He had a good foundation in painting in his childhood, and I don’t know where he found the colored pens.

Color on the bow and draw a little man.

She also drew a Q-version Yan Zhan on the side where she was not injured in her neck!

I don't know how he was able to write.

Manshu could imagine what would happen if Yan Zhan came back and saw this painting.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhan has already gone to the company.

And childhood obviously regarded this place as its own home.

Manshu wanted to go back to his friend's house next door, but he pulled Manshu to play games.

"You can play with me first and then go back."

"Besides, now that's so early, won't the neighbor next door sleep in?"

While turning on the TV in his childhood, he also said to Manshu: "By the way, you go and wash the dishes first."

Manshu: "..." It's okay to wash dishes, but why aren't you?

Perhaps he understood Manshu's confusion with expressionless expression. After sitting on the carpet in his childhood, he raised his hands: "Look carefully, is the surgeon's hands used to wash dishes?"

"If I hurt my hand, who will be responsible?"

This is an excuse.

Manshu didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

“I’ll go wash.”

Manshu simply went to wash dishes, but there were only a few bowls.

After washing the dishes, I put them in and then returned to the living room.

The childhood game is ready to start.

He also handed another handle to Manshu: "Come quickly, why are you doing while standing?"

When Manshu looked at the game screen, he was a very classic Conra.

This is a game from many years ago. No wonder I said that the game was old before my childhood.

"I won't." Manshu shook his head.

Actually, I don't want to play.

Her neck hurts a little.

I feel uncomfortable, don’t want to move, I just want to lean on the sofa and be a salted fish.

"You can't learn it. You should be disabled and strong in your will, do you know?"

In childhood, she didn't care whether she could or not, and she directly stuffed the handle into Manshu's arms.

Manshu threw his jar and beat him.

She grew up in the countryside as a child and came into contact with this game at Kawako's house.

His family has a Xiaobawang learning machine, which can plug in a game card to play games.

Manshu and Wang Yi were both called to his house to play.

Her skills are not very good.

After death, he still steals the life of his childhood and resurrection for granted.

She was not angry when she was childhood, and just asked her while playing: "How did you know Yan Saner?"

"You are the first girl to stay here. I have been thinking about it all night and I have always felt it was incredible."

Manshu glanced at him, but smiled without saying a word.

Tsk, the little girl can also pretend to be mysterious in movies.

"Then what is your relationship with the Yu family next door?"

When I remembered her childhood, she just said she wanted to go back to the next door.

He knew the two brothers of the Yu family, and he knew the older ones, and he also knew the younger ones.

For Manshu like this, just because of her outfit, it seems that she has nothing to do with the Yu family, right?

"Yu Yan is a friend of a brother I know."

"We haven't known each other for a long time."

When I heard this, I looked surprised: "You dare to go to a boy's house before you know each other for a long time?"

"Aren't you afraid of being in danger? Little sister."

"You know, men nowadays are all hungry wolves!"

Manshu's mouth twitched: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"What do you mean by myself? I'm a good person!" While operating the little man in childhood, he looked and said, "I'm giving you a kind reminder."

"For example, Yan San'er? Did you go to your room last night? How dangerous!"

He didn't say that Manshu wouldn't think about last night's nightmare.

As soon as he said this, Manshu didn't say anything.

After being stuffy, my face looked very good.
Chapter completed!