MTL - Little Girlfriend-Chapter 2 Amway

Yi Xian raised her head and took a sip of water. The teammate over there was calling her name. She quickly replied, "Don't cry and say regret until that day." Then she put her phone in her bag and ran to practice.

Ai Xiao on the other side had already run to the teaching building. Although she really wanted to endlessly loop the new song of the goddess, the class in the afternoon was very important. After arriving in the classroom, she reluctantly took off her headphones and tried to concentrate on listening to the lecture. She finally made it to the end of get out of class. She plugged in the earphone cable and was about to slip away. In addition, her roommate who was in class with her asked her if she wanted to go to the cafeteria.

"Don't go, I still have something to do." She put on her fisherman hat and ran out of the classroom with her head down. After listening to the song and returning to the bedroom, she opened the small dark room to start coding.

With the buff bonus of the new song of the goddess, Ai Xiao decided to update 10,000 words today!

Drawing the curtains outside her desk, she started writing today's update. Maybe the goddess buff is really useful. She has never been stuck from the beginning to the end, and she wrote it very smoothly.

After writing the 10,000-word update, she glanced at the time and found that it was almost 8 pm.

The roommates knew she was writing novels, and they usually wouldn't bother to see her pulling the curtains. When she got out of the curtain, Huang Xiaoyue, who was struggling to make up the exam, said, "We just discussed whether you had dinner at night."

"I didn't eat..." Ai Xiao looked down at his stomach, and was hungry after realizing it.

"Call me sister Sheng." Xiaoyue picked up a lunch box from the desk, "I knew you would forget to eat, so I brought you a chicken chop rice, go to Auntie's and microwave it and eat it."

Ai Xiao wanted to rush over to grab the lunch box with momentum, but he had no momentum to speak of, so he ran over and called "Sister Yue".

The short fluffy hair hangs down in front of the fair face, and a pair of clean and clear eyes staring at the lunch box, Huang Xiaoyue's heart is about to melt.

"Hey, the little cutie is so cute." She hurriedly stuffed the lunch box with her, and took the opportunity to reach out and touch her head. The warm and soft touch was comparable to that of a cat. Ai Xiao touched the slightly hot lunch box and asked, "If I'm not hungry, what are you going to do with this lunch box?"

Huang Xiaoyue, who shouts to lose weight every day: "Of course it's a late-night snack."

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Well, the chicken chop rice supper to lose weight, give her 108 likes.

Ai Xiao took the chicken chop rice and went out to heat it up. When the dormitory aunt saw her coming, she enthusiastically opened the small window and talked to her: "Didn't eat at night?"

"Well... I forget it when I get busy." She put the lunch box in and set a time for 2 minutes, and the aunt over there gave the Nth education: "You can't do this little girl, it's just when you are growing, how can you do it? Isn't it good to eat?"

Ai smiled awkwardly: "Auntie, I'm already twenty."

"My neighbor's friend's daughter is twenty-four and still growing, let me tell you..."

The dormitory auntie chatted for 2 minutes, Ai Xiao took out the lunch box, thanked the auntie, turned her head and ran away.

After returning to the dormitory, she couldn't help complaining to her roommates, Huang Xiaoyue comforted her: "It's not because you are too cute, you just want to be cared by you. When I went to the hot meal, my aunt opened the window and said a word to me. - Don't warm things up for more than 3 minutes."

Ai Xiao, who always received special attention, scratched her head and sat down to eat. During the meal, I chatted with the friends in the group for a while. After eating, she opened the book and started to study.

At ten o'clock, Huang Xiaoyue was still struggling for the make-up exam. The other two roommates gathered together to watch the recently aired TV series. Ai Xiao had already closed the book and was going to sleep.

Seeing her climb into bed, Xiaoyue was very envious and hated, she turned her head and continued to fight for the make-up exam.

Ai Xiao rolled himself into the quilt, turned to his side and sighed.

Doesn't it say that going to bed early and getting up early will make you grow taller? She persisted for so many years without seeing any effect...

Before closing her eyes, she couldn't help thinking of the goddess's new song, thinking about it, and fell asleep with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

And at ten o'clock in the evening, her goddess Yantang had just finished a day's work and came out of the studio tiredly.

She was tall and slender, and was hidden in the night, with only the stars in the sky accompanying her. After walking on the road for a while, she suddenly stopped, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and made a call.

"Hello? Yi Xian?"

Yi Xian over there was playing a game, Yan Tang heard the crackling sound of the mechanical keyboard, and couldn't say what he wanted to say for a while.

After a round, Yi Xian pushed away the keyboard, held the phone and said, "The battle was fierce just now, and I didn't have time to talk to you. What's the matter, are you off work?"

"Forget it," Yan Tang started again, looking up at the flickering stars, "I've been so busy these days that I haven't had time to look for you. Uncles and aunts know that they will definitely scold me."

"Hey, don't listen to them, I don't need you to take care of me, I'm alive and well." Yi Xian grabbed the drink on the table, took a sip, and asked her, "So it's ten o'clock in the evening, and you want to call me out. Do the next care work?"

Yan Tang laughed, and the voice was deep to the core. Fortunately, the person on the other side of the phone had known her for more than ten years and had already developed immunity.

