My Goddess is a Cat

? The night is like the melancholy recorded in a girl's diary, one-third of blankness, one-third of sadness, one-third of immaturity, and one-point of hypocrisy.

It was like the city of Hangzhou in the game map, looking at it calmly, but there was a loud voice near the auction house, and then left, gradually lonely and silent, only listening to the sound of horseshoes following behind.

The mood at night began to fall, and that was when the emotion of hypocrisy became excited.

Tang An is not really hypocritical, but he does have some regrets. Although he doesn't need to pay too much attention to games on weekdays, he is not the kind of person who is addicted to games. For him, real life is very fulfilling. There are many things in the game that can attract him, but there are not too many or too important to him.

But after all, it was a game that took so much time and so much energy. I also remember the freshness and dazedness when I was a novice when I and my nurse were both newbies, and I also remember the copies that can be single-swiped now. When opening up wasteland, the nanny's extreme increase in blood and operations led herself and the team to overcome obstacles.

It seems that there is a copy, and the team led by the nurse was the first one to pass. So far, the IDs of several people are still recorded on the honor list.

Those excitement, those passions, those warmth still seem to be vivid. The game is virtual, but the feeling is real. This is probably what makes people care about social in online games.

The nanny gave up this game. Although Tang An could not be considered a first-line player, she did not give up after all, but did not expect the nanny to leave first. Without a little sign, she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

I always feel that the nanny's performance today is too abnormal... Tang An thought for a while, is the nanny really a girl?

With this thought, Tang An himself got goose bumps. Perhaps it was because the things he did to Ma Shilong made Tang An feel a little bit unbearable, so he was worried that he would encounter such a thing.

In Tang An's view, there are many players who don't distinguish between male and female in the game, but after long-term contact, the difference between male players and female players is still very big. Even if they pretend, Tang An can see it.

The so-called female players who are online for at least twenty-four hours are very, very few, and yes, but if the "wife" of a male player is like this, then be vigilant.

Often the nanny is online 24 hours a day, that's nothing... For a while, Tang An even felt that the nanny never went offline. Would such a player be a girl? The aunt is here without fear?

Forget it...I play games with the nanny, and don't care if the nanny is a man or a woman. Now that the nanny has decided to leave, Tang An also decided to put down the game instead of trying to persuade him.

Everyone has his own life, and everyone has his own choices. Unless he knows the bottom line in reality and knows all the problems facing the other party, Tang An will rarely want to persuade the other party and give the other party his own opinions.

Anyway, the nanny is also on his own QQ, so I won’t lose contact in the future. When I have a game that I think is good, I will go to play with him. It can be seen that the nanny is not the kind of quitting a game, just for all games. People who are not interested.

The nanny wants to participate in the selection of SB48 trainees? Tang An laughed incredulously, wishing him success.

At this time, Tang An still didn't have much sleepiness. The phone rang, and Zhang Yuying sent a message asking him if he was asleep.

The room lights were all on, and I must have not slept. Tang An just thought about it, and then realized that this was Nan Mao’s room, and his room light had gone out.

It's not right. When Zhang Yuying came last time, it was still her own room, so when Zhang Yuying saw the light in his room she thought was on, it was just nonsense.

I knocked my head, what am I thinking? Is it because I have been with Nanmao for a long time, and I have to go around like this?

"No..." Tang An returned Zhang Yuying's message.

Zhang Yuying said to come and chat with Tang An and let Tang An go downstairs.

Tang An frowned slightly, why did he go downstairs to chat? Do you think it's a bit inappropriate to chat in his room in the middle of the night? This is not Zhang Yuying's character. Is it because of something she said today that made Zhang Yuying start to mind some small details?

Tang An couldn't figure it out, and felt that he was thinking too much... Hey, what kind of mentality is he now? Why is he so sensitive?

When Tang An went downstairs, Zhang Yuying came.

Zhang Yuying wore a Ming-made Hanfu style blouse. It was the clothes and trousers worn by women in the Ming Dynasty. However, it was more casual and looser. The laces under the ribs of the shirt were slightly loose, which always made people want to help. She pulled away and tied the urge again.

Girls who are fond of various styles of clothing, such as skirts, Hanfu, JK uniforms, etc., such girls can often control a variety of styles, just like Zhang Yuying is now wearing this Ming-style housewear. There is also a touch of classic elegance.

Zhang Yuying is not the impeccable type like Sang Mengmeng, she is just an ordinary beautiful girl, not the kind that amazes everyone as soon as she appears, nor is it the kind of beautiful girl who exudes cuteness and vitality from Lin Yuling.

But when Zhang Yuying appeared in front of Tang An, she made Tang An look very comfortable, there was no pressure, and it did not irritate people’s eyeballs. He picked up something, plain, like mineral water with a little bit of gas. It still feels comfortable.

"Do you know Du Fu?" Zhang Yuying put down a bottle of wine in her hand.

Tang An looked at the bottle of wine and was a little worried that Zhang Yuying would let him drink. It was a bottle of red wine, which was not produced in France or other traditional European high-end wine producing areas, but Zhang Yuying would never bring a bottle of red wine as a guest... Chinese Without that habit, this bottle of red wine was taken out of Sang Mengmeng's room. In short, it will be a boutique... It's a pity that Tang An can't drink casually.

"I know." Tang An nodded and looked at Zhang Yuying expressionlessly, "You ran over in the middle of the night. You wouldn't be discussing with me the beauty of the poets of the Tang Dynasty or the ill-fated ()? "

"Of course not... I just thought of the poem we learned in junior high school: I will be the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains and small mountains. This poem was written by a person with little knowledge like Du Fu!" Zhang Yuying sat in the living room, sighing. With emotion.

