Chapter 1476
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He turned around and looked around Erya's study.
Sincerely: "Er Ya, your house is well decorated, which is in line with your temperament."
Er Ya shrugs, not modest: "Tang Huai and Jia Jia are the same."
"What else can I do for you?" Ma Zhihao takes back his eyes and looks at Er Ya.
Er Ya winked at him lovingly, and her round face was full of smile that could infect people's hearts: "no, thank you tonight."
"Do me a favor." Ma Zhihao looks very gentleman.
"Have a snack?" Erya had only a little supper. She was going to cook something, or she would be too hungry to sleep all night.
Ma Zhihao drank a lot of wine tonight. His stomach has been burning.
The smell of wine is acting up.
The wine rose from his esophagus, which made his throat burn and his mouth dry.
Just now a cold coke came into his stomach to make him feel better.
He has no appetite now. He doesn't want to eat.
He shook his head, and then said, "I'm leaving. If you need my help, you can go to the seventh floor to find me."
Erya said with a smile, "OK."
Ma Zhihao went out of the study.
Erya follows him and takes him out.
Ma Zhihao walked towards the stairs. Just around the corner, he stopped.
Turning around, Erya is still standing at the door smiling at him.
His eyes flashed slightly. "Do you have my phone number?"
Erya shook her head. "No cherry"
he took out the same style of phone with Tang Huai from his pants pocket: "what's your number?"
Er Ya reported her mobile number.
After the input is saved, Ma Zhihao raises his eyes and takes a look at her: "the seat machine at home."
Er Ya reported the past again.
I saw Ma Zhihao's long, green fingers typing a string of numbers.
After preservation, Ma Zhihao raised his phone and slightly raised his lips: "OK."
Er Ya waved to him: "Bye ~"
After Ma Zhihao left, Erya began to cook porridge.
Because of her work, she always eats on time.
Tang Huai, like her, is prone to hunger and stomach disease.
Let her have time to cook more lotus seed and Lily soup.
Before going out in the morning, she soaked up the Hericium Mushroom.
Wash the prepared lotus seeds, tremella, lily, Hericium erinaceus, dried longan, medlar and other ingredients, and boil them in the pot.
After cooking for two, it's already 12:30.
In the middle of the night, the street outside is very quiet, and the area is even less.
Erya turns on the light on the balcony, then comes to the balcony with a lotus seed soup and a book in her hand. She reads while eating. It's quiet in the night. She likes this kind of atmosphere best. She comes here and enjoys it.
The fresh lotus seed soup is still very hot. She eats very slowly. She puts a spoon into her mouth and gently blows it cool before putting it into her mouth.
She added yellow icing sugar, thick and smooth, slightly sweet and with the unique taste of Lily and lotus seed.
This Lily soup is delicious and nourishing. She likes it very much. As long as she put all the materials into the pot and boil them with enough water, it's simple and convenient, and she doesn't need to pay attention to cooking skills.
When you like to eat sweet, put more lollipop, and less on the contrary.
All of a sudden, a taste that doesn't belong to lianzitang breaks into Erya's nose.
Er Ya smells it. It smells like cigarettes.
Smelling the second-hand smoke was bad, she got up, took up the bowl and prepared to go into the house.
The remaining light from the corner of the eye swept a beam of light projected from below.
Seventh floor?
Er Ya subconsciously thinks of Ma Zhihao.
He lives in 703. It's her downstairs.
Er Ya put the bowl in place, then leaned out of the guardrail and looked down.
I could see that the balcony light was on downstairs, and when she came out like this, she could smell more smoke.
Don't guess. Ma Zhihao is smoking downstairs.
Er Ya takes back her upper body, puts her hands on the guardrail, and taps her index finger gently.
Thought: so late do not sleep, go to the balcony to smoke, worry?
She had just smelled alcohol from him.
He's not going to be unhappy, is he?
Then drink and smoke.
Er Ya leaned out again, craned her neck and looked down. The voice was not very loud. She called out, "Ma Zhihao?"
