“Jiang Qin, I want to go out and play with you.” The little rich woman shook her head happily.
“No shaking!”
Jiang Qin held his breath and calmed down for a long time, then reached out and typed a line and sent it to the group: “Since no other place is suitable, then go to the farmhouse in the western suburbs. I have no objection.”
In fact, everyone in the third class wanted to go to the farmhouse. When Jiang Qin said this, people immediately started to agree, so the trip plan of the third class was decided on the farmhouse.
Jiang Tian also started to speak in the group: “Students with family members please report in advance. I will sort out the list and book the car and room in advance.”
“My boyfriend Lin Hong.”
“My boyfriend Sui Zhendong.”
“My girlfriend Shao Zhenzhen.”
“My girlfriend Ding Xue.”
“My good friend Feng Nanshu.”
Cao Guangyu: “Lao Jiang, is your Feng Nanshu pregnant? Why is she taller than others?”
Jiang Qin: “Old Cao, believe it or not, I have a way to ask you to treat the whole class to dinner in three sentences when our class goes out to play.”
Cao Guangyu: “…”
Cao Guangyu: “I’m sorry, Lao Jiang, I’m a bitch, don’t take it to heart.”
Zhou Chao: “Brother Cao, the whole class is watching, don’t be afraid!”
Ren Ziqiang: “Brother Jiang won’t give you face in front of so many people. If you want me, I won’t be able to bear it.”
Cao Guangyu: “You know nothing. Strictly speaking, good friends are also considered family members. There have been cases of friends being included in family trees in ancient times. You are simply ignorant.”
Jiang Qin looked at the chat history in the group, spat hard, and then looked at Feng Nanshu: “Okay, I’ve been hugging him for almost an hour, it’s time to come down.”
After hearing this, Feng Nanshu hugged his neck tightly: “If I don’t go down, I won’t go down. I have to hold him for a while longer.”
“A hug between good friends can’t last more than an hour. That’s what the law stipulates. Any more hugs will cross the line.”
At night, the sky is filled with stars.
Feng Nanshu stood up from Jiang Qin’s arms. It was obvious that she had not been hugged enough. When she held hands and went back, she kept pressing forward, almost tripping the nimble Jiang Daguan.
When Jiang Qin turned around and asked her if she wanted to be spanked, she looked as cold as an iceberg beauty with no emotions.
I’m stupid, and cold, and stupid.