Chapter 482: You are my fingertips starlight

The rotten football was so profound and profound in Li Che's memory that he couldn't concentrate at all this morning. He thought that his head was not as strong as that football.
So this kind of threatening words, he just dared to arrange in the heart.
Yan Ge finished eating the dishes in his mouth, then he looked up and smiled gently at him.
He smiled and frowned, and there was a shallow dimple on one cheek.
It's so beautiful.
But now, as soon as he saw the words and laughed, Li Che had to think about it in his heart.
Touching the ticket in his pocket, Li Che called up the courage and said to Yange, "Huanhuan, you can watch my game in the afternoon. Anyway, you have no class in the afternoon. I have free tickets. If you do n’t watch it, you waste Now. "
Yange shook his head, then smiled apologetically at him, and continued to bow down to eat.
Li Che: ...
Well, it takes a little patience to chase girls.
He wasn't in a hurry, anyway, there was plenty of time.
By the end of school, Yan Ge's arm had completely swollen.
The medicine she carried in her hand was dropped on the seat under the bus sign when she got off the bus, and she went home.
The host ’s parents have n’t finished work yet, and Yange learns the same as the host. He rolls up his sleeves and cooks rice in the kitchen, and then cuts the vegetables to be cooked, waiting for Li to take charge.
The host is not talented in cooking, let alone a song, and the food she cooks is good. Even the rice is soft and hard.
It was still Li's mother who thought of a way. Every time before work, put rice and water in a pot, and just turn on the switch when the song went home.
Speaking of which, all the household appliances in the family are considered as old and have not been replaced for a long time.
Host art is a very expensive profession, but no matter what the host needs, Mother Li and Father Li will try their best to satisfy them, and even buy a commercial house for the host early, so that when they die later, the host can rely on it Live on rent.
Father Li and Mother, really arranged everything for the host in the future.
Yange feels that he can actually learn to do something, such as fine arts. To be honest, it is really hard to find a job after graduating, especially like the host, who is still unable to speak. Even if he really finds a job, Father Li Li Li was certainly not assured.
But what do you do?
Songs sitting on the bed meditated holding an electronic drawing board.
The phone rang at this time. It was a voice from Li Che: Huan Huan, don't you really plan to help me draw a mural in the house? I am paid, and I invite you very seriously. I have seen your paintings. To be honest, I do n’t know art, but I like your color schemes very much. I feel very bright. I like them very much at first sight.
The host likes things with strong colors, and her paintings are also good at this.
Yan Ge thought about it and returned to him: I'm still a student, and I can't paint well.
Li Che: I heard people say that you have been painting since you were a child, and you have won a lot of drawing prizes in junior high school and high school. Although I am a child, you can't deceive me like this.
Song of Songs: Oh, mainly because I don't want to paint. I wanted to give you some face. Since you can't understand me, I can only tell the truth.
Li Che: oo
Li Che: Why don't you want to paint?
Yan Song: Nothing challenging.
Li Che: ...
Can this girl change the way she talks? He didn't want her to tell the truth anymore.