Cartoonist Code

In such heavy rain, their teacher would just "hahahahahaha" rushing into the rain and running home in the torrential rain.

It's not that Dongfang Ming was slandering the old woman, because just now, the old woman ran out like a wind, accompanied by her barbell-like laughter.

"Thank you Yuanzhi. I ride a bicycle. It would be nice if I had a raincoat."

Dongfang Ming declined Yuanzhi's kindness, "Also, you should speak normally, what you said just now was disgusting."

"Cough cough, doesn't it mean that you are very helpless alone, there are umbrellas in the student union, there are really no raincoats, why don't you go back today and tomorrow morning."

Yuanzhi was very embarrassed to hear Dongfang Ming's words, probably because he was thinking of puberty and a little in heat. After watching the students downstairs in a daze under the heavy rain, he couldn't hold back even a boy.

However, there is also a possibility, it may be because he was too involved in writing a love letter to play a girl yesterday, and he couldn't help it when he saw the handsome guy.

The anonymous love letter he wrote yesterday was seen through by everyone because the content and handwriting of the love letter were too clumsy. He was too afraid to find Guangxiong to the meeting place agreed in the love letter, and asked Guangxiong to act as a scapegoat, which caused Guangxiong to be beaten.

Looking back, he was really guilty.

"Forget it, come back in the rain, I hope you don't catch a cold."

...

"It's raining a lot." In the lounge, Bai Shangchuixue was drinking tea and looking out the window, "I hope Mingjiang will go back before it rains."

"Three sentences never leave your tea sauce, really, why should I eat your dog food."

Bai Xue Baixue, who is an agent, complained that she and her husband used to give their daughter dog food, but she didn't expect to eat her daughter's dog food now.

"The way of heaven is good for reincarnation." Baishang Chuixue said with a smile, "Who asked you to be my manager, the good secretary on Dad's side is not right."

If I'm not your agent, how should your agency communicate with an agent you don't know, the female agent is okay to say, the male agent is probably not a meowing meow that can only be autistic.

Bai Xue Bai Xue looked at her daughter without saying a word, and complained fiercely about her daughter in her heart.

In the past, Fubuki was autistic meow meow, and now it is. It's just that I have grown a lot, and I don't want to find a hole to hide in when I see people.

Although Fubuki is not an adult now, he is already a qualified adult. He has a sense of responsibility, professionalism, and can make a lot of money.

Just too tired.

Bai Xue Bai Xue felt distressed when she looked at her daughter's dark circles under her eyes and haggard face even though she had put on makeup.

As a mother, how can I not know why my daughter who never wears makeup is wearing makeup in recent days.

But the tiredness on the face can be covered up with cosmetics, but the tiredness in the eyes cannot be covered up by cosmetics.

"It's time to take a break."

This sentence, Bai Xue Bai Xue can't say it, and Fubuki's popularity is refreshing every week.

It's not her popularity as a virtual anchor, but her popularity as a seiyuu.

She is no longer the seiyuu she used to be. After "Lelouch of the Rebellion", Wenfang Club has modified various animations, "Magic Girl Madoka", "Clannad" and the dubbing of other animation works.

At present, Fukiyuki Shirakami is already a popular seiyuu, but the price of getting these is the compression of Fukiyuki Shirakami's rest time.

At the Comic Con in July, there will also be a Baishang Fubuki concert and game promotion. Bai Xue Bai Xue is really afraid of blowing snow on which day it will fall.

Should take a break.

Chapter 283 Fever

Dongfang Ming struggled to get up from the bed, and when he got up from the bed, he sat on the bed with his eyes tightly closed.

Trying to open it, I don't know why it can't be opened.

The body can't work hard, I feel very tired, and the eyelids are particularly heavy.

Am I going to die... No, no, I can't die yet, how can he die if there is a little fox. Speaking of which, it seems that he will die because of the little fox. Every day awsl, awsl.

Recently, due to lack of sleep, Dongfang Ming felt that he was resisting death and getting up from the bed every time he woke up.

Dongfang Ming, who usually wakes up early in a daze, closed his eyes and almost fell asleep, lowered his head forward, and a jolt woke him up.

For some reason, Dongfang Ming found that he was still unable to lift himself up, and even felt a little uncomfortable.

Could it be a cold... Dongfang Ming touched his forehead, he could not feel that his forehead might be hot.

Forget it, let Fubuki get up first.

"Blizzard, get up."

Dongfang Ming called out to the little fox, but the little fox on the bed shrank and did not respond at all.

"Kitty? Autistic Snow? Smelly Fox?"

After three consecutive calls, Fubuki still didn't respond.

"Get up, the sun is drying your ass."

Dongfang Ming lifted Chuixue's quilt, it was raining heavily outside, and the sun couldn't bask in Chuixue's butt.

It was raining non-stop, this kind of weather is what Dongfang Ming likes, provided that he does not go out.

Those who do not go out are staying at home, it is raining heavily outside, sleeping in bed or playing games and eating snacks is a kind of enjoyment.

But to go out, to accept the baptism of rain, Dongfang Ming is very annoying.

After lifting the quilt, Dongfang Ming realized that Chuixue was wrong.

Shirakami Fubuki curled up, flushed and panting.

No way.

Dongfang Ming put his head on Chuixue's head.

Not very hot.

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like you have a fever. It can't be catnip or computer accessories.

"Flizzle, wait a minute, I'll find a thermometer."

Dongfang Ming covered the quilt for the little fox and let her fall asleep peacefully, looking for a thermometer in the room.

With a thermometer in his mouth, Dongfang Ming first disinfected the position of the thermometer with alcohol, and then stuffed the thermometer into the little fox's mouth.

"Mingjiang, your thinning..."

"Don't talk, you have a fever, take a good rest!" Dongfang Ming hurriedly interrupted Chuixue's dangerous speech, which was a bit bad, but he always thought that the fox was fuming because of the fever and burnt out brain.