“They went shopping and may not be able to come over for a while.”
Zhou Chao couldn’t help but leaned forward after hearing this: “Classmate Hong Yan, is your roommate pretty?”
Hong Yan glanced at Jiang Qin secretly, her cheeks slightly red: “She’s beautiful, much prettier than me.”
“real or fake?”
“Really, you will know when it comes.”
While he was talking, the chef had already prepared the dishes, which were brought to the table by the waiter. Along with the dishes, there were eight bottles of beer.
Perhaps because he was too busy with business, Jiang Qin couldn’t find a bottle opener in the house, so he could only put the bottle’s mouth against the edge of the table and open the bottle cap with a strong palm strike.
boom–
Ren Ziqiang opened his eyes wide: “Brother Jiang, your skills are quite powerful.”
Jiang Qin waved his hand: “Nothing else, but I am familiar with it.”
Hong Yan’s eyes lit up slightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly: “It comes from The Oil Seller by Ouyang Xiu, a great writer in the Song Dynasty. The original text is Wu He, but I am familiar with it, but the change to Wei is indeed in line with modern terms. Classmate Jiang Qin , can you still make use of ancient Chinese?”
“????”
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, isn’t this a bad joke for future generations? When I was chasing fans on Xiaopo Station, I could see this sentence just by popping up the OP. Apart from that, there is nothing else but automatic blocking.
Now…this sentence hasn’t been spread yet, has it?
Jiang Qin glanced at Hong Yan subconsciously and frowned slightly.
This girl seems to have some kind of special filter for herself…
“My roommate seems to be here, I’ll go pick him up.”
After chatting for a long time, Hong Yan left his seat. Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang couldn’t hold it in any longer. Their straight backs bent straight down. Then, one on each side, they grabbed Jiang Qin’s arm and stopped letting go.
“Brother Jiang, let’s start the class, let’s kneel down and listen!”
Jiang Qin tried his best to pull his hand out: “You guys think too much, and you don’t even want to talk about love.”
Cao Guangyu couldn’t help but feel something in his heart: “Aren’t you even interested in such school belle-level girls?”
“It’s not that I’m not interested, it’s that I think falling in love is a waste of time.”
Zhou Chao couldn’t help but pursed his lips: “Brother Jiang, I didn’t arrange this randomly. Hong Yan is definitely interested in you.”
Jiang Qin was a little surprised: “You can see this?”
“Of course. Hong Yan’s eyes melt when she looks at you, and she smiles whenever you talk to her. Isn’t this obvious?”