"What are you doing, talk about something, don't use the same thing as you and your fans with me." Yi Xian rubbed her arms as she spoke.

Yan Tang smiled and said, "I just want to find you out for a late night snack, but I can't find anyone else."

Yi Xian gave a "cut", "If you want to, it's not a problem to find ten or eight. I said, you should quickly find a girlfriend, so as not to torture me all the time. If you don't always ask me out for supper, Can't I lose weight by playing every day?"

"I'll treat you to the crayfish shop outside your community."

Yi Xian said very spinelessly: "In five minutes, I'll go down with a coat on."

After going to college, she didn't want to disturb her roommate's rest because of playing games, so she simply rented a house near the school to live by herself, so she didn't have access control or anything. Relying on this, her neighbor from childhood to adulthood, Comrade Yantang, shamelessly seduced her with all kinds of late-night snacks. Although every time she finished eating, it was very sinful, but when she ate it, she was so beautiful.

In her parents' eyes, Yantang is someone else's child. After studying since childhood, she can gain a lot of fans by going to college to cover songs. After graduating from college, she joined a music studio and prepared for further studies in foreign music colleges. So at the time of the college entrance examination, the family thought about letting her apply for a university in the same city as Yantang, and finally got her wish, and asked Yantang to take care of their simple-minded and well-developed daughter.

Yi Xian gets angry when she thinks of this, doesn't she just love sports, what does it mean to have a simple mind and developed limbs!

Five minutes later, she arrived at the door of the crayfish shop on time. There were a lot of people inside, but at a glance she saw the woman with long hair and a shawl sitting by the window.

It's not because of how familiar she is with Yantang, but because this person has an irresistible charm no matter where she is, no wonder her beloved Zhou Da also likes this person's works. Music can often truly reflect a person's heart. Although she is often no big or small with this neighbor who is three years older than her, she is so convinced of this person's songs and character that she has nothing to say.

Yi Xian pushed open the store door and walked across to her to sit down. Yan Tang rubbed his eyebrows and asked her what flavor she wanted.

"Thirteen incense, your voice is important, don't eat spicy food."

Yan Tang called the clerk and ordered three catties of thirteen fragrant crayfish and two snacks. When Yi Xian waited for her to finish her order, she kept complaining too much, Yan Tang kindly suggested to her: "You can go for a run tomorrow morning to eliminate the guilt."

"Okay." Yi Xian's mouth was flat, suddenly thinking of her own day, and she quickly said: "By the way, my goddess admits that she likes you, can you eat my Amway this time? The text is really super super super beautiful! And she writes all lily texts, which is consistent with your sexual orientation and likes you, don't you think this is a godsend!"

Yan Tang corrected her: "I don't like me, I like my songs."

"It's almost the same, you just need to understand the meaning." The waiter brought the drink, Yi Xian picked up the straw, and continued to Amway: "And it's also very good to sing in the morning. It's in harmony with you."

As she spoke, she spit out the straw, pulled out her mobile phone, found the precious audio resources of the day, and said, "Listen!"

She had also spent hard days with Yantang Anli before, but the other party had never been interested. I don't know what's going on, but Yan Tang really took over her phone this time, plugged in the earphones and sounded.

There was lively music in the store, and the voices were noisy. Yan Tang turned up the volume and heard the sound coming from inside without any post-processing.

After a while, she returned the phone to Yi Xian, nodded and said, "The voice is really good. The selection of music matches this voice very well, but this should not be the voice of everyday speech."

This is... the end?

Yi Xian threw her phone back in frustration and decided that she would eat lobster faster for a while, mad at her!

In fact, she did, and she felt her belt tighten a lot when she left the store. Yan Tang sent her to the gate of the community, walked home alone, and fell down on the bed after entering the house.

It's not that she doesn't like to read lily, but she is too lonely after reading it.

How do the heroines in the novel find their girlfriends? Yan Tang, who has been single for 22 years, turned over like a salted fish. Taking off the halo on the Internet, she is just an ordinary single dog in life.

Spring is here, when will her spring come? Yan Tang opened Weibo, finally willing to take a look at his own comments on Weibo.

Most of the comments are confessions and compliments, and occasionally there are a few who pour cold water. She doesn't care about it. Anyway, covering singing is just her hobby, not her main business. When she was about to quit, she saw several retweets from Aite, a person called "Goddess Yan released a new song today".

She has an impression of this person. Every time she releases a new song, she comes very early. Yan Tang casually clicked on her Weibo homepage and saw a few photos of Huaguduo in a stream of "No post [Goodbye]".

"Peach blossoms will bloom soon, spring is coming~<(￣︶￣)>"

Yan Tang thought, even in spring, peach blossoms may not bloom. However, the background of this flower bone was a bit familiar, so she took a second look before closing the interface.

With a long sigh of relief, she opened the Jinjiang Literature City app, typed the word "bitter day" in the search bar, and clicked on an article that ended two years ago.

It was 2:00 a.m. when Yan Tang finished reading the last chapter of this ancient novel, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt an indescribable joy in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, she entered Weibo and followed "Jinjiang bitter day".

When she saw that one-way attention, she was slightly stunned.

I thought this writer was also paying attention to her, it seems that she thought too much.