This efficiency is comparable to that of Neptune.
What’s the point of falling in love? Jiang Qin didn’t understand, he might as well make a lifelong good friend.
“Uncle, remember to give her a red envelope when the time comes.”
Jiang Qin chuckled: “Once you fall in love, you are an adult, so you can’t ask for red envelopes anymore.”
Yang Shuan pursed his lips: “If you don’t want to give it to me, I’ll ask my aunt for it.”
Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu and found that she was sitting in the passenger seat looking at him, feeling a little drowsy, with a silly and cute expression.
She must have fallen asleep, otherwise she would have to touch her purse now when she heard Yang Shuan calling her aunt.
Even though she was silly sometimes, she knew very well that she was called aunt.
“Father, I don’t have a girlfriend, I can get a red envelope.”
“Go away, you don’t even have a girlfriend, how dare you ask for a red envelope?”
“…”
After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he thought for a while: “No, what about that little aunt selling fruit outside your school? Is his son who is in junior high school willing to call you daddy?”
Hearing these words, Guo Zihang suddenly looked embarrassed, and his face turned as bright as Zhong Kui’s: “That was all my freshman year, and it’s been three years now, okay?”
“Oh, is her son, who is a freshman in high school, willing to call you daddy?”
“????”
After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he and Yang Shu’an burst out in joy, and the car was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Probably disturbed by the laughter, the little rich woman suddenly woke up and rubbed her eyes with an innocent look. Then she realized that it had nothing to do with her, so she unfolded Jiang Qin’s coat and covered her body, looking at it with bright eyes. Looking at him.
At two o’clock in the afternoon, the four people got off the highway, drove through the suburbs of the city, and arrived at Hongrong Home.
Jiang Qin stopped the car and cordially invited the two of them to his home for dinner, but Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan waved them down.
It’s time to eat, no need to ask, it must be instant noodles again.
I also have this stuff at home, and I also have a lot of braised eggs at home.
Jiang Qin watched them carrying their suitcases and leaving. He thought to himself that things are different now that they are older and they all know how to be polite. Then he woke up Feng Nanshu and returned home.
“I’m home, I’m home, I’m home.”
Feng Nanshu shouted three times as soon as she entered the door. Although she knew there was no one at home, she seemed to like the sense of ceremony.