Cartoonist Code

When there were only two people, Chuixue was particularly good at talking nonsense, and Huang Duanzi was easy to come by.

"Tsk, what you said, sometimes I don't even want to move my hand, you have to pester me."

Compared with Dongfang Ming, after doing that kind of thing, Baishang Chuixue is more delicious.

Women have an advantage over men in that kind of thing. Every day, the average man is not very waist-strength.

Dongfang Ming is above the average line, but when it comes to blowing snow above the average line, most of the time, it is not very strong.

It's hard to make her cry like I said before.

School trip rooms are allocated boys with boys and girls with girls.

The mix of men and women is also Dongfang Ming and Baishang Fuxue.

However, the room they live in is the demarcation point between boys' and girls' accommodation.

Therefore, the people on both sides were leaning against the wall and wanted to hear the conversation between Dongfang Ming and Baishang Fuxue in the next room.

It's human nature to gossip, but unfortunately this hotel has good sound insulation. You can hear the sound from the wall, but the content of what you say is difficult to hear.

But everyone still enjoyed it, because they were expecting the sound of "ummmmmmm" from the next room.

Both boys and girls are looking forward to something from H.

On the girls side, Mengyuan Zhiyu and other girls were sticking to the wall, expecting a red-faced voice from the next door.

Teruhashi Xinmei didn't learn Meng Yuan Zhiyu, she really wanted to do it, but she was a perfect beautiful girl and couldn't do such a rude behavior.

It's easy on the boy side, and the boy side can't hear anything. In order to quiet this group of troubled children who are expecting inappropriate voices for children, Qimu Nanxiong used his superpower to make them unable to hear anything.

That way they don't expect the impossible and sleep peacefully.

Dongfang Ming and Shirakami Fubuki next door couldn't possibly be on a school trip. They're not that hungry yet.

Doing this kind of thing outside, even in Japan, Dongfang Ming is actually worried that he will appear on the "domestic boutique".

If someone doesn't know what a "domestic boutique" is, then don't know, it's not a big deal anyway.

Knowing that maybe there is no benefit, and it may affect the body.

"Oh, what are you all doing against the wall, are you learning gecko?"

Rantangli, who finally came back from the hot spring, looked at a large group of boys against the wall in doubt.

"They are eavesdropping." Haitou, who did not participate, replied, in fact, he was also curious, but he was not easy to go because of his face.

"I can't hear anything."

"Seems."

"Is the sound insulation so good?"

"I don't know, what's the point of us eavesdropping if we can't hear it."

"Would you like to install a bug?"

What someone says is outrageous, and the idea is just too whimsical.

What's good about eavesdropping, the voice next door is meaningless.

Qimu Kusuo had already covered himself with a quilt and pretended to sleep.

The voices next door are all talking about H jokes, and Dongfang Ming's animation clips are all in the middle, and they have no meaning at all.

Neither Dongfang Ming nor Baishang Chuixue knew that the partition had ears, but their voices were not too loud. This was a habit used to be in the cartoonist's apartment.

In the past, the cartoonist's apartment had poor sound insulation, which caused everyone to unknowingly whisper at night to avoid disturbing those who went to bed early.

There is a TV in the room, but neither of them are interested in watching it, neither of them like watching TV shows.

They are all seniors, animation, comics, games, and novels are what they love.

The school trip is a rare break for Dongfang Ming, so he is on the line with people.

For him, lining up with people is relaxing. There are a lot fewer people who are still fighting with him now, many people can't resist him and block him, and a few people are still insisting on fighting with him.

The little fox on the bed was not playing with his mobile phone. He was playing with his mobile phone, and was writhing on the bed like a maggot while holding the pillow.

Blizzard should be watching sweet love animations, and now his aunt is laughing all the way, and this smile has begun to develop into a foolish laugh.

"Ming sauce, Ming sauce, Ming sauce."

Rolling on the bed, Baishang Chuixue, who hit Dongfang Ming's back, stopped and shouted Dongfang Ming.

"What's up?"

Dongfang Ming replied, quickly tapping one character after another with both hands.

If you type fast, you may lose your family if you type slowly. If you type fast enough, you can't protect your family.

Because the next second you never know whether you lost your mother or the opposite mother.

"Ming sauce, come and give me a smile." Baishang Chuixue sat up from the bed, raised Dongfang Ming's chin with his index finger, and showed him a cold smile.

"Ha ha……"

Dongfang Ming responded with an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Did you eat catnip or did your **** itch?"

"No, I was very excited to watch the love animation. Also, your **** is itchy."

The two bicker every day. If they were in the cartoonist's apartment, they might be covered with a quilt and slept together.

Unfortunately, this is a hotel for a school trip. They can't be so presumptuous and it's not nice to soil the sheets in the room.

When sleeping at night, Dongfang Ming hugs Chuixue and kisses Chuixue. Many things are either inconvenient to do, or they can't be done to the fullest, so they simply don't do it.

Even so, not much can be done. Dongfang Ming, who was holding Chuixue, was already satisfied.

Silent night, it is no longer the same person in bed many years ago, staring at the phone with dead eyes, surfing the Internet and watching funny things. sleep.

He already has a bed warmer, warm animal ears, a warm big tail, and a warm body.

Dongfang Ming rubbed Chuixue's cheek contentedly, who opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

"Blizzard, I love you."