[Net Match] Little pink, please stop making trouble

Chapter 30 Umm... Ah... there, it's impossible to... the skin

Early in the morning, when Sheng Pengfei was still muttering in his sleep, he was woken up by Yu Hongze.That's right, "arch".

Yu Hongze was wearing coral fleece pajamas in the shape of a giant panda, lying on the inside of Sheng Pengfei's bed, wriggling his ass rhythmically.

"Feifei, Feifei, wake up." Facing Sheng Pengfei's hazy eyes, Yu Hongze continued to hunker down on him.

"Huh? What time is it?"

"05:30!"

"I'm going! You're going to be bloody! 05:30! Let me sleep for a while, you go brush your teeth first!"

"No, no, no! We have to gather at seven o'clock! We are going to the Shudian today! Get up quickly, and I'll pull you! Hey, why are you so heavy..."

"..."

When Sheng Pengfei carried a hiking bag and dragged the excited Xiao Zezi to the agreed meeting point, it was just five minutes after six o'clock.

Seeing that Xiao Zezi was jumping around and didn't know where he was going, Sheng Pengfei carried him back to him: "You stand still. Why don't I look around and see where there is breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

"Soy milk fritters! The soy milk should be sweet and the fried fritters will be older. Let's have another custard bun!"

"There are quite a lot of requests! What if there is no custard bag?"

"Then I want bean paste buns."

"Why do you always like to eat some sweet buns. Stay here and don't run around!"

Yu Hongze watched as Sheng Pengfei crossed a road, stopped in front of a steamed stuffed bun shop for a while, and then turned into an invisible alley.After a while, three or four plastic bags appeared in the field of vision again.

"Hurry up, Feifei! I'm starving to death!" Yu Hongze waved to the opposite side of the road on tiptoe.

"Don't make noise! ​​I'm crossing the road!"

Before the other party came to him, Yu Hongze greeted him with Xiao Neiba: "Feifei Feifei, do you have custard buns?"

"Hey, I told you to stay still and leave your luggage alone? The last two custard bags left in that store, I bought them all."

"But I won't be able to eat." Yu Hongze looked at his belly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I want to eat it myself! You eat it first, and then talk when you really can't eat any more."

Yu Hongze held the steamed stuffed bun and rubbed it against Sheng Pengfei's body: "Hey, don't you not eat custard buns? So you actually bought them for me, right?"

"Eat yours! I'll sit down for a while." Sheng Pengfei said, spread the plastic bag that came along with him when he bought breakfast on the curb, and sat down on his knees.

"I want to sit too."

Sheng Pengfei squinted at him: "I thought you were full of energy and didn't need to sit."

"No, I'm not worth it." Yu Hongze took a big bite of the steamed stuffed bun, sat on Sheng Pengfei's lap with his buttocks pouted, still not satisfied, "Oh, it's too dry, I want to drink soy milk, you unscrew it for me."

"Why do you have so many things to do!" Sheng Pengfei said so, but Sheng Pengfei still unscrewed the soy milk for him and just held it up.

Watching him take a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and lean over his head to suck a mouthful of soy milk, Sheng Pengfei suddenly felt a little strange.Turn your head away and cough twice: "Hey Xiao Zezi, we haven't gone far, and your status is directly above me?"

"That is!"

Yu Hongze was still proud of himself here, but almost all the people traveling with him over there were present.There were also many tourists who looked like college students, and one of them was directly frightened by the posture of the two of them.

It was just that his eyes drifted here a few times, and then he shrank behind the small flag of the travel agency pretending to be calm.

Sheng Pengfei patted the person on his body: "The tour guide is here, let's report."

"No! The person behind him looked at us strangely just now! Could he have taken a fancy to me? Then wouldn't it be dangerous for me to go there like this!"

"Believe me, he's just afraid that staying with you will lower his IQ."

Yu Hongze pouted a bitter face: "Feifei, are you implying that your own IQ has also become lower?"

"Didn't the point of my words be on your IQ!" Sheng Pengfei rolled his eyes.

Yu Hongze was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he fell weakly into Sheng Pengfei's arms: "You scold me."

The tourist standing far away silently gave Sheng Pengfei a sympathetic look.

But for some reason, the tourists from the same group who had been a little respectful of Hongze at the beginning had already played with him within half a day.

The tour guide gave a brief introduction to everyone at the front of the car, and Yu Hongze huddled in the first row of seats with his new friends, chatting and chatting.

"Huh? Is this lotion really so greasy?"

"Yeah! I've been using it all the time. You touch my skin, it's really good!"

"Can sensitive skin be used?"

"Sensitive skin? Is it the skin that will be, uh... ah... over there, can't it be...?"

Sheng Pengfei, who was sitting alone in the second row, felt a lot of pressure.

***

Chu Yang was at home on the weekend, and was going to play the echo of "Girls' Attack".

