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It has been a week since the movie "Night is Coming".

For many staff members, the memories of that night are still vivid in their memory.

The reason is nothing... It's really anemia. The little black and white flowers are roasted and braised, fried and eaten... It's so delicious!

There are too many endorsements and announcements in Shisui, and he is busy dealing with work this week.

For Xiangyi, a pleasant vacation has begun.

The old house of Xiang’s family.

Xiangyi wore cute strawberry anti-scalding gloves and pulled the oven open.

A row of sweet and crisp egg tarts is emitting a scent of scent.

The girl put the egg tart and cranberry crisp on the plate, then brewed a pot of peach oolong tea, and brought it to the table in the courtyard.

"Grandma, will the uncle really say he will bring his aunt back?" Xiangyi put down the wooden tray and looked out curiously.

"I hope that even if I'm not a girlfriend, I can bring a female friend back, but it really doesn't work... male friends, too."

Grandma Xiang tasted a bite of tea and seemed calm, but in fact her fingers kept turning Buddhist beads.

Before he finished speaking, a familiar magical laughter rang out outside the fence.

"Haha, Song Song's pomegranates are ripe, I'll go up and pick them for you!"

A sweet voice sounded: "Farewell, it's too dangerous."

"It's okay, it's not dangerous or dangerous! I'm a tree climber! And I climb super fast!"

While meeting, they climbed up the tree in their suit jacket and leather shoes, carefully selected them, picked two big and red pomegranates, and shouted: "Song Song, you go on!"

Song Qiuqiu:?

Xiangyi and Grandma Xiang in the courtyard all had a word in their minds:

Danger!!!

The meeting specifically aimed at Song Qiuqiu and threw the pomegranate and grenade out.

"Bang!"

One pomegranate hit Song Qiuqiu's head, and another hit Song Qiuqiu's chest!

The impact was too great, and Song Qiuqiu sat on the ground, feeling embarrassed.

Xiangyi and Xiang's grandma's movements were simultaneously supported by the forehead.

The meeting on the tree hurriedly called out: "Song Song!"

Xiangyi put his hands together and prayed that his uncle could say a few words.

Immediately afterwards, my uncle said the cosmic steel straight man’s speech:

"You're not dead, are you?"

Song Qiuqiu:???

She slowly raised her head and met Xiang Heng's overjoyed face: "Song Song, you are still alive!"

Song Qiuqiu told herself that she must bear it.

She smiled slightly: "Well, you come down."

Meeting: "No, no hurry, I'll pick a few more for you! You're all here!"

... God is here!

Song Qiuqiu had the heart to pull up the pomegranate tree.

Seeing this, Xiangyi hurriedly went out to greet him.

"Sister Song, long time no see."

Song Qiuqiu has a baby face, a sweet pink cardigan with a white skirt, which looks much younger than her actual age.

"Rabbit!" Song Qiuqiu was surprised and happy, giving Xiangyi a big hug, with bright eyes, "Can I pinch your face? Is it OK?"

Xiangyi said helplessly: "Sister Song Song, I am twenty-one years old..."

Next second—

The cheeks were pinched, and they were pinched on both sides at the same time.

Suitable: o(*°▽°*)o

At this time, the voice of meeting came from the top of our heads: "Xiao Xiangyi, please take a little bit to the side, don't affect our Song Song to receive pomegranates."

Xiangyi looked up and found that Xiang Yong picked a lot of pomegranates, held them in a suit jacket, and smiled honestly.
Chapter completed!