Vol 311 Chapter 1427: 1427 A basket of rotten apricots

Chapter 1427 1427. A basket of rotten apricots

Huo Xueying accepted Song Tan's beauty well.

After all, a girl’s appearance depends on her spirit! Song Tan doesn't have to go to work now, isn't it normal to become more beautiful? As for herself, if she continues to work in this bad class, the spots on her body will start to grow!

So she blamed everything on her **** job. At this moment, she couldn't help but touch Song Tan's face again. It was smooth and tender, and she couldn't help but moan again: "When can I stop going to work!" You’ve got a lot of hair!”

Song Tan was curious: "Didn't you keep calling for job-hopping before? Why haven't you left yet?"

Huo Xueying was very resentful: "You have always said you wanted to change jobs before, but you didn't leave either... Whatever your reasons are, I'm the same reasons!"

In the final analysis, capitalists are all the same in the world!

The **** here is not a good person, and the **** over there still needs to be tempered. It is better to be mature than to be a raw person... Anyway, she already has her own work style, just like a married middle-aged woman, just make do with it!

Then he looked at Lu Chuan with bright eyes.

Song Tan understood immediately: "My boyfriend, Lu Chuan—isn't he good-looking?"

Her pride was palpable, and Huo Xueying nodded crazily: "It looks good! It looks good! Hello, Lu Chuan, I am Huo Xueying, and this is my boyfriend Zheng Qu."

The two of them stood together. Huo Xueying originally thought that Zheng Qu had good features and a good figure and was not overweight. At this moment, she was stunned and turned her head -

Without him, the comparison is too tragic!

She couldn't help but touch her face again... She and Song Tan were standing together, which probably had the same effect!

Forget it, forget it! No one dislikes anyone! Anyway, the good news didn’t go to anyone else. Song Tan is my good friend and my boyfriend’s classmate, so I won’t lose anything!

With her emotional blessing, the four of them sat down happily.

After Zheng Qu sat down, he couldn't help it anymore and pressed a series of "fuck" words in the group, which aroused everyone's curiosity:

"Monitor, what's going on? Didn't you say that you and your girlfriend would treat Song Tan to dinner today?"

"That's right! How are our class flowers doing now?"

"Yougua! Speak quickly! Sit and wait!"

"Don't just lie, tell me!"

"Where are the people?!"

Everyone called, but Zheng Qu had already put down his phone at this moment, watching Huo Xueying unpacking the things Song Tan had brought, exclaiming every time he checked something.

Song Tan actually didn't bring much. The first thing he gave out at this moment was a bag of tea. Huo Xueying was already going crazy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Song Tan smiled: "Then you can order two more delicious dishes for me when you eat later!"

Huo Xueying was so moved: "No matter how much I order, it can't be as good as your own..."

Her boyfriend Zheng Qu was watching, always feeling weird.

Just, his girlfriend...is she too flattering to Song Tan?

The bag of tea leaves was so full that there was only one or two. It was just a small box of tea leaves. I don’t know what she was excited about.

The next thing is: "Ahhh pickled green peaches!! I can't even buy them! My mouth is watering now - I can't hold it in, I can't eat it now!"

There is a jar of green and tender peaches in an ordinary plastic jar. They are very cute, but the taste is probably hard to compliment. Is this thing worth shouting about?

Finally, he looked at Lu Chuan's face and attributed it all to the fact that the two of them were so good-looking that his girlfriend was so lustful that she couldn't help but hold it in her arms, let alone tea leaves and green peaches. inside.

After that comes a box of fried rice.

The fried rice was ordinary, browned and fragrant. Zheng Qu sniffed: it was indeed quite fragrant. Song Tan also explained: "You know, I don't have much at home at this time of year, and I haven't really sold anything since the beginning of spring. The green peaches before were all bought by others... After thinking about it, I packed some fried rice for you. Chew something to nourish your stomach. "

Huo Xueying was very resentful: "Eating a little bit every day is good for nourishing the stomach, but do you think I should choose to eat to the fullest or to drink slowly and slowly?"

To be precise, this is not controlled by the brain, but by her instinct!

Song Tan burst out laughing: "I'll just leave it to your boyfriend to keep, and I'll grab a handful for you every day."

Huo Xueying shook her head wildly, and Zheng Qu smiled awkwardly.

Even though he was so versatile, after thinking about it over and over again, he could only squeeze out one sentence: "Fried rice is good, fried rice is good, what is made by the farmer's firewood stove is fragrant and full of affection."

Lu Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but look at him again, holding back his laughter.

Apart from anything else, Huo Xueying was very tight-lipped and didn’t share any of the good things with her boyfriend!

But Huo Xueying nodded, having no doubt about Song Tan's affection. Finally, after digging out the hand cream and a jar of last year's watermelon jam, she put her whole body on it:

"Song Tan!! Why are you so good!!"

The hand cream is even just an ordinary white tube with a trademark on it! You can tell by looking at it that you didn’t buy it! Song Tan even said that they made it themselves!

How outrageous! If this was facial cream or something, he would have to stop Huo Xueying from getting it on her face easily! But the girlfriend was obviously crazy. At this moment, she religiously stuffed the jar of hand cream into her bag and solemnly said: "When I get home at night, wash my hands and prepare gloves before applying this! I must wear it all night!" "

Zheng Qu:…

He was a little sad.

During the Chinese New Year, when he was pursuing Huo Xueying, he gave her a set of hand cream from a big-name brand that was very popular at the moment, and the other party never took it seriously!

A box of six tubes of hand cream was now in the car, office drawers, and bags. Huo Xueying saw that anyone could squeeze a little bit...what about now?

The boyfriend who was still warm felt a little sense of crisis, and at this moment he stretched out his hand: "What a good thing, it's so precious, give me a try!"

Huo Xueying pressed her bag tightly in an instant: "Go, go, go! Your hands are rough and you are not worthy of a man!"

Zheng Qu: ...his emotions are torn apart! He's not a bricklayer at a construction site, so why are his hands so rough? !

As for the bottle of watermelon jam he made, the other party carefully put it back into the bag without letting him touch it at all.

At this moment, a boyfriend with sensitive skin was slightly broken.

He watched his girlfriend sweetly chatting with others. At this moment, he took out his mobile phone in frustration and found that the group chat building had already been built with hundreds of floors.

As I scrolled up and down the page, the conversation started from being curious about Song Tan, to being curious about her boyfriend, and finally talking about the past, lamenting that I am getting old, and then the girls in my class shared photos of their beautiful faces. , the boys talked about their cars and stocks without leaving any trace...

Zheng Qu sighed quietly: He was supposed to be a member of these ordinary people, but at this moment, he stared at his face reflected in the screen of his mobile phone, and then looked at the beautiful couple sitting opposite...

To use what girlfriends often say, they are not on the same layer at all.

I can't even feel jealous, I can only look up to him.

So he moved his fingers and sighed in the group: "Song Tan is right to have no intention of falling in love... A basket of rotten apricots is not as good as one fairy peach!"

"I didn't mean to say everyone is a loser, I just used a metaphor."

Update, here it comes!

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