Chapter 22: .WIFI signal

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After recovering, Ti Xiao went home.
"Xiao Xiao, are you a bit fatter?" Asked Mother Xiao, pinching his face and turning around. "There is more meat on her face."
"No." Tiao Xiao vomited the orange nucleus, stretched out his hands and pinched his face, and felt that there was more meat on his face.
In the past few days, Xiaoyao Lei can't accompany himself to see a doctor, and he can still have a loving breakfast. It is a joy to be young, and it is natural to be fat.
And Xiaoyao's cooking is really delicious.
Xiao Xiao feels that those in his small book who want to see how Xiaoyao is every day, can add a "want to eat Xiaoyao every day".
Even if you are fat, this will blame your future daughter-in-law.
Near the end of the period, Ti Nanyi made up lessons at school, and the family was quieter without this shy little monster.
"Your aunt Li's son, I heard that going to a blind date has found the right person." After eating, Ms. Xiao began to ask a question every day.
Xiao Xiao shook his hand and yanked the orange into a gap. His brother smiled beside him.
"If you look at you again, you are still single. When I was about the same age as you, your brother was two years old." Mother Xiao said.
I couldn't laugh at this question.
"I have someone I like." Question Xiao thought for a while, "After the New Year, I will definitely get rid of the bill after the New Year."
After the first few incidents, Xiao Xiao couldn't be 100% sure, but faintly felt that Xiao Yao actually meant so much to himself, after all, no one would be idle and idle, and accompany a non-professional after a busy People see a doctor and make breakfast for him.
What you think is in gay.
But because of this uncertainty, Qiao Xiao could only be happy in his heart and continue to be his little goldfish.
After leaving his parents' home, Xiao went straight to the nearby book city, where he was going to buy books today.
After searching for several books and cartoons of human body structure, Title Xiao returned home, and someone knocked on the door as soon as the book was placed on the ground.
The knock on the door was very light, and he only politely twitched twice, not hurriedly.
"Who?" Question Xiao waited a while before asking, while changing his slippers slowly, he didn't rush to open the door.
"I, Xiaoyao."
After hearing this reply, Xiao Xiao jumped up in a hurry, and immediately went to open the door, still annoyed that he had just been lazy.
Attitude is also a great change.
"Yes, please come in, please come in, I don't know if you are knocking on the door." Ti Xiao hurriedly glanced at his image in the mirror next to him.
The hair is not oily, the clothes are not messy, the complexion is very good, and it is nice.
Then I took the book I just bought in the bookstore a little farther away. After all, the book I bought was a bit ... emmm ...
"What's the matter?" Said Xiao Xiao, who was about to bring slippers to Xiaoyao.
Xiaoyao's gaze stopped for a few seconds on the opened books, then he moved to Ti Xiao, his gaze was like staring at him: "I won't go in, I'll borrow a pot, your house Is there a pressure cooker? "
In fact, when he came to the Xiao family last time, he saw a pressure cooker on the kitchen shelf.
These were all purchased by Tia Xiao's mother for her son, but they were only placed there, and Tia Xiao didn't cook and never used it once.
"Pot?" Title Xiao was afraid he didn't know he had a pressure cooker at home.
"Pressure cooker, I want to stew soup." Xiaoyao smiled, "I can share you in a while."
After the loving breakfast, there was an extra late night.
"Okay!" Ti Xiao jumped up with joy, "You wait for me to find it for you."
After watching Xiao Xiao enter the kitchen, Xiaoyao looked at the Xiao family again.
The breath of painting is everywhere, but the "Men and Men CP Asana 100" I saw that day is not for oil painting.
Li Ye was an editor on a comic website. Xiaoyao also consulted specifically.
"The authors of this book are under my own hands. Your neighbor must be a drawing book. Otherwise, it is a comic book. I haven't run away. Why are you interested in our profession? Would you like me to give you Point resources Hehehe. "This is the original words of Li Yan.
There is also a book that has just been stunned by Xiao Xiao. If you read it correctly, the cover is also two human bodies with ambiguous postures.
When Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and looked over there, Qiao Xiao came out with a pot, "Do you see this?"
Xiaoyao took the pot and asked, "Do you like corn?"
"I like to eat." Said Xiao Xiao, I like whatever you cook.
"Okay." Xiaoyao nodded. "Wait a while, I'll cook it for you."
After Xiaoyao left, Xiao Xiao opened the live broadcast to draw. The illness had not been broadcast a few days ago, and just recently the serial platform also caught up with Christmas and New Year's Day activities.
