The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Almost as soon as Aunt Jiang's comment was posted, within five seconds, the message prompt in the lower right corner popped up several comment replies.

[There are cat cakes: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, understand! ! !Woohoo, I'm hopeless! 】

[Xiaoyu: Laughing to death, seeing such a comment, my account is useless. 】

[Small temper: Big points deducted from Nanshi! ! /Dabaa.jpg]

[Little Mushroom: Nonsense, it's clearly Oita in Nanshi! 】

Jiang Yu was lying on the bed rolling with laughter when she saw the netizen's reply to the comment.

Anyway, no one knew her, Jiang Yu posted a few more comments, and still forwarded and commented.

[Do not drink porridge and repost and comment: I used to be scolded by my mother for wetting the bed, but now I am praised by Xiu Zai for wetting the bed/licking the screen.jpg]

[Repost and comment without drinking porridge: I practiced shooting with Xiu Zai, and the target shooting is really good/tears.jpg]

[Forward without drinking porridge and comment: There are five kinds of snakes in the world, black snakes, white snakes, flower snakes, cobras, and five sets of internal snakes for repairing cubs/shy.jpg]

Jiang Yu's Weibo account is a newly registered Weibo account, and the number of followers is zero, not even zombie fans, so she doesn't have to worry about anyone seeing her free self-posted comments.

After saying a few coquettish words one after another, Aunt Jiang put down her phone contentedly, then stretched out of bed.

It feels so good to feel free to speak without worrying about being ripped off.

No wonder those sunspots don't talk through their brains.

This is to feel that there is no worries.

Witnessing the whole process of milk dumplings, people are numb.

What kind of insane (bushi) things did the ancestors say! ! !

Is this something that humans can say!
Thinking of Jiang Yu's words about tigers and wolves just now, Nai Tuanzi's snow-white hair was dyed pink, covering her face, and hid in her spiritual consciousness.

Even white rice sent a message to it, but it didn't reply.

Aunt Jiang came out of the bedroom, just in time to see Shen Chixiu who was busy in the kitchen.

Shen Chixiu just turned around, and caught a glimpse of Aunt Jiang from the corner of his eye.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Chixiu lifted the lid of the casserole and asked Aunt Jiang while stirring the cooked porridge with winter melon and fresh shrimp.

Aunt Jiang's eyes couldn't help falling on the phalanx of the young man holding the walnut-colored wooden spoon. His phalanx was extremely slender, with well-defined joints and clearly protruding blue veins.Picking up the long handle of the wooden spoon with two fingers and thumb, and gently pinching it, that gesture...Jiang Yu looked at it, and couldn't help but start to think about it.

"Huh?" Shen Chixiu had already walked in front of her without knowing what. He had the smell of food and a touch of cedar, which smelled good and delicious.

Shen Chixiu asked her: "What are you thinking?"

Aunt Jiang came back to her senses, her eyelashes trembling.

She thought about the ramblings she had just posted on Weibo, and immediately coughed a little guiltyly, and said, "No, it's nothing... I just suddenly feel that you are very virtuous."

"Xianhui?" Shen Chixiu raised his eyebrows unhurriedly upon hearing the words.

"Yeah," Aunt Jiang nodded and said, "Who married you...cough, you must be very happy to be married."

Shen Chixiu didn't take it seriously, "Really? Then will you marry a 'virtuous' person like me?"

When Aunt Jiang heard this, she blinked.

She looked up at the young man in front of her, but the young man's eyes did not fall on her. He seemed to be looking at something from the side, with a cold and distant expression.

It seems that just because I was a little curious, I asked the question just now.

But I don't seem to be curious about the result.