"Du Fu is very busy..." Tang An laughed, "Of course I don't have so much time to see the mountains and the water. Mount Tai is still very high, and the view is still very impressive. You can't just say that people are less knowledgeable. "

Zhang Yuying **** her loose hair, and while tilting her neck to fiddle with her hair, she said: "He has never seen Mount Everest. He has seen Mount Everest, so he would not write about Mount Tai like this."

"Have you seen Mount Everest?" Tang An didn't want to worry about Zhang Yuying's initial topic, but the conversation between two people was usually very casual, and it was common to talk casually.

"I have seen it." Zhang Yuying put down her hair, pressed her hands on the coffee table, and said solemnly with her lips pursed, as if she was recalling how shocking the majestic and majestic Mount Everest was.

"Have you seen it?" Tang An didn't believe it. Zhang Yuying is a typical girl who is limited and lively and never loves sports. Tibet is a sacred place to cleanse the soul of dirty literature and art.

If it's not dirty, what do you want to wash? Since it is dirty, can Tibet wash you away? Tang An has always been dismissive of this, as is Zhang Yuying.

"I saw it just now." Zhang Yuying nodded earnestly, then waved his hand up and down to draw waves in front of Tang An, "wave after wave..."

With that said, Zhang Yuying couldn't take it seriously, and couldn't help but laugh.

Tang An could only look at her expressionlessly, and finally knew what she was trying to say after pulling so far. She just wanted to say how tall and big the **** of Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye were!

"You are Mount Tai, they are Mount Everest." Tang An nodded, in fact, the gap is not that big... Tang An has never seen how big Zhang Yuying really is, but it is certainly not as big as Mount Tai and Mount Everest.

"Yeah!" Zhang Yuying patted the coffee table depressedly, "I haven't had a special feeling when I was with Sang Mengmeng, but the two sisters together really set off my little, depressed!"

"I want to sleep quietly later, and I don't want to get up to wash my underwear tomorrow morning." Tang An was sullen and smiled.

"Indecent!" Zhang Yuying laughed haha.

Tang An was too lazy to argue. He wanted to talk about nasty and pornographic stories. He was ashamed of Zhang Yuying, but who made her a girl? She can tell, but others can't tell her.

"Why do I think Sang Yueye is also interesting to you?" Zhang Yuying stopped smiling suddenly and looked at Tang An seriously.

Tang An shook his head. Although he had a relationship with Sang Yueye, Sang Yueye really had nothing to do with him, although in his heart, Sang Yueye must be something special.

But girls are really sensitive. Zhang Yuying must have noticed some subtle aspects of her words and deeds when she talked to Sang Yueye.

"Have you ever thought of sisters serving a husband together?" Zhang Yuying continued to laugh, looking forward to her, "I will report my thoughts to you tomorrow!"

What she said was of course the feeling that she would sleep with Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye tonight.

"Can you be serious?" Tang An knocked on the table and said, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Okay." Zhang Yuying became serious again, "Then tell sister if you are crooked, even if you are crooked, sister will not despise you!"

Tang An sighed, "You will know if I am crooked if you try."

Zhang Yuying's cheeks warmed, she glared at him, and then tilted her head triumphantly, "Forget it, I'm not interested... I'm a pure girl. Besides, you should still be straight if I have seen it before... I just wonder if you are surrounded by so many beauties, but you are always taking care of yourself. It is inevitable that you will be criticized."

"What's wrong with this? Your school still has a lot of well-known handsome guys, so many people chase you, and you don't see you looking for a boyfriend, so are you a lesbian?" Tang An immediately retorted.

"There are so many handsome guys...but I don't like them." Zhang Yuying looked at Tang An and said.

After speaking, Tang An didn't answer the conversation as Zhang Yuying expected, so he fell silent, and the two looked at each other and then staggered their eyes.

Tang An touched her neck, and Zhang Yuying looked around, as if looking at the living room of Tang An's house.

"Come on, we haven't had a drink together for a long time." Zhang Yuying took the corkscrew and opened the bottle of red wine.

"It's not beer, how can it be drunk like this." Tang An is not particularly particular about it. He feels that red wine has to be drunk elegantly, but he doesn't want to get drunk and get into trouble!

I have already made up my mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I definitely can’t drink bad things anymore. It’s a shame to think about it... Before the college entrance examination, I sat on the roof of the teaching building with Zhang Yuying and bought more than ten bottles of beer. Finally I was caught by the class teacher. , Just considering that the college entrance examination is about to deal with two people.

Seeing Tang An's expression, Zhang Yuying knew when Tang An had remembered things, and also showed a reminiscence expression, so she lifted the bottle and took a sip without hesitation, and then handed the bottle to Tang An, "Come on!"

Zhang Yuying’s lips were moist, exuding the fragrance of a girl, and the mouth of the bottle was also moist, stained with the fragrance of a girl, or more intensely, the scent of wine made people drunk. Tang An wanted to insist on not drinking, but looked at Zhang Yuying. Tang An took over the wine bottle with his eyes softened by memories.

Is this an indirect kiss?

This kind of indirect kissing will only make the heartbeats of young boys and girls who are not particularly familiar with them. Tang An and Zhang Yuying are of course not. How do good friends care about this?

But Tang An just cared, took a sip, thinking about it, he must not get drunk...Anyway, he can't get drunk in one sip.

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