Zhuge Dali is making the final sprint for the game.
Chen Meijia is playing with her mobile phone.
Zhang Wei came over with two cups of very special milk tea: "Try the isatis milk tea I made by myself. It will cure you if you are sick and prevent you if you are not sick."
Zhuge Dali and Chen Meijia took it and took a sip.
Chen Meijia's expression was very strange: "How should I put it, it feels weird, like a punk health regimen."
"It's better than medicine." Zhang Wei is very optimistic about his isatis milk tea: "I've made several pots of it, drink more."
"Why did you buy so many isatis roots?" Chen Meijia heard Zhang Wei say yesterday that he had isatis roots, and thought he just bought less. When she heard that Zhang Wei actually cooked several pots, she was a little shocked.
"Ding……"
Zhuge rang the bell vigorously: "There was a discount at the drugstore before, and Zhang Wei was greedy for cheap and hoarded a lot."
Zhang Wei was stunned after hearing this. He did not expect that Zhuge Dali even knew such a thing: "Dali, I remember not telling you, who told you?"
"Ding……"
After Zhuge rang the bell vigorously, he replied: "Zhao Haitang said it last time."
"Well, Zhao Haitang, in order to find a topic for chatting with Dali, you actually said everything, see if I don't deal with him." Zhang Wei was very angry, but for the sake of face, he hurriedly found a reason to explain: "Then...that's me
He had the foresight to create the material that would lead to today.”
"Click..."
The door opened.
Hu Yifei walked in happily: "I'm back."
"I!"
Chen Meijia exclaimed and quickly changed her position away from Hu Yifei.
Zhuge Dali also moved his position.
Zhang Wei even used a pillow to cover himself.
In the eyes of the three of them, Hu Yifei is now a walking cold virus.
It must be dealt with carefully.
"Stop hiding." Hu Yifei saw the reaction of the three of them helplessly: "I'm fine."
"What a sin." Zhang Wei still didn't dare to be careless: "Did you spread the cold to the elderly?"
"Am I that kind of person?" Hu Yifei rolled her eyes at him: "I got better from the cold before I went. Just now, my skills were astonishing. The high notes were so high that I screamed with joy. I sang "I will love you even if I die."
His aura was such that several of the old men had to take off their hearing aids, and they all felt like Everest."
Hu Yifei's current condition really doesn't look like she has a cold.
He looks healthier than normal people.
Chen Meijia thought about it carefully. Hu Yifei and Tang Zhan were isolated upstairs. They didn't have a cold. She was puzzled and asked: "You killed the cold with a bullet?"
"No." Hu Yifei explained: "Actually, I wasn't feeling better last night, so I thought I might as well not go. I didn't expect that Zeng Xiaoxian would dare to laugh at me."
Hu Yifei became more and more proud as she talked, but when she thought about what happened last night, she was indeed a little weird: "Can anyone laugh at me? That guy Zeng Xiaoxian actually laughed at me. When I sang, he actually dared to say that I looked like Yang Kun, and that I was
He fell into obscurity while watching dramas and games, didn’t wear long-lasting clothes, exposed his arms and legs, let him say all sorts of sarcastic things, and in the end..."
"What happened in the end?"
The three of them are now curious about what happened.
"Zeng Xiaoxian has a cold."
"I'm fine with my cold."
After Hu Yifei finished speaking, before they could say anything else, she remembered something: "By the way, his cold seems to be getting worse."