Chapter 152: Self-cultivation as an actor

Yan Xi collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud when he arrived in the room, and Xiaokui went to the bathroom to take a bath, saying that she would go downstairs to eat later.

Chen Baola has a separate room, and he is not here in Yan Xi at this time.

In the hard-won free time, Yan Xi collapsed in bed for three seconds, then got up and clicked on WeChat with his mobile phone.

After repeatedly making sure that Xiaokui would not come out suddenly, and Chen Baola would not come in suddenly, she clicked on the chat interface of "Golden Father".

In the past few days at Teacher Zhou's house, she obviously feels that she has lost a lot of flesh, and she is worried about how to lose it.

said that she was ten pounds fat on camera, and she didn't want to give netizens any more reasons to hack her.

Thinking that Ji Xiubei had obviously lost a lot of weight, Yan Xi sent him a message to ask, and it was also the first normal chat after their girlfriends met.

She thinks that Ji Xiubei must be preparing for a new play, and she has been secretly losing weight at home behind her back these days, right?

Fortunately, my best friend didn't remind her.

However, Yan Xi, who finished sending the message, just waited, waited, and didn't wait for Ji Xiubei's reply.

Don't see it?

Then send another one.

Today is also Yan Xi, who wants to get rich: quick back and quick back. By the way, is Pipi Shrimp okay?

This time, there was finally something else in her self-talking chat interface - the message had been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

“???”

Looking at the cold and ruthless prompts of the system, Yan Xi was dumbfounded.

She's ...... Blocked?

As for it? As for acting so realistically?

Could it be that someone still checks his WeChat?

Or is this self-cultivation as an actor?

Here, the dumbfounded Yan Xi was puzzled, and Ji Xiubei's room at the other end of the corridor had completely turned into a morgue.

Ji Xiubei is like a giant refrigerator, releasing his cold to the entire room, not letting go of every dead end, freezing so that Liangzi can't breathe smoothly.

In the scorching summer, he longed to be wrapped in a three-layer quilt.

Immediately!

Right away!

I don't know which one killed a thousand knives sent something to Brother Xiubei, but after reading it, Brother Xiubei's face changed from cloudy to stormy.

It shouldn't be Sister Yan Xi, right?

Definitely not.

The two of them are so incompatible, how can they add WeChat friends?

Ji Xiubei looked at the two WeChat messages sent by the little girl, and remembered himself who had eaten instant noodles for ten days, so he had an idea - piercing his heart.

It's heart-wrenching.

She must have been sent from heaven to kill him.

In order to anger him, she first confronted him in the car. It's better to take a roundabout approach and change to cynicism?

At that moment just now, his hand dragged her into the blacklist without hesitation.

……

Before Xiaokui came out of the bath, Yan Xi, who was blacked out, had already fallen asleep on the bed.

I woke up early in the morning, and I was tired.

When she woke up, Aoi was gone.

Yan Xi glanced at the time, at one o'clock at noon, Xiaokui and they should have gone to eat.

Thinking that Ji Xiubei said that he would not go to dinner, Yan Xi was entangled for two seconds, and decided to secretly go to Ji Xiubei while they were not there.

She had to tell him that he really didn't have to act so realistically, and their unsavory friendship could be carried out secretly underground.

Time is running out, go back quickly.

The rooms of the two of them were at opposite ends of the corridor, and Yan Xi was almost trotting all the way over, a woman like the wind.

"Knock knock" knocked on the door a few times, and waited for a while before Ji Xiubei's deep voice came, "Who?" ”

When the others were not there, Yan Xi didn't have to act, and used his most normal soft voice, "I, open the door quickly." ”