Ma Zhihao, who was lying on the balcony and smoking comfortably, was surprised to hear Erya's voice.
On such a quiet night, her voice was not loud, and it was loud.
Ma Zhihao got up abruptly, went to the guardrail, put out his head and looked up: "Er Ya, you call me?"
Erya giggled twice. She was in a good mood, and her laughter was as beautiful as that of a warbler, which made her intoxicated: "what's the trouble?"Ma Zhihao listens to it, and is slightly shocked. Why does this girl ask?
He's like someone who's upset?
He's a very open-minded person, and he never gets upset.
Even if there are setbacks at work, he feels that they will always pass.
He is more open-minded, serious pursuit of career, and his thoughts are humorous and casual.
"What's the matter?" Ma Zhihao asked.
"Why do you torment yourself like this if you haven't slept so late and smoke and drink?"
“……” I'm enjoying life, girl.
"I cooked Lily soup. Would you like a bowl?"
I wasn't hungry in her house just now, but these two hours passed. I had a meal with the Senior Customs officer and drank a lot.
Drink a bottle of coke, pull a few bubble urine, the wine in the stomach is all gone, really hungry.
"You send it down, or I go up?" Ma Zhihao is not polite.
"Come on up." After eating, she can clean up the dishes together.
"Good." Ma Zhihao snuffed out the smoke.
……
Within two minutes, Erya heard a knock on the door.
When she came to open the door, Ma Zhihao, who was sleeping in a pure cotton Pajama, stood at the door.
Pajamas with short sleeves, shorts and legs, light gray, look tall and sunny.
Ma Zhihao came in and joked: "in the middle of the night, you dare to invite men to come home. Are you not afraid to lead wolves into your house?"
Er Ya shut the door and locked it.
When she was alone at home, she would lock the door, so that she could feel a sense of security in her heart
After sitting down, she looked up at Ma Zhihao, who was smiling at the corners of her mouth and eyes. Then he asked, "are you a wolf?"
Ma Zhihao sat down in front of the bowl of Lianzi soup, and they said face to face, "a man can be called a wolf. See what kind of wolf he is."
"Then I have put the wolf in the house. What do you do?"
"Eat, what else can I do?" Ma Zhihao smiled, picked up the spoon and ate.
Erya frowned slightly, and her eyes lingered on his face for two seconds. The man looked good when he smiled.
Erya asked as she lowered her head and ate: "have you met anything unhappy?"
"No cherry," Ma Zhihao replied quickly.
Er Ya thought he was concealing something intentionally. She looked up at him and said, "it's not good to talk to me while we're all here for porridge? I'll be happy when I say something unhappy. "
"My grandmother told me about you now."
Er Ya moves. Isn't he happy because of her?
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He turned around and looked around Erya's study.
Sincerely: "Er Ya, your house is well decorated, which is in line with your temperament."
Er Ya shrugs, not modest: "Tang Huai and Jia Jia are the same."
"What else can I do for you?" Ma Zhihao takes back his eyes and looks at Er Ya.
Er Ya winked at him lovingly, and her round face was full of smile that could infect people's hearts: "no, thank you tonight."
"Do me a favor." Ma Zhihao looks very gentleman.
"Have a snack?" Erya had only a little supper. She was going to cook something, or she would be too hungry to sleep all night.
Ma Zhihao drank a lot of wine tonight. His stomach has been burning.
The smell of wine is acting up.
The wine rose from his esophagus, which made his throat burn and his mouth dry.
Just now a cold coke came into his stomach to make him feel better.
He has no appetite now. He doesn't want to eat.
He shook his head, and then said, "I'm leaving. If you need my help, you can go to the seventh floor to find me."
Erya said with a smile, "OK."
Ma Zhihao went out of the study.
Erya follows him and takes him out.
Ma Zhihao walked towards the stairs. Just around the corner, he stopped.
Turning around, Erya is still standing at the door smiling at him.
His eyes flashed slightly. "Do you have my phone number?"
