One day, Jian Xiaoxi was drinking a small wine, looking at the picture of blushing and beating heart on the laptop, with a calm expression on his face. Someone beside him could no longer calm down and leaned over. Jian Xiaoxi turned his head, raised his glass and asked: Do you want a drink? Someone put down his wine glass, closed his notebook, and said seriously: Don’t look at it, I’ll take you to try it...//Chen Mo, if you climb into your bed again, he will be your grandson. Li Yufan is barefoot, very Manly swearing at the door. Five minutes later, he knocked on the door with a smile: Grandma, open the door, I am your grandson... The door next door opened: the face is a good thing, please Prince, you still want it. (This article Two CPs, played in no particular order, no number of games.)