"Who Says Girls with Personality Must Be Shou" was originally a weird novel, and it is destined to be a weird drama after it is made into a drama.The protagonist is an individual + his wife, and the cannon fodder played by Chu Yang is a sickly shou. The only attack attribute that he hopes to be stronger is the girl's attack.I have to sigh: It really is a drama planned by a girl.

Chu Yang held his breath and let himself enter a dying state: "I beg you, stay..."

Knockout: "Didi Didi."

Chu Yang rolled his eyes, glanced at the content of the message, and chose to ignore it.

"Can't you satisfy even my last wish?"

"Drip drip drip."

=mouth=.

"Drip drip drip."

Planning-Day: Xiaoniaoshou will reply soon~ (This message is sent from the mobile phone)

Planning-Day: Birds receive a quick response~

Planning-Day: Birds receive a quick response~

"Girls Attack" also has a crew group, but it is usually quite quiet.The people in the crew are not unfamiliar, but they are not very familiar with them. Obviously, they are not as happy as in the crew of the Great God.In contrast, Chu Yang still feels comfortable staying in the production team of Dashen's family.Although there are frequent reminders of once per day, and there are also people molesting me, but what is going on with this kind of fun!

Chu Yang, who was thinking of the warmth and love of his crew one second, ran away the next second.

This unscientific!He must have been brainwashed by an alien named Shako while he was sleeping last night!

Cannon fodder-geese pass: Day.

Plan-Day: ==

Cannon fodder-geese pass: Day.

Plan-Day: ==

Cannon fodder-geese pass: Day.

Planning-Day: You are so bad!Please stop screaming, okay?

Cannon fodder-Yan Guo: If you don't mind the sound of Koukou system in my recording.

Planning-Day: As the saying goes, if the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, you can record it again if you have a lot of adults~ I'll shut up

Cannon fodder-Yan Guo: I will always be 17 years old, not an adult.

Planning-Day: Okay, I compromise, you can record it again at the end, if I listen to it without any problem, I will let you do it once a day/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ Really just one time, no more!

Cannon fodder-Yan Guo: Your move is useful for grass, but not for me.

Enslaved-Yuan Shangcao: How can there be someone who gets shot while lying down?

Planning-Day: Grass, tell me about him!

Enslaved-Grass: Day, I don’t have that ability

Enslaved-grass: You changed my group business card again without authorization!

Cannon Fodder-Yan Guo: Ah, that's it, I'm going back to the production team of the Great God, Zhaijian.

Planning-Day: Don't hold your elbows!

Enslaved-Yuan Shangcao: I didn't leave==

Planning-Day: I'm not talking about you

Enslaved - Yuan Shangcao: He seems to have left

How indecent it is to communicate with these two!Chu Yang took a deep breath, turned off all the sounds, and turned on AA again.

He didn't have many lines in this play, and he had replayed some of them before, so it didn't take long to finish recording the rest.

After recording the sound, Chu Yang suddenly remembered that Mango Channel had the second season of "Where Are We Going, Dad" that day, so he sat on the sofa with a bag of potato chips and watched TV cheerfully.And the computer that he muted was singing lonely.

Of course, it is not the computer that sings, but the great god on the other side of the network.

As usual, the master masturbates on the YY channel every day, oh no, sings.Yan Guo Liu Shi, who usually never misses work regardless of the weather, is not even a sign this time, and there is no response to knocking on the buttons several times.

This is... sorry?Still having trouble?

The master guessed, and sent another message to Chu Yang regardless of the accompaniment playing.

Ye Luo silently: Xiaoyan?not here?

Ye Luo said silently: Xiao Yan, won't you come to listen to my singing?

Ye Luo Wusheng: If you don't come to listen, I'm very bored in singing...

Originally, I just wanted to tease him to say such a thing, but after a long time without a response from the other party, I really felt a lot more boring.

Going back to the yy interface, seeing that the girls had already discussed whether he had dropped the toilet because there was no movement for a long time, they sighed helplessly, sang another song soothingly, and then went offline.

[Management] If you want a vest to poke a yellow horse, don't poke me: Silly mom seems to be in a bad mood today

[Send a vest] If you want a vest to poke me, don't poke the orange horse: So I'm not alone

[Reporter] What about "Little Apple": It must be because Xiaoniaoshou didn't show up today

[Management] Although I am also a yellow horse, I really don't give out vests: You are just a reporter, please don't be so truthful!

The administrators used their power for personal gain and discussed it with eye-catching fonts, while other girls rushed to express their opinions with "+1" and so on.Opinions could not have been more unanimous!

As for Chu Yang, he was reclining on the sofa with his legs on the coffee table, slapping his thighs and laughing at the TV.Potato chips were spilled all over her body, and the thumb and index finger of her right hand were awkwardly twisted by the potato chips, and one of them accidentally rubbed against her face.If you want to ask the big god about the routine, what can you eat?

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Leaves fall silent v

Why didn't the geese leave dung today?I scare you?touch~

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