Erya shook her head. "No cherry"
he took out the same style of phone with Tang Huai from his pants pocket: "what's your number?"
Er Ya reported her mobile number.
After the input is saved, Ma Zhihao raises his eyes and takes a look at her: "the seat machine at home."
Er Ya reported the past again.
I saw Ma Zhihao's long, green fingers typing a string of numbers.
After preservation, Ma Zhihao raised his phone and slightly raised his lips: "OK."
Er Ya waved to him: "Bye ~"
After Ma Zhihao left, Erya began to cook porridge.
Because of her work, she always eats on time.
Tang Huai, like her, is prone to hunger and stomach disease.
Let her have time to cook more lotus seed and Lily soup.
Before going out in the morning, she soaked up the Hericium Mushroom.
Wash the prepared lotus seeds, tremella, lily, Hericium erinaceus, dried longan, medlar and other ingredients, and boil them in the pot.
After cooking for two, it's already 12:30.
In the middle of the night, the street outside is very quiet, and the area is even less.
Erya turns on the light on the balcony, then comes to the balcony with a lotus seed soup and a book in her hand. She reads while eating. It's quiet in the night. She likes this kind of atmosphere best. She comes here and enjoys it.
The fresh lotus seed soup is still very hot. She eats very slowly. She puts a spoon into her mouth and gently blows it cool before putting it into her mouth.
She added yellow icing sugar, thick and smooth, slightly sweet and with the unique taste of Lily and lotus seed.
This Lily soup is delicious and nourishing. She likes it very much. As long as she put all the materials into the pot and boil them with enough water, it's simple and convenient, and she doesn't need to pay attention to cooking skills.
When you like to eat sweet, put more lollipop, and less on the contrary.
All of a sudden, a taste that doesn't belong to lianzitang breaks into Erya's nose.
Er Ya smells it. It smells like cigarettes.
Smelling the second-hand smoke was bad, she got up, took up the bowl and prepared to go into the house.
The remaining light from the corner of the eye swept a beam of light projected from below.
Seventh floor?
Er Ya subconsciously thinks of Ma Zhihao.
He lives in 703. It's her downstairs.
Er Ya put the bowl in place, then leaned out of the guardrail and looked down.
I could see that the balcony light was on downstairs, and when she came out like this, she could smell more smoke.
Don't guess. Ma Zhihao is smoking downstairs.
Er Ya takes back her upper body, puts her hands on the guardrail, and taps her index finger gently.
Thought: so late do not sleep, go to the balcony to smoke, worry?
She had just smelled alcohol from him.
He's not going to be unhappy, is he?
Then drink and smoke.
Er Ya leaned out again, craned her neck and looked down. The voice was not very loud. She called out, "Ma Zhihao?"
Ma Zhihao, who was lying on the balcony and smoking comfortably, was surprised to hear Erya's voice.
On such a quiet night, her voice was not loud, and it was loud.
Ma Zhihao got up abruptly, went to the guardrail, put out his head and looked up: "Er Ya, you call me?"
Erya giggled twice. She was in a good mood, and her laughter was as beautiful as that of a warbler, which made her intoxicated: "what's the trouble?"Ma Zhihao listens to it, and is slightly shocked. Why does this girl ask?
He's like someone who's upset?
He's a very open-minded person, and he never gets upset.
Even if there are setbacks at work, he feels that they will always pass.
He is more open-minded, serious pursuit of career, and his thoughts are humorous and casual.
"What's the matter?" Ma Zhihao asked.
"Why do you torment yourself like this if you haven't slept so late and smoke and drink?"
“……” I'm enjoying life, girl.
"I cooked Lily soup. Would you like a bowl?"
I wasn't hungry in her house just now, but these two hours passed. I had a meal with the Senior Customs officer and drank a lot.
Drink a bottle of coke, pull a few bubble urine, the wine in the stomach is all gone, really hungry.
"You send it down, or I go up?" Ma Zhihao is not polite.
