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"My mouth is so sweet, how many pounds of honey did I eat before I went out?" Yun thought about the look of interrogation.

Suddenly, Song Mian put the charming skin in front of her, and the slightly closed eyes looked at Yun with confusion.

"How much you eat, you will know if you try it."

Fang Song Mian's warning came into play. Song Qian drove the car intently, watching the nose and watching the nose, without any influence.

Yun thought about pushing away Song Mian's face: "Let's go back, I have homework, you cook for me, I do homework?"

Watching movies, there are no good movies recently; shopping is really not for her, especially with Song Mian.

She is not very well-known right now, but she can be considered as a familiar face in front of the audience. If someone is secretly photographed, she has to explain the relationship with Song Mian.

It is impossible to deceive her. If it is public, it will be over. After all, she is only 17 years old.

As for going out to see the scenery, she didn't have any requirements for these things, but she went back to her best.

"It turns out that my girlfriend is satisfied as long as I can see me." Song Mian sat very happily and said to Song Qian, "Go back."

"No... shopping?"

After returning to Song Mian's house, Yun thought about it until Song Mian had guessed her idea, so many fresh dishes.

After changing the home clothes, Song Mian wore a men's apron, the kitchen was by the window, and the dining room was a partition of the ancient style similar to the Bogu shelf.

Yun thinks that sitting in the dining room, through the gap between the partitions, you can see the busy figure of Song Mian.

Song Qian did not appear consciously, so Yun Xiang thought about the two people in the whole room.

She lowered her head and concentrated on her homework, and in her ear was the sound of washing and chopping vegetables, which was surprisingly pleasant.

After Yun Yun thought about the same job, the enticing aroma also permeated.

She raised her head unconsciously, and saw Song Mian lowering her head while frying vegetables, his movements were flowing.

The kitchen lights and the moonlight falling outside the window are intertwined into Song Mian.

Maybe it was a good-looking person who did everything beautifully, and Yun thought that God could not help but think about it.

"Call Xiaolin up for dinner." Song Mian, holding the dish, said to Yun Xiang.

Yun Xiang thought that he immediately recovered, quickly sorted out his things, and then went down to call Yun Lin who had just finished his homework. When he saw that Wang Yong had already cooked dinner for Song Qian, they did not call them.

"So fragrant, fragrant and fragrant!" Yun Lin couldn't help but praise as soon as she opened the door.

The little fairy held by him also meowed and ran away.

"Go wash your hands." Yun Xiang thought to Yun Lin, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands and help set up the tableware.

Song Mian made four dishes and one soup, the dishes are two meat and two vegetarian.

"Brother Mian, the food you cook is so beautiful." Yun Lin sat at the table and watched a few dishes that were very colored. She couldn't help moving her index finger. After a few bites, she began to gobble up. "It's also delicious. "

"Eating slowly, eating too quickly is not conducive to absorption and digestion of the stomach." Song Mian carefully told.

Yun Lin just slowed down. Yun thought shook his head helplessly, thinking that Yun Lin was still picky about Song Mian before, and this time he was influenced so well.

After the meal, Yun Lin mysteriously leaned over to Song Mi, who was cleaning up the tableware: "Brother Mi, are you a doctor, right?"

"Yes." Song Mian answered while washing the dishes.

"I have a good friend. He vomited as soon as he drank Chinese medicine, but he couldn't eat Western medicine. What should I do?" Yun Lin asked in a low voice.

"Chinese medicine does not have to drink." Song Mian's hand kept moving, "I will write a note for you later, you ask him to go to the Song pharmacy to hang Song Hongqi's number."

"Can I not drink?" Yun Lin felt incredible. "Can he cure the disease without drinking?"

"Acupuncture and moxibustion can be combined with a medicine bath or a foot bath." Song Mian's head smiled at Yun Lin slightly.

"It's so magical." Yun Lin felt like he had a new understanding of Chinese medicine.

"Want to learn?" Song Mian asked with a smile.

Although Yun Lin has starlight and admiration for Song Mian, he shook his head firmly: "I want to learn to fly!"

Since the last time he took a helicopter, Yun Lin has fallen in love with the thrill of flying in the air.

"No conflict, both can be considered." Song Mian did not tell Yun Lin that he was both.

"Sister said that one goal cannot be customized before the next goal is achieved, and will lose sight of it." Yun Lin is still very determined.

Song Mian didn't say much, but nodded, wiped the dishes clean, put them in the cabinet, adjusted the sterilization, walked out of the kitchen, and wrote a note to Yun Lin.

Yun Lin read the words above and didn't know any of them...

"The most illegible word in the world is the doctor's word!" Yun thought to his younger brother, "I went to school and I know how to say it?"

"I'm not stupid, I said a brother I know." Yun Lin answered immediately.

The other party will definitely ask him how to get this note, how could he answer that this is my future brother-in-law?

"Okay, go on to practice." Yun thoughtfully touched his brother's head.

Yun Lin began to pay attention to his hair style, so Yun thought he was not uncomfortable with his hair.

Before leaving, Yun Lin also took away a little reluctant fairy: "I will take you the light bulb."

I am obviously reluctant to be a little fairy, so I have to say so for the sake of my sister.

However, Yun Lin had just left his forefoot, and Song Yao had come back, giving a USB flash drive to Song Mian.

Song Mian turned on the computer, and Yun thought that he came over and realized that it was their school: "You asked Song Yao to copy and monitor?"

The top domestic universities naturally have no shortage of monitoring. Almost every public area has monitoring, but it can't be transferred casually.

Unless there is a major incident, or a legal officer has a certificate to come to the door, otherwise the school will not give it easily.

"They should be thankful that you are a student of their school." Song Mian's fingertips were sliding, and the speed of the playback was blindingly fast.

If it is not Yun Xiangxiang or a student at the school, if this happens outside, he will hack directly into the system, where he needs to inform them, and ask them if they want to.

Because of the girlfriend, they will give them a little respect.

"You adjusted the monitoring for several days..." Yun thought about looking at the date, starting on Monday.

All four days, all-round monitoring, but Song Mian locked the cloud to think about it, all of which is where you think about it.

Fortunately, Yun thinks about not running around. There are the most libraries, canteens, and classrooms. The dormitory is only in the corridor. There must be no dormitory, but there are also many.

Song Mian scanned it all in half an hour. His slender muscular hands quickly struck the keyboard, so fast that Yun thought that he could not see his operation at all, and soon a dozen pictures were monitored. The screenshot inside is enlarged.