My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 117 117: Are they still smiling?
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In the room, Xu Baichuan and Tang Yi were sitting in front of the computer playing games.

The door of the room was kicked open suddenly, and a lazy and magnetic voice that belonged to someone rang out: "Move some chairs to the rooftop and have supper."

The two froze for a moment, then jumped up at the same time.

On the rooftop at night, the temperature is a bit low.

Their orphanage's location is relatively remote, and it's completely quiet at night, even the neon lights in the distance can hardly shine here.

At this moment, a small lamp was on on the roof, and the light was dim. In the open space in the center, there was a table and four chairs.

Four people sat down around the table.

The three big boys never felt cold. Their hair was messed up by the night wind, but they were still very handsome.

On the other hand, Xu Shengxiang was a little funny.

He was wrapped in a big blanket, with a winter thunder (peak) hat on his head and a thick scarf around his neck.

From a distance, it looks like a simple and honest snowman standing in the night.

The three boys sat around the table, glanced at her, and laughed lowly at the same time.

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

Are they still smiling?
The blanket was taken by Xu Bochuan, the hat was taken out by Tang Yi from the bottom of the box, and the scarf was forced on her by Fengcheng.

They did such a good thing that they still laughed? !
Seeing that her face became a little ugly, the three of them suddenly didn't dare to laugh.

Tang Yi coughed twice, and quickly comforted her: "Xiangxiang baby, you just recovered from a serious illness, it's better to be more cautious."

"That's right, it's windy at night. If you catch a cold, you'll have to get an injection tomorrow." Xu Bochuan patted her head: "Be happy, you see that Acheng even bought food for you."

food……

It's okay not to talk about this, but when it comes to this, Xu Shengxiang gets angry.

On the table, there are all kinds of skewers and a large bag of beer, the smell is simply too attractive.

But that's not for her to eat! ! !

In front of her, there was a lonely bowl of porridge and a cup of cold medicine.

This style of painting forms a strong contrast.

so annoying...

It's fine if you don't feed her, let her watch them eat!
At this moment, the smell of grilled skewers wafted over continuously, and Xu Shengxiang felt that this was simply another torture in life.

Never hoped so, her nose was still blocked.

That way you don't have to suffer.

The three of them took a can of beer from the bag, pulled the tab, and made a 'chuck' sound.

Tsk, the sound is very refreshing.

When will she be able to drink beer.

The three of them watched her closely and never let her drink a drop of wine.

Xu Shengxiang lowered his head, glanced at the cold medicine granule in his hand, and propped his small face with one hand, looking a little melancholy.

Tang Yi had already raised his beer: "Come, come, let's celebrate Baby Xiangxiang recovering from a serious illness, let's go."

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

This said.

Like she's terminally ill.

It's just a cold, and I don't know what to celebrate.

The three of them raised their beers at the same time, but Xu Shengxiang didn't move.

They turned their heads at the same time, staring at her for a moment.

It's unbearable for three people who drink beer to clink glasses with her who drinks cold medicine!

Xu Shengxiang really wanted to pour a cup of cold medicine on their faces.

Think about it or hold back.

Reluctantly, he picked up the glass of cold medicine, touched their beer perfunctorily, put it on his lips, and took a sip.

She just put the glass down here.

Xu Bochuan held up the beer again, Jun's face was expressionless: "Ah Cheng reined in the precipice in time, and came back after walking around the gate of hell. It is worth celebrating."

(End of this chapter)