"Come on up." After eating, she can clean up the dishes together.
"Good." Ma Zhihao snuffed out the smoke.
……
Within two minutes, Erya heard a knock on the door.
When she came to open the door, Ma Zhihao, who was sleeping in a pure cotton Pajama, stood at the door.
Pajamas with short sleeves, shorts and legs, light gray, look tall and sunny.
Ma Zhihao came in and joked: "in the middle of the night, you dare to invite men to come home. Are you not afraid to lead wolves into your house?"
Er Ya shut the door and locked it.
When she was alone at home, she would lock the door, so that she could feel a sense of security in her heart
After sitting down, she looked up at Ma Zhihao, who was smiling at the corners of her mouth and eyes. Then he asked, "are you a wolf?"
Ma Zhihao sat down in front of the bowl of Lianzi soup, and they said face to face, "a man can be called a wolf. See what kind of wolf he is."
"Then I have put the wolf in the house. What do you do?"
"Eat, what else can I do?" Ma Zhihao smiled, picked up the spoon and ate.
Erya frowned slightly, and her eyes lingered on his face for two seconds. The man looked good when he smiled.
Erya asked as she lowered her head and ate: "have you met anything unhappy?"
"No cherry," Ma Zhihao replied quickly.
Er Ya thought he was concealing something intentionally. She looked up at him and said, "it's not good to talk to me while we're all here for porridge? I'll be happy when I say something unhappy. "
"My grandmother told me about you now."
Er Ya moves. Isn't he happy because of her?
He turned around and looked around Erya's study. Sincerely: "Er Ya, your house is well decorated, which is in line with your temperament." Er Ya shrugs, not modest: "Tang Huai and Jia Jia are the same." "What else can I do for you?" Ma Zhihao takes back his eyes and looks at Er Ya. Er Ya winked at him lovingly, and her round face was full of smile that could infect people's hearts: "no, thank you tonight." "Do me a favor." Ma Zhihao looks very gentleman. "Have a snack?" Erya had only a little supper. She was going to cook something, or she would be too hungry to sleep all night. Ma Zhihao drank a lot of wine tonight. His stomach has been burning. The smell of wine is acting up. The wine rose from his esophagus, which made his throat burn and his mouth dry. Just now a cold coke came into his stomach to make him feel better. He has no appetite now. He doesn't want to eat. He shook his head, and then said, "I'm leaving. If you need my help, you can go to the seventh floor to find me." Erya said with a smile, "OK." Ma Zhihao went out of the study. Erya follows him and takes him out. Ma Zhihao walked towards the stairs. Just around the corner, he stopped. Turning around, Erya is still standing at the door smiling at him. His eyes flashed slightly. "Do you have my phone number?" Erya shook her head. "No cherry" he took out the same style of phone with Tang Huai from his pants pocket: "what's your number?" Er Ya reported her mobile number. After the input is saved, Ma Zhihao raises his eyes and takes a look at her: "the seat machine at home." Er Ya reported the past again. I saw Ma Zhihao's long, green fingers typing a string of numbers. After preservation, Ma Zhihao raised his phone and slightly raised his lips: "OK." Er Ya waved to him: "Bye ~" After Ma Zhihao left, Erya began to cook porridge. Because of her work, she always eats on time. Tang Huai, like her, is prone to hunger and stomach disease. Let her have time to cook more lotus seed and Lily soup. Before going out in the morning, she soaked up the Hericium Mushroom. Wash the prepared lotus seeds, tremella, lily, Hericium erinaceus, dried longan, medlar and other ingredients, and boil them in the pot. After cooking for two, it's already 12:30. In the middle of the night, the street outside is very quiet, and the area is even less. Erya turns on the light on the balcony, then comes to the balcony with a lotus seed soup and a book in her hand. She reads while eating. It's quiet in the night. She likes this kind of atmosphere best. She comes here and enjoys it. The fresh lotus seed soup is still very hot. She eats very slowly. She puts a spoon into her mouth and gently blows it cool before putting it