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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 1979

“Do you like being spanked by me?”

“I don’t……”

“You felt a little guilty when you said you didn’t.”

“Well, only 100 million points…”

Jiang Qin called him “good guy” and said to himself, “I always thought this was punishment, but you think it’s a reward?” Then he rewarded her twice more.

Feng Nanshu suddenly became well-behaved and leaned quietly on Jiang Qin’s chest without making any noise.

In fact, she had been feeling dizzy since she came out of the bathroom at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, as if she had been drinking. Two words kept floating in her mind: first love, first love, first love, first love, first love…

Jiang Qinliao didn’t know what she was thinking. He just felt that her little ears were a little hot, so he couldn’t help but bite her twice.

“You weren’t secretly drinking while you were eating hot pot just now, were you? Why did you feel like you were letting yourself go?”

“Not drinking.”

Jiang Qin smelled the girlish fragrance of the little rich woman and couldn’t help but said, “Really? Why do I feel like you are drunk?”

Feng Nanshu raised her face seriously: “Maybe it’s the power of friendship.”

“That makes sense.”

The little rich woman narrowed her eyes and said to herself that if I took my brother to the handsome boy recycling bin and sold it now, he would probably rush to help me count the money.

The Sports Building is very close to the college supermarket, and not far from the girls’ dormitory of the School of Finance. Jiang Qin’s memory suddenly returned to the scene when he came here to pick her up for a walk in his freshman year.

At that time, the little rich woman was very aloof. She was really the kind of royal sister who was difficult to get close to.

Especially when she first entered school, she didn’t even know how to smile kindly to her roommates. It seemed that she had been taught by Shi Dunzi in front of her.

But now the little rich woman can do a lot more, be cute, cute, arrogant, jealous, talk over tea, and sometimes be lewd. She is completely different from the Feng Nanshu who trapped herself in her heart before.

Jiang Qin felt that this might be her original character. If she were born in a perfect and warm family, she might be a little cuter than she is now.

It’s just that her family has money but no love, which forces her to use aloofness as armor.

“By the way, little rich woman, where is your household registration book?”

“?”

Feng Nanshu was dumbfounded for a while, confused by this inexplicable question.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment after asking, and turned his head as if nothing had happened: “Old Cao, what did you buy? You’re so slow…”

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