Things can always be paired successfully

After the two messed around for a while, Liao Ran got up and went to work to support the family.

Lian Xiao hugged Liao Ran's pillow, smelled his scent, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

As a result, when he dreamed that he was about to kill Liao Ran, there was a thumping sound in his ears.

He was startled, grabbed the pillow and jumped up, looking for the sound to throw the pillow over.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw Liao Ran holding the drum he bought, squatting beside his bed and beating it hard, as if he was about to perform Yangko.

Lian Xiao: "..."

My dear mother... What's wrong with this...

Even Xiao's brain throbbed and buzzed, and the lines in his brain jumped flat.

Liao Ran laughed and said, "Get up, get up! The sun has tanned your butt, and you can't get up!"

Lian Xiao shrugged and glared at him, "You fucking...I really convinced you...hey..."

Liao Ran laughed a few times, got up and patted a few times like the waist drum team, and summoned all the cats, cats and dogs in the entire inn. At this time, their room was as lively as a new year's market.

"How is it swollen? Does it look like it? Is the movement standard?!"

He thumped a few more times, and the dogs followed suit.

Lian Xiao felt that his face was in a daze, and his brain was about to explode. He frowned and sighed, and bought this drum by himself: "Hey, the standard is up to the level of being able to go to the Spring Festival Gala, you sign up quickly Go ahead, next year is up to you to start."

Liao Ran giggled: "If I beat the drums, you go talk about cross talk, you sing by reciting, and your mouth is slippery."

Lian Xiao stroked his forehead and rubbed it vigorously: "How can I talk to you? If you talk more evenly to me, I think I can talk all night by myself."

Liao Ran stretched out his foot and kicked him: "Fart! Get up quickly, my painting is finished, get up and pack your things!"

"All right, all right, I'll get up right away." Lian Xiao sighed, picked up a treasure and went home.

Lao Li is really a good man who takes care of his family and supports his family in every possible way. He got up early to pack his luggage, and then drove to invite Lao Wang's Living Buddha over.

When the two of them returned to the inn, Lian Xiao and Liao Ran had already packed their luggage and were eating lunch in the cafeteria.

"Eat something?" Lian Xiao asked Lao Wang with a handful of noodles between his chopsticks.

Lao Wang shook his head: "I have eaten rice noodles."

Lian Xiao glanced at Lao Li, he was so caring enough that he could be rated as one of the top ten nannies in China.

Lao Li looked at Lian Xiao a little flustered, so he asked, "Are you rebellious? You don't look energetic."

Lian Xiao glanced at the side without any sense of guilt at all, Liao Ran, who was still eating, could only shake his head: "I'm bewitched."

"What kind of Gu?" Old Wang asked curiously.

"The kind in "East Makes West"."

Old Wang raised his eyebrows: "Did you eat centipedes, cockroaches or hairy crabs?"

Lian Xiao sighed: "It's a crayfish."

"Oh... I see," Old Wang nodded, and after a few seconds, "Then why didn't you become a sausage mouth?"

Lian Xiao: "..."

When Liao Ran finished eating, he casually threw the bowl to Lian Xiao for washing.

Lian Xiao was unwilling to live and die this time, he was too substituting the role of Lao Li, which made him very disturbed.

Washing the dishes is not troublesome, the key is positioning, whether to attack or accept, this is a more serious matter than financial issues.

"You wash! And wash mine too!" Lian Xiao grinned.

"Why?" Liao Ran raised her eyebrows, "You did it yesterday."

"You still have the nerve to say, why do you always ask me to wash?"

"Washing a bowl is still so much nonsense," Liao Ran rolled up her sleeves, "I'll do the washing, and I'll vibrate when I'm done."

"You..." Lian Xiao was furious, "Go and cool off, I'll wash."

Departure time is 12:30.

Lao Li was driving, and Lao Wang sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and rested, saying that he was taking a nap at noon.

Lian Xiao and Liao Ran sat side by side in the back row, and Liao Ran moved to the middle as soon as he got into the car.

Lian Xiao looked at him sideways: "Still thinking about the C position?"

"Who cares about the c seat in this car?" He smiled, "Lao Li doesn't even fart while driving, but Lao Wang just lives like a dead man and sleeps the whole time. Who should I chat with? It's boring."

The two people in front turned to look at him at the same time: "Get out of the car."

Liao Ran had no choice but to shut up.

The car hit the road.

Lao Li turned on the car stereo, and there was a prelude of electric guitar, followed by a cheerful rhythm of drumming.

When Jin Zhiwen's "Fly Away" came from the stereo, Liao Ran was instantly excited: "Open the window! I want to fly!"

"I have seen thousands of mountains and thousands of waters all the way

My feet have traveled all over the sky and the north

sun or wind

I don't care

the roadside rose

Bright red pure"

Liao Ran shook her head, followed the movement of playing the guitar with both hands, stroking the strings with her left hand and plucking the strings with the right, stepping on her right leg to follow the beat, and humming there.

"Turn off the phone and don't care who he is

Don't care about right and wrong

from dawn to dusk

never feel tired

fortress at dusk

How decadent”

Lian Xiao found that not only the quasi-boy group lead singer who exploded with music germs beside him, but even the two buddhist brothers in the front row sang along.

Lao Li's voice is actually pretty nice, a little deep and hoarse, it feels like he was outside too much, blown out by the wind and sand, his voice is not loud, can be heard vaguely, with a bit of magnetism.

However, Lao Wang, who doesn’t drink more and sings more, is relatively gentle. He opens his mouth slightly, making no sound, buzzing like a mosquito, and his body keeps moving with the rhythm, enjoying himself.

