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Wang Xiaoming looked at this artwork and immediately felt a gloomy feeling. He was obviously not a good person.

Wang Xiaoming nervously skipped his eyelids. I didn't expect Yu Zhibo to have such an amazing background. No wonder he felt that he was not an ordinary person the first time he saw him.

Wang Xiaoming likes to snoop on some terrible secrets. He will close the entire webpage soon, and he can't help sweating while holding the mouse palm. What should I do?

Yu Zhiboyan is very famous, there must be many important things waiting for him to go back to deal with. Can he really make him stay at home with peace of mind?

Wang Xiaoming fell into a deep conflict and panic. From the data, we can see that Yu Zhiboyan and himself are not people in the same world at all. If he goes back, there will be no intersection between them. As the second dog said, Yu Zhibang was an angel, and then he would leave his life without a trace.

But how selfish is it to leave him here?

He is very famous and very strange about amnesia, I am afraid there is something hidden in it.

If Wang Xiaoming had twelve typhoons in his heart, everything would be blown up and down. He sat weakly in the chair, his mind empty, not knowing what to think.

He is very famous and very strange about amnesia, I am afraid there is something hidden in it.

If Wang Xiaoming had twelve typhoons in his heart, everything would be blown up and down. He sat weakly in the chair, his mind empty, not knowing what to think.

I don't know how long it has been. Someone made a "quack" on the light in the room, and Yu Zhibo's voice sounded: "What are you doing?" I did not turn on the light in the house. Bin looks for you everywhere. "

Wang Xiaoming woke up and looked up at Yu Zhibo. He is the leader of Wang Bing. Wang Bing saw Wang Xiaoming jumped up happily: "Ah, Bo!"

Wang Xiaoming hugged his nephew and sat on his lap: "Have you eaten?"

Wang Bing spread his legs apart and sat on Wang Xiaoming's lap. He met him face to face. "I've eaten." Bo, you didn't eat anything. "

Yu Zhibo said: "Have you been here all the time?" Did you not eat? "

Wang Xiaoming touched his stomach and said, "Forget it, I'm not hungry." When he raised his head to look at Yu Zhibo, he was sitting at the table, looking at himself in an unforgettable way. Wang Xiaoming smiled at him.

Yu Zhiboyan said: "Hurry up and eat."

Wang Xiaoming hugged Wang Bing, thinking that he would return to the day when he relied on Wang Bing, but couldn't help feeling sad. "I don't want to eat, nor do I want to eat today."

Boyan Yu frowned and glared at him: "Do you want to lose weight?"

Wang Xiaoming ignored him and lowered his head to play the middle finger game with Wang Bing.

Yu Zhiboyan felt that Wang Xiaoming was wrong today. He moved his hips and pushed his forehead back with his hands, so his face looked back at himself: "What's wrong, are you ill?" Don't burn. "(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Wang Xiaoming looked at him and asked him, "What's wrong with me?"

Of course Yu Zhi Boyan didn't know what had happened to him, but felt that he was wrong: "There is nothing to eat. When is it now, it is closed."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at his watch. It's already 09:30. Wang Bing yawned: "Abo, go eat, don't be hungry."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Okay." Although he has no appetite, he is very noisy on an empty stomach, so he wants to appease him.

Yu Zhibo stood up first: "Fried rice with eggs?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "Whatever."

There are very few customers in the store, and only a few employees who stay to work overtime are packing their luggage. There is no one in the kitchen. Yu Zhibo first cuts some ham and carrots, then puts a handful of peas, fried ham, carrots, peas, etc. in the hot oil pan for two minutes, then pours the broken egg liquid, and when the eggs mature, scoop them out of the rice cooker I took out a spoonful of cold rice, which felt a little bit less, so I added another spoonful. Wang Xiaoming said: "A little less, you can't eat so much."

Yu Zhibo did not pour some, and continued to fry the rice in a pan until the rice became soft and no salt and onions were added. Stir it well, put it on a plate, and put it in front of Wang Xiaoming: "Eat."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the fried rice with eggs on the plate, red, yellow, white, green, and orange with red, yellow, white, green, and orange. The color of rice is translucent. The taste is also very fragrant and tempting. I didn't feel hungry at first, but his appetite was picked up. He picked up a pair of chopsticks: "I can't eat so much, you can eat some."

Before Yu Zhibo spoke, Wang Bing squeezed in: "Abao, what are you eating?" Me too! "

Wang Xiaoming picked up a small bowl and called him: "This is yours." I want to get another bowl for Yu Zhibo to eat.

Yu Zhiboyan said: "You eat first, you can't eat anymore." As he said, he took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and smoked slowly, looking at two people, one big and the other. Little, eating in front of him, his eyes are very gentle.

Wang Bing took a sip and shouted, "Abo, eat well!" What is this? "

"Egg Fried Rice" Wang Xiaoming took a bite, his mouth full of fragrant flavor. I didn't expect egg fried rice to be so delicious.

Wang Bing said: "I must do it next time." The children are like this. Before they finished eating this time, they were already thinking about the next time.

Yu Zhibo asked: "Is it delicious?"

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Yu Zhibo's help is to send carbon in the snow, but he clearly realizes that luck is only temporary and he will return it soon. Thinking of this, his nose was sour and he didn't eat it later. Who would let him scrambled rice eggs?

Wang Bing finished his meal soon and looked at Wang Xiaoming's bowl. Wang Xiaoming felt his eyes burning: "If you can't eat, if you eat too much, you will feel stomach pain."

Wang Bing licked his mouth and said, "I haven't eaten enough yet."

Boyan Yu took out his cigarette, picked up Wang Bing and said, "Uncle will make it for you tomorrow."

Wang Bing kissed Yu Zhiboyan's face, very generous, leaving a lip mark: "Thank you, uncle."

Yu Zhiboyan took the towel and wiped his face, and carefully wiped Wang Bing's mouth.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his movements and forgot to eat. Yu Zhiboyan put down the towel and said, "Are you full?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "Uh-huh."

Yu Zhiboyan put down Wang Bing and took Wang Xiaoming to eat the leftover egg fried rice. After eating the leftover rice on his chopsticks, Wang Xiaoming looked at him in surprise. This person actually ate his leftover rice.

After Yu Zhibo finished his meal, he put his chopsticks in the sink: "Pack your things and go back."

Yu Zhibo drove, Wang Xiaoming sat in the back seat of the car, and Wang Bing hugged him. Wang Bingyi said and sang: "Little Swallow, dressed in flowers, come here every spring." Bo, we are going to dance tomorrow! "

Wang Xiaoming looked down at him and said, "What dance?" Tomorrow Sunday, I won't go to school. "

Yu Zhibo said: "Let's celebrate Children's Day."

"Oh, International Children's Day" Wang Xiaoming finally responded, "Does Bin dance too?"

"Well, I also jumped. The teacher said he wanted my parents to see them. I don't have my parents." Wang Bing looked at Wang Xiaoming innocently.

Wang Xiaoming touched his head and said, "You have Abao and uncle."

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