Yu Shu scolded as he took pictures: "I thought you folk music society was OK to do nothing, and then the Folk Music Society reported. Every day, I was called as a tool man. How could I be so miserable?"


    Wenqiao looked at her, smiling: "sister said less than two words, later fix the voice will increase the difficulty of work."


    Yu Shu burst out a rude sentence: "he damn your beauty, even if."


    Four people made five videos, one single video for each, and one ensemble video.


    Snow is pouring, beautiful scenery.


    The video is beautiful to the heart of the people, Yu Shu has to be the charm of folk music.


    These girls, are sincere love folk music, heart to deduce the beauty of folk music.


    She admired these girls in her heart.


    After the shooting, Yu Shu sat in the pavilion, and raised his two Lang legs: "I don''t do it, quit."


    Lu youyou hugged her: "don''t think, you, born a folk music club, die is the soul of the folk music society, come in and don''t want to go out."


    "I dare you are a black shop."


    "Please take my sister to a hot pot in the evening, can''t you?"


    Yu Shu squints at her: "eat the best if you want to eat."


    "No problem. I have a reservation for the best hot pot shop. Let''s go."


    Lu youyou intended to treat her. She was also the president. This kind of collective activity must be invited by the president.


    After finishing running to the cashier, the counter told her that she had already bought the bill. It was a list from a boy in a sanitary dress.


    Lu ran over and pointed to Dong Yao: "is it the list you bought?"


    The whole group of girls in Minle society are short of a root, looking at Dong Yao: "you said to pay, why do you rob to buy?"


    Asked Dong Yao suspected life: "yes, why am I shopping for it?"


    Lu youyou stared at him: "so why are you buying it?"


    Five big eyes of confusion stare at him, Dong Yao patted chopsticks: "I have money, willing to buy, can''t I?"


    Four people''s face ''original so'' expression, Lu Leiyou still quite not satisfied: "I also do not poor money OK?"


    Dong Yao was lazy to keep her wordy: "next time you please, I won''t rob."


    Lu Leiyou''s a little bit like this.


    Wenqiao doesn''t love to publish his life on social media, but Lu likes it.


    Lu Leiyou can brush more than ten screens a day.


    So, Fu Nanli was equivalent to watching a live broadcast, where they went to play separately.


    They stayed in Hangzhou for two days, took a cable car, burned incense and enjoyed the lake.


    Arrive at home at 6:00 the next night.


    Snow stopped, the corner of the door was piled with thick snow, the courtyard door was open, the living room was lit with lights on, she wore a red thread cap, carrying the luggage compartment, pushing the door for a moment, thinking she was wrong.


    Choked by the cold wind, Wenqiao coughs, the man stands up and walks towards her. Wenqiao looks at her mother nervously and nervously.


    Fu Nanli reached for her wrist, Wenqiao slightly back, looking at Fu Nanli, dare not move.


    He clapped her back with his broad hand: "cold is not good, snow day runs out to play, is it frozen again?"


    The gesture and tone were very intimate, and Wenqiao whispered, "how did you come?"


    He glanced at her face, and with a slight effort in his hand, "can''t I come?"


    After panic, Wenqiao didn''t notice the tone of questioning in his tone, "my mother didn''t know..."


    He had been dragged into the living room, the door closed, the room was open air conditioning, very warm, Wenqiao while the neck of the scarf, thinking of words.