into her mouth. She added yellow icing sugar, thick and smooth, slightly sweet and with the unique taste of Lily and lotus seed. This Lily soup is delicious and nourishing. She likes it very much. As long as she put all the materials into the pot and boil them with enough water, it's simple and convenient, and she doesn't need to pay attention to cooking skills. When you like to eat sweet, put more lollipop, and less on the contrary. All of a sudden, a taste that doesn't belong to lianzitang breaks into Erya's nose. Er Ya smells it. It smells like cigarettes. Smelling the second-hand smoke was bad, she got up, took up the bowl and prepared to go into the house. The remaining light from the corner of the eye swept a beam of light projected from below. Seventh floor? Er Ya subconsciously thinks of Ma Zhihao. He lives in 703. It's her downstairs. Er Ya put the bowl in place, then leaned out of the guardrail and looked down. I could see that the balcony light was on downstairs, and when she came out like this, she could smell more smoke. Don't guess. Ma Zhihao is smoking downstairs. Er Ya takes back her upper body, puts her hands on the guardrail, and taps her index finger gently. Thought: so late do not sleep, go to the balcony to smoke, worry? She had just smelled alcohol from him. He's not going to be unhappy, is he? Then drink and smoke. Er Ya leaned out again, craned her neck and looked down. The voice was not very loud. She called out, "Ma Zhihao?" Ma Zhihao, who was lying on the balcony and smoking comfortably, was surprised to hear Erya's voice. On such a quiet night, her voice was not loud, and it was loud. Ma Zhihao got up abruptly, went to the guardrail, put out his head and looked up: "Er Ya, you call me?" Erya giggled twice. She was in a good mood, and her laughter was as beautiful as that of a warbler, which made her intoxicated: "what's the trouble?"Ma Zhihao listens to it, and is slightly shocked. Why does this girl ask? He's like someone who's upset? He's a very open-minded person, and he never gets upset. Even if there are setbacks at work, he feels that they will always pass. He is more open-minded, serious pursuit of career, and his thoughts are humorous and casual. "What's the matter?" Ma Zhihao asked. "Why do you torment yourself like this if you haven't slept so late and smoke and drink?" I'm enjoying life, girl. "I cooked Lily soup. Would you like a bowl?" I wasn't hungry in her house just now, but these two hours passed. I had a meal with the Senior Customs officer and drank a lot. Drink a bottle of coke, pull a few bubble urine, the wine in the stomach is all gone, really hungry. "You send it down, or I go up?" Ma Zhihao is not polite. "Come on up." After eating, she can clean up the dishes together. "Good." Ma Zhihao snuffed out the smoke. Within two minutes, Erya heard a knock on the door. When she came to open the door, Ma Zhihao, who was sleeping in a pure cotton Pajama, stood at the door. Pajamas with short sleeves, shorts and legs, light gray, look tall and sunny. Ma Zhihao came in and joked: "in the middle of the night, you dare to invite men to come home. Are you not afraid to lead wolves into your house?" Er Ya shut the door and locked it. When she was alone at home, she would lock the door, so that she could feel a sense of security in her heart After sitting down, she looked up at Ma Zhihao, who was smiling at the corners of her mouth and eyes. Then he asked, "are you a wolf?" Ma Zhihao sat down in front of the bowl of Lianzi soup, and they said face to face, "a man can be called a wolf. See what kind of wolf he is." "Then I have put the wolf in the house. What do you do?" "Eat, what else can I do?" Ma Zhihao smiled, picked up the spoon and ate. Erya frowned slightly, and her eyes lingered on his face for two seconds. The man looked good when he smiled. Erya asked as she lowered her head and ate: "have you met anything unhappy?" "No cherry," Ma Zhihao replied quickly. Er Ya thought he was concealing something intentionally. She looked up at him and said, "it's not good to talk to me while we're all here for porridge? I'll be happy when I say something unhappy. " "My grandmother told me about you now." Er Ya moves. Isn't he happy because of her?
