Jiang Zhihua had never heard of the term “good friend tree” in his life, and Jiang Qin didn’t explain much. He left the college supermarket and went to randomly check the delivery and sales of several dormitories.
Due to the surge in order volume and the stocking up on a dormitory basis, the quantity and weight of the recent shipments have been higher than usual.
Several of the aunts who were randomly checked shouted that their waists were weak and they should stop.
But when Jiang Qin took his broken Nokia and calculated the commission amount, the aunts smiled happily and said it was okay to continue.
“Money is really a good thing that can make a mola ghost.”
While he was talking, there was suddenly a patter of footsteps in the corridor. Feng Nanshu ran down the stairs, taking three steps and two at a time.
She wore a short black down jacket today, which made her whole look extremely cool.
The lower body is a pair of black jeans, which not only shows off the slender legs, but also outlines the plump arc of the small butt.
With such a royal-sister style, walking in the cold wind would definitely irritate everyone, but coupled with her innocent and smart eyes, rosy mouth and curled eyelashes, Jiang Qin felt that she was silly and a little cute.
“Jiang Qin, take a walk.”
Feng Nanshu took out his right hand from his sleeve and handed it to him.
“How did you know I was here?”
Jiang Qin found that the little rich woman’s clothes were half open, so he naturally helped her zip up.
Feng Nanshu watched him zipper his zipper, but without holding his hand, he secretly put his hand into the pocket of his down jacket.
“Haini told me that she saw you when she came back, so I came down to take a look.”
Jiang Qin couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth: “You are not afraid of being cheated, you are stupid.”
Feng Nanshu looked at him with cold eyes and said, “They lie to me every time, and I believe them every time.”
“Why are you so easy to deceive?”
“Because I hope it’s true every time.” Feng Nanshu pursed her lips.
Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes and said after a long silence: “That’s very good, but don’t say it so well next time.”
“I dare to say it’s so good next time.”
“Why did I notice that you were a little rebellious today?”
Feng Nanshu thought for a while: “Then I’ll be better.”
Jiang Qin felt a little itchy in the pit of his heart, and his body tilted back involuntarily, and then he noticed the hand in his pocket, so he raised his head and glanced at Feng Nanshu, saying to himself that the little rich woman has learned to be very measured now. , they won’t ask pitifully to hold hands.