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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1817

“Being nourished by Lao Jiang.”

“Which time?”

“every time……”

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but laugh out loud: “Zi Zi is happier. Look at you, aren’t you getting more and more cheerful now?”

Cao Guangyu bared his teeth and barked at him: “Is this what the hell you call cheerful? I don’t have the same knowledge as you, otherwise I would have fought with you long ago.”

“Brother Jiang, what is the most unforgettable thing for you?”

“Zi Lao Cao, every time.”

“roll!”

Jiang Qin leaned on the bed and put his legs on the railing: “To be honest, I think the most unforgettable thing for me is probably the first dinner party with Feng Nanshu and the others in their dormitory.”

Ren Ziqiang looked curious: “Why?”

“Gao Wenhui said she missed me.”

“Gao Wenhui misses you? Damn, she’s so cool, isn’t she Feng Nanshu’s best friend?”

Jiang Qin didn’t bother to explain to him, so he turned around and asked, “Old Ren, is your most unforgettable time when you saw Pan Xiu having a fight with a senior and his clothes were torn off?”

After hearing this, Cao Guangyu was delighted: “It must be that time!”

“Go, go, go, get out of here!”

“Wang Linlin probably doesn’t know about Qiangzi’s dog-licking career. I will give her some popular science in the future!”

Ren Ziqiang shook the bed angrily: “Brother Jiang, you won’t have any friends if you do this!”

Jiang Qin stretched his neck: “Brother, come and chop me down.”

Ren Ziqiang’s eyes rolled and he suddenly smiled evilly: “You know how to tell the truth, can’t I? I want to tell Feng Nanshu that you are calling her name when you talk in your sleep at night!”

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: “Nonsense, why the hell didn’t I hear that?”

“That’s because you were asleep and you could hear a ghost!”

“It’s impossible. What I’m saying is that it must be very difficult to lose, do you understand? It means that I will definitely win in business, but if I can’t lose, I am a business person!”

Ren Ziqiang chuckled: “But you called me little rich woman.”

Jiang Qin’s face turned dark, but he couldn’t see it in the night: “Next time if I shout again, please record it for me, otherwise I won’t believe it.”

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