Chapter 361 (1/2)

There is a large windowsill in the study, which is very modern in design, but also has a classical flavor in material and color. When Comrade Xiaoqian gradually began to adapt to modern life, she spread a layer of tatami on the windowsill, which is very soft. When people sit on the windowsill, they will sink, making the windowsill almost sleep as a bed. Both of them can lie on it, and they will sleep well Very comfortable.

Comrade Xiaoqian is sitting on the windowsill, leaning against the dark red wooden window lattice, holding a book in his hand, and his long hair pours down from his shoulder, covering half of his body and the books in his hand. His long and symmetrical legs are crossed and laid flat on the windowsill, beside which is a cup of Oolong tea with light heat. The curl of white smoke rises, reflecting her very aestheticism And focused look.

Out of the window are the bright summer sunshine and the verdant branches and leaves of trees, which are unfolded at random. The sunshine is separated into strands of irregular shapes, shining on the windowsill, on the long hair pouring down along the side, on the beautiful and dedicated face, and on the white book paper, which will blur everything.

This picture is very casual, but it reflects the taste of literature and classic everywhere. If you take a single photo at will, even without post-processing, it is a beautiful photo that can be used as wallpaper. Unfortunately, no photographer can enjoy this honor.

Xiaoqian looked at it carefully for a moment. She had a little bottom of the magic of Shenzhou mainland in her heart. But looking at such a book, she felt a strange feeling growing stronger and stronger. She always felt something was missing.

Until I suddenly think of it.

A price is missing!

She can't help clapping her head. By the way, she put some strands of hair that are a little hidden behind her eyes to the back of her ears, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, I've been with my husband for a long time, and my thinking has begun to get a little close to him. It's not proper all day long. How can I have such a strange idea?

But Anyang is very busy at this time!

Very serious kind of busy!

He began to call Liao Heng and Shen Chaowen to understand the recent detailed development of politics and Commerce of the Andersen system in the real world. Of course, the main reason was to tell them that he had come back, otherwise he would not show up for a month or make a voice. If he only asked Xiaoqian to help with things, it would still be a little intimidating.

After all, these people are still loyal to themselves, controlled by themselves, only loyal to themselves, controlled by themselves. If they don't come back in other world one day, the binding force of badges will lose most of them. This is undoubtedly a group of people with ability and ambition. No one can suppress them, and it's true that there will be chaos.

Hang up the phone, Anyang pushes open the door of the study, and at a glance, he sees Comrade Xiaoqian who is concentrating on his study. He goes over, and Xiaoqian immediately moves to the inside to make room for him.

So they sat together on the windowsill, shoulder to shoulder, the wind outside the window came in, lifted Comrade Xiaoqian's hair, threw it on his neck and arms, itched, and began to talk about the Shenzhou Taoism and magic with a light and gentle voice.

The afternoon passed quickly.

In the evening, he went to the roof again, blowing the night wind to enjoy the cool, telling the interesting experience, what he saw and heard in Shenzhou, occasionally using a few more gorgeous or shocking magic techniques, which made the women's cheeks particularly delicate.

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Anyang doesn't know how long he can stay in the real world this time, so he has to catch up with some things. For example, he has to abide by his promise and carefully teach Xiao Qian's magic. Tomorrow, he has to meet with Liao Heng and Shen Chaowen, as well as some powerful military and political officials.

Time flies to the weekend.

Anyang Ruyue got a civilian armored vehicle for Huang Lan. It's the 15th generation knight with bigger size and more aggressive than Hummer, and has handled a license plate that no one dare to check. It has joined the traffic red list of Jinguan city.

Of course, he can't watch Huang Lan do anything wrong. Before that, he needs to find someone to teach Huang Lan how to drive.

In fact, the three goblins are not very fond of playing. After all, they are monks. They are also used to practicing alone and quietly on the mainland of China. However, they finally come to the real world. Anyang can't let them practice all day long or watch boring TV plays. So he found a soft, weak, short, smart looking woman to take them everywhere.

From amusement parks and video game cities to museums and underground black boxing houses, to games and snacks, to racing cars and gliding, and even to arrange small fixed wing propeller airplanes for them to experience the fun of flying

In a word, as long as they are inspired by Anyang, they are playing a cracking game in Yizhou province. There is nothing they can't play. There is no place they can't go. There is endless money, free navigation, and no one dares to provoke them.

A few days down, in addition to the vigilance of Xiao Chan, rabbit essence and Huang Lan have a good time.

However, Xiao Chan is just so psychological. She is very easy to meet. She has experienced so much these days. She has seen so much. And she is very happy to see Huang Lan and rabbit essence. She will also be happy, but she will not show it.Anyang chooses a time to ask Ji Weiwei out, and finds a barbecue stand on the street at will. He starts to roll strings with the light of the street lamp and orders a few bottles of iced beer to get rid of the heat in summer.

One gulp of cold beer, sometimes shouting, sometimes chatting peacefully, seems to be back to the time when I was a student. At that time, the most natural and unrestrained thing was to roll on to the traffic on the street. In a word, it was a very pleasant pastime.

I remember that no matter when I was with my classmates or friends, Ji Weiwei would always accompany him, whether it was eating or drinking, or taking care of him who was drunk. Until later, when he fell in love, the person who accompanied him in the night market changed to Jiang xinrou, and those silly forks were drunk and stared at Jiang xinrou. Then they muttered about how Ji Weiwei suddenly changed and so on.

In a flash, it's two years since I graduated.

It's all in the past. I won't talk about it at this time.

When Ji Weiwei sat down and waited for the kebab, she couldn't help but ask, ”why didn't your little Qian come with you?”

Anyang touched his nose and said, ”well, there's something wrong with her. She didn't come.”

Jiweiwei Leng, some worry asked: ”she won't be unhappy, I and you so late?”

Anyang waved: ”don't think about it any more. She is much more generous than you think. Well, you can't even think about it!”

Ji Weiwei was stunned again, and her face was ambiguous. She frowned at him and asked, ”I can't even think about it. How generous is that? Can you indulge yourself in the fluttering of colorful flags outside, like the sister Xueer? ”

Anyang's face immediately turned black, as ugly as eating shit, but he didn't answer.

He remembered that when he went out today, he told Xiaoqian that at this time, he wanted to pull her out together, but Xiaoqian smiled vaguely, winked at him playfully, raised the book in his hand and said that he would study magic hard. At that moment, he was very embarrassed.

As embarrassed as now!

Now the night is not deep enough, and the business of the night stand is not very good, so the barbecue comes very fast. Without a few words, the barbecue with cumin and chili peppers is brought to them, from which the smell is more attractive than many delicacies.

Ji Weiwei started at once. She is a non fat type. No matter how she eats junk food, her body is so thin. Of course, this also causes a fatal defect -

small chest!

Ji Weiwei, as she stuffed the kebab into her mouth, looked at Anyang, and suddenly frowned, as if she thought of something. She chewed the barbecue and asked vaguely, ”why haven't you been sunburned in Africa?”