When the letter stone heard this, he frowned. "Why don't you go out and have a drink with your brothers?" Jing Chi: "No, I just had a dark night with Qianliming yesterday. I'll have a rest early today." Letter stone: "Tut, still no ah." Jing Chi: "Yes, yes, you are the best!"! Dad won't say more to you. Let's go! The letter stone makes a gesture to kick him: "Roll quickly, roll quickly, coquettish die you!" Jing Chi did not say any more, took a taxi home, on the way Chen Yin suddenly called him. The perspiration meaning on teenager body had not gone down, connected to ask him: "Call you to come out to open black why not to come?" Chen Yin curled his lips and said, "I can't get away from here. It's a bit.." Busy. Jingchi: "Oh, busy people, don't forget each other." All right, don't laugh at me! Chen Yin paused and asked him, "Come to my house for dinner, Ali. Today's dishes are very rich." Jing Chi Wen Yan rolled his eyes and ignored him. Chen Yin: Alas? Why is there no signal all of a sudden? I can't hear you. There's a ghost when you hear it. He didn't say anything. Jing Chi's playful voice remained the same, sneering: "Did you let me go?" He sat in the back seat of the taxi, looking out of the window at the receding street scene, feeling a little leisurely and lazy. Chen Yin immediately said, "Well, of course I asked you to come." Who else is there? Only this idiot could be so obvious that there was no silver here. Jingchi didn't care who called him to go. Anyway, he didn't intend to go. He refused directly: "I have eaten." Chen Yin immediately became anxious, "After eating, we can eat some more, and after eating, we can play a game together." Jing Chi: "No." Chen Yin: "Why don't you go in? Why are you so cruel?"? The father-son relationship can't call you back, can it? Jing Chi looked at the flashing neon lights in the night, and his voice was lazy: "Is there anything else? If not, I will hang up." Chen Yin: "Why? Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?" "Yes, why not?" Jing Chi was amused by what he said. He wanted to know that the steamed stuffed bun was in a bad situation and was forced to call him. He sighed: "Then you say it, I'll listen." Chen Yin doesn't have any topics to talk about. Boys hang up in less than a minute on the phone. It's not a girl talking on the phone, not to mention being bored with her girlfriend. He scratched his head and scratched his cheek. "Well, do you know that the big thing you skipped has a new lesson?" He swallowed saliva: "It is knowledge dot, particularly important, I, I tell you again." Yes, he was really convinced. It was the first time he had heard that someone was going to have a class on the phone. Jing Chi was too lazy to say anything about him, so he sat in the back seat of the taxi, listening to the serious and funny voice of Chen Yin coming from there. When Chen Yin's mouth was dry, the teenager in the taxi finally interrupted him, "Where is your brother?" "My brother is in the study." Come on, don't tell the truth at this time. Jing Chi frowned, "OK, warehouse rack manufacturer , then you help me tell him that Qin Hun is very excellent, he is also very excellent, but I like a person never to see whether he is excellent or not, but to see the feeling." "I like his frigid, paralyzed face, who knows little about how to deal with the world, or even does not know how to cater to the routine, he is simple, so I will not be complicated with him." "Feelings are such a straightforward thing, not so many twists and turns, like is like, this kind of thing is hidden in every detail, can not hide." Chen Xi, I said this afternoon, if you don't listen to my explanation today, then you don't have to listen anymore. Now I have given you this explanation. If you believe it, you can continue. If you don't believe it, it's up to you. After that, Jingchi hung up the phone directly, regardless of the reaction over there. This afternoon, I was so angry with the other side that I accidentally got angry with the other side. Now I think, in fact, it's a big deal. It's really unnecessary. He is so indulgent to his friends and has such a good temper. How can he be so cruel and cold when facing his lover alone. It's just a misunderstanding. Just untie it. Especially the other side is now sober, although he can not pull down his face to find him, but also know to let Chen Yin as a middleman, although it is still a headache, but it is finally progress. Looking at the familiar scenery, Jingchi stopped the master in front of a mutton kebab stall, "Let's stop here." He hasn't eaten yet, and he is so hungry that his chest is close to his back. After paying the fare, Jingchi sat down in front of the stall, surrounded by a few scattered tables, surrounded by the smell of barbecue, Jingchi ordered a string and asked for draft beer and peanuts to stimulate his appetite. As soon as I was drinking, I listened to the music around me: "What kind of cow are you? What kind of cow are you? Your money can't buy your sister's freedom.." It's loud and lively, and it's like the most brainwashing song of the year, and you can remember the rhythm and lyrics after listening to it once. Jingchi listened to the lively music and felt that the lyrics were very good. He hooked his lips and blew two mouthfuls into the bottle. After the meat came up, he buried himself in eating for a while. The song had been replaced by a happy English song. When there were only two chicken wings and a little roasted pepper left, a man sat opposite him. Chewing a mouthful of meat, the boy lifted his eyelids and saw a man in a white shirt and suit pants sitting across from him with a straight back, looking at him with an expressionless face and thin lips, as if he wanted to say something. Before the other party opened his mouth, Jingchi turned to the landlady and said, "Sister, give me two more strings of streaky pork. Thank you." The proprietress was a little rich, but she greeted people with a smile every day. She looked very kind. When she heard this, she immediately answered and came over with the meat. The boy looked at her with innocent and clear eyes and said sweetly, "Sister, can you order a song?"? I want to order a song for my friend. The proprietress: "What do you want to listen to? I let my son tune for you." Jing Chi thought for a moment and said, "Just the song" What kind of cow are you? "" The proprietress hesitated: "Do you like to listen to this?"? My son said that the music was not good, so he changed it to this kind of song that he didn't understand. "No." The teenager shook his head and pointed to the opposite man with his chin while eating the string: "This uncle likes to listen." 。 omracking.com