Zhang Guangfa’s topic was very good, and Jiang Qin fell into deep thought for a moment.
When he came back from rebirth, he wanted to catch the trend and work hard to get rich without working part-time. Now he has almost achieved this goal.
At that time, did you ever think about what you would do after you had money?
have.
At that time, he thought that after he got rich, he would bully and dominate women and become a scumbag!
Who wouldn’t be a scumbag if you already have money?
But now, it seems that this great and lofty ideal cannot be realized. The little rich woman looked at it blankly, but she is not so easy to coax when she becomes jealous.
“You guys eat first, I’ll leave first. Feng Nanshu’s stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I’ll buy some millet porridge and go over to take a look.”
Jiang Qin took out his meal card and walked to the window selling millet porridge.
Master Cao looked at his departing back and spoke slowly: “I guess Lao Jiang won’t be bored after graduation, because Feng Nanshu will definitely be pregnant in less than a year, and he will be busy by then and won’t have time to feed me.”
“No way, he and Feng Nanshu have been friends for four years.” Zhang Guangfa couldn’t help but speak.
“Listen to his farts. When he comes back these days, he ties his coat around his waist every day, and he ties it from the front.”
Master Cao said in a serious tone: “If the two of them get along day and night after graduation, they will definitely get out of control. Guangfa, you may not know that Jiang Qin has even bought a wedding house.”
Zhou Chao couldn’t help but nod: “Besides, Brother Jiang is a daughter slave.”
Zhang Guangfa was stunned for a moment: “He doesn’t have children yet, how do you know he is a daughter slave?”
“In the previous night talk in the dormitory, Brother Cao asked him when he would have a baby and whether he wanted a boy or a girl. Brother Jiang said that although he and Feng Nanshu were just friends, he wanted a daughter.”
“Then what?”
“Then Brother Cao said that if you had a daughter who looked like Feng Nanshu, a mini version of the little rich woman, would you be happy?”
As Zhou Chao spoke, he suddenly pinched his mouth into the shape of an M: “Brother Jiang’s mouth was like this at that time.”
Zhang Guangfa learned it himself: “What is this expression?”
“I can’t hold the corners of my mouth anymore, and every muscle in my face wants to rise crazily, but I can’t hold his iron mouth.”
“…”
Zhou Chao put down his chopsticks and spoke again: “After talking about this topic, he talked in his sleep that night, shouting “good boy” and “daddy” all night long.
Zhang Guangfa was so dumbfounded that the nights in your dormitory were all so exciting!