Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao next to them were laughing loudly, and even Jiang Qin was overjoyed.
Last night, all he could think about was Feng Nanshu’s little butt. He tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep. It turned out that Cao Guangyu also seemed to be on fire, tossing and turning and constantly adjusting his posture.
No need to ask, Young Master Cao must have been thinking about good things all night, but now he was poured cold water on him, causing his whole body to feel bad.
“Lao Jiang, is it okay if I tell Ding Xue directly that I want to live with her? What if she rejects me?”
Jiang Qin opened the door and walked in: “What else can we do? It will be a great success.”
Cao Guangyu’s face froze, and he thought that with Ding Xue’s temper, he might really be able to achieve great success: “Damn, my road to love is so bumpy.”
“Okay, get out of here, I’m going to sleep.”
“Don’t be so heartless. Your usual skills are so cool. You can definitely help me think of a move.”
At this moment, there was a sudden banging sound at the door of the room. Jiang Qin opened the door and saw Feng Nanshu standing at the door, saying that he wanted to go in and play.
Cao Guangyu was so sore that he almost chewed his back molars, but he still pretended to be calm and left Jiang Qin’s room with a step of disowning his relatives.
The most important thing is to lose people but not lose the formation. The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
“Jiang Qin, it’s raining outside and I can’t walk. I want to watch TV at your place.”
“The TV in your room happens to be broken, right?” Jiang Qin looked at her suspiciously.
Feng Nanshu nodded simply: “Well, it’s broken.”
“It’s fine if you want to play with me, but don’t damage the TV on purpose. If you do, you’ll have to pay for it.”
“It’s okay. Although I’m stupid, I have money.” Feng Nanshu was so arrogant.
Jiang Qin held his breath: “You didn’t really break the TV, did you?”
“No, I didn’t even open it and came to find you.”
Jiang Qin felt numb in his heart and couldn’t help but glance out the window: “The rain won’t stop for a while. I guess I won’t be able to go out until lunch. Let’s put on our slippers first.”
Feng Nanshu kicked his foot: “Jiang Qin, please help me take off my shoes.”
“Don’t panic yet. I’ll see if they provide disposable slippers here. If not, forget it. The public ones are not clean.”
Jiang Qin stood up and searched in the cupboard, and sure enough he found two pairs of disposable slippers. So he squatted down, helped the little rich woman untie her shoelaces, take off her leather shoes, and then put her black silk feet into the slippers.
But as soon as he put one on, Jiang Qin changed his mind and threw the slippers away.
What kind of slippers are you wearing? What a waste.