Before the official start of construction, Qiao Xiao brushed Weibo for a while.
Xiaoyao, who is still in the kitchen and stewing soup, is also brushing Weibo, dragging his finger down to refresh, with a bubbling sound, Xiaoyao refreshed a Weibo.
Zhiyong's big sneeze: Huh, little fairies, see how much work I have done for your high-speed trains [Image]
The front of the photo is a few books, and the back is a computer with a screen on it, and the background looks like a bedroom.
A sticker was added to the cover of the book. Rao was so aware that Xiaoyao recognized the top one at a glance. It was a book that had just been seen at Xiao's house.
The scent of the broth slowly emerged, and the steam valve at the top of the pressure cooker hissed tirelessly.
Xiao Yao looked at the photos on the screen, frowned, and realized that things were not easy.
It always felt as if something extraordinary had been discovered.

[I haven't seen you in a long time!] I thought you would n’t broadcast QAQ anymore]
[A sneeze didn't start broadcasting because of illness a few days ago]
[Ah, have you been better recently? 】
[Are you going to paint the orange back today? Hhhh]
It hasn't been broadcast for a long time, and the popularity of Xiao Xiao's live broadcast has not declined. Fans have greeted him for his physical condition and thoroughly understood what he was going to draw.
"I'm sick, it's a fever, but it's cured, thank you." Tsai Xiaobian said in a voice, "Clever as you are, but today I don't draw a back view hahaha, there is a manuscript over the platform, you want to For Christmas or New Year's Day? "
After he was ill, a group of barrage screens brushed him to watch his body, and fans gave him a few small gifts, which melted in his heart and made him warm.
Today ’s microphones do n’t know what ’s wrong, the speaking voice is not normal, and Xiao Xiao does n’t have a voice changer, but the sound sounds much thinner than usual.
"Mai is not very good today, I will talk less for a while, you can just look at me and draw." Title Xiao Gang created a new file, and the door was knocked.
Maybe it was Xiaoyao who sent the soup, and Xiao Xiao hurriedly said to the microphone, "Hey, hey guys, wait a minute, I'll get some food."
There was a hint of joy in his tone.
"If there isn't enough, there will still be my family." Xiaoyao directly gave him a thermal insulation barrel. "If you can't finish drinking, you can put it in the refrigerator, and I will bring it to you in a while."
"Hey don't need to." Xiao Xiao took care of the love supper, "Let's put the pot there, I don't usually use it, just remember to stew the soup and divide me a bowl."
Xiao Xiao doesn't want to always meet Xiaoyao by chance, even if he puts a pot in his house, he must forcibly create a relationship.
After all, there is a saying how to say, neighbors just borrow things from each other.
When Xiao Xiao just came out of the bedroom, he was in a hurry. The pressure-sensitive pen in his hand had not been lowered. This attracted Xiaoyao's attention. It was not used for oil painting.
Xiaoyao asked, "Did you say that you came to paint oil painting that day? Do you have a ticket for an oil painting exhibition here?"
Not for the sake of rhetoric, Xiaoyao really had these few tickets, which were given to him by his grandfather.
The old man has been a hobby all his life, painting oil paintings and seeing oil painting exhibitions.
Therefore, at that time, Xiaoyao was not unreasonable when he heard the title Xiao said that he was painting oil painting.
But when these words are moved to this situation, it is still a bit of a cliché.
"Yes, it can, but when?" Question Xiao put the pressure pen into his pocket without any trace.
Xiaoyao still found this small action. He smiled and said, "There is still one month for the exhibition. Don't worry, please go. I won't bother."
[A sneeze, what did you just run so urgently? 】
[Hurry to see the takeaway brother take his own meal 23333]
[Every time you call me only takeaway brother ...]
"Hey, it's my supper, but it's not a takeaway brother." Ti Xiao put his nose in front of the bowl and sniffed the scent greedily.
The ribs were stewed soft, but the lotus root still had a crunchy texture. The golden corn segments floated on the noodle soup, which made people's appetite move at a glance.
[I remember Anee lived alone, who was that, curious? 】
[Huh uh boyfriend? 】
The word "boyfriend" fell into Xiao's eyes, and it really won his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising.
Xiaoyao next door flashed the live broadcast information on the author's Weibo, brought headphones, and heard a word as soon as he entered the live broadcast room-
"It's the soup that someone I like stews for me, wait for me to show you."