, but she could also feel Tang Youan's shallow and warm breathing.

"Xi Ci, is it okay?" Tang Youan looked at her and asked slowly.

Because Xu was leaning on Tang Youan's chest, Song Xici felt that she could feel the subtle movement of her chest and throat when she spoke. And Tang Youan's voice seemed extra **** when it heard this.

Song Xi drooped her head, avoiding Tang Youan's sight, pursing her lips, and swallowing again, only to think that there is something unbehaved in her heart running around, very naughty, but she can't hold it...

The author has something to say: Hey...it’s too late again, my brain hurts, I’ve been running here and there these days, and I went to the hospital today.

Everyone should pay attention to your body