"If you fly against the wind

How beautiful it is to overlook the world”

When Liao Ran sang the chorus, Lian Xiao was taken aback by that voice. It felt like a boy suddenly turned into a man, very sexy.

He is especially good at singing with his own voice, mixing real and false voices, and when he soars to the end of the high note, he deliberately lifts it up a little bit, which sounds too flamboyant.

"Let troubles fly away

don't bother with self-consolation

(Liao Ran: ei~ei...)

(Lao Li: hoo~hoo~)

If you still have a dream, chase it

At least I won't regret it

Facing the light and chasing bravely

Go away and fly high, just go once if you say go away"

Lao Li was also floated up by Liao Ran, and the speed of the car was a little faster unconsciously. The two added scenes to each other's songs, singing and harmonizing, and they could make their debut directly.

Lian Xiao nodded along with the beat, thinking, the four of them have their own characteristics but are all very attractive.

Lao Li's vicissitudes old man, Lao Wang's creamy baby, Liao Ran's sunny and handsome boy, and himself, a domineering, handsome and macho man.

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the position he had given himself.

But my position in the troupe is embarrassing... I don’t know how to sing or play musical instruments, but dancing is not as powerful as his mother’s square dance skills. After doing chores, my image is still very good.

Liao Ran turned his head to look at Lian Xiao from time to time, and found that he was the only one who could keep the whole car as quiet as a chicken.

Liao Ran frowned while laughing, and asked him loudly during the accompaniment: "Why don't you sing? Pretend to be deep?"

Lian Xiao waved his hand: "I'll just listen to you singing."

"That won't work, you have to sing too, hurry up and follow!" Liao Ran touched his arm.

Lian Xiao had no choice but to open his mouth, and what came out of his mouth was only air, but no sound.

Lian Xiao felt uncomfortable when he sang, he turned his head to look out of the window, and was dazzled by the sunlight outside.

A group of young students chattering and laughing on mountain bikes, left behind by their cars.

His eyes chased after him, men and women, wearing youthful and bright coats, chasing each other in the sun.

When he turned his head, he found that Liao Ran had put his ears close together.

"What are you doing?" Lian Xiao asked him.

"I'm listening to you singing," Liao Ran raised his eyes, "I haven't heard you singing before, don't chant scriptures this time, sing louder, I can't hear you!"

Lian Xiao smiled: "I won't sing anymore, and I will charge for it."

"Fuck! Money fan!"

Liao Ran sat up straight and handed him the phone: "Then take a vibrato for me, come on, here comes the chorus!"

After speaking, he continued to play drums.

Lian Xiao had no choice but to point the phone at him to take pictures.

Liao Ran's side profile is invincible. He has a sharp nose and a high nose bridge. He is very handsome when viewed from the side. Even Xiao wanted to cut a window paper according to his outline and stick it on his eyelids.

Pat and clap, Lian Xiao was a little crazy, and Liao Ran's voice was like a layer of strong wine, which made him drunk.

After singing, Liao Ran tossed his video: "Okay, it's really good."

"Well, you big-headed ghost," Lian Xiao looked at him as naughty as a big child, and smiled, "Stinky fart."

Shangri-La has no trains or expressways, so there are only two ways to get there, ordinary roads and planes.

The road is not easy to walk around the mountain, and old drivers who don't drive often have to take it easy.

Lao Li often travels to Shangri-La, and it is quite smooth to drive.

Four people in one car, as long as Liao Ran is around, he will never be bored. Even if he doesn't drive, he won't doze off just sitting there. Balabala talks non-stop, just like a mobile broadcasting station. Wang Du said he was awake.

Lian Xiao saw how cute he was chattering, so he wanted to tease him: "You went to Napahai, do you have to wear a mask?"

"Mask?" Liao Ran blinked, "Why am I wearing that thing? I'm not very afraid of the cold. After being poor for so many years, I have already developed a body to keep out the cold."

"I'm not talking about the kind to keep out the cold, I'm talking about the kind that I wear for Doudou and the others," Lian Xiao gestured and clasped his mouth, "the kind that prevents them from barking."

Liao Ran's face darkened: "Get out, why do I wear that kind of dress? And I never wear that kind of thing for Doudou."

"You talk too much," Lian Xiao smiled, "you can't stop talking, why don't black-necked cranes get annoyed by you and fly away?"

Liao Ran stared at him, and three seconds later replied angrily: "I won't say anything, even if I'm beaten to death, I'll be fucking dumb all the way!"

After speaking, he turned his head away sullenly and looked out of the window.

Lian Xiao looked at him with a smile, he was really cute no matter what he looked like.

When laughing, when sleeping, when bragging, when angry, when whispering.

He touched Liao Ran's arm with his hand, and Liao Ran shook her shoulders without looking back, ignoring him at all.

Lian Xiao didn't give up, and put his hand directly over.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud slap, and Liao Ran slapped his hand down, and he was familiar with it immediately. Even the back of Xiao's hand was red, and the sound shocked the two people in the front row. .

"Damn, you really hit me?!" Lian Xiao grinned in pain, "It hurts me to death!"

Liao Ran turned her head and gave him a blank look, then turned away again.

Lian Xiao didn't give up, and said pitifully, "Oh, it really hurts, it's hot."

Seeing that Liao Ran was indifferent, he said softly, "Blow it?"

Liao Ran still ignored him.

Lao Wang tucked into the backrest: "It's better to cut off the big pig's hooves directly."

"..."

Lian Xiao ignored Lao Wang, then moved towards Liao Ran, and whispered into his ear: "I'm afraid I'm really disabled."

Liao Ran simply closed his eyes and went to sleep, out of sight and out of mind.

Lian Xiao: "..."

His heart skipped a beat, was he kidding himself?

Is the treasure really angry? !

It's over, it's over, I accidentally got into trouble.