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Lin Chuan: "..."

Uh.

Then I'm not going to be polite, if there is a fool who rushes to give away the head, naturally he will accept it.

So Lin Chuan walked into the store and started ordering food.

Xiaoting was so happy that she covered her mouth, for fear that she couldn't help laughing.

Humph.

Poor guy really is poor guy, he loves to take advantage of small things, and he can't change his guts.

Regardless of how high-spirited he was when he walked over, he immediately changed his face when he saw that there was a bargain to take advantage of.

My old lady must draw a circle and despise you.

Mo Xiaobei also shook her head, feeling extremely disappointed in Lin Chuan.

The former school girl, a male god-level figure, is now reduced to picking up trash, and he is ecstatic when he is given a little food.

I don't want all the face and face.

Alas, life is so humble and miserable.

At this moment, Xiaoting has already taken out her mobile phone, taking pictures and videos.

I was going to send it to Moments, and while stepping down on Lin Chuan, it wasn't a way to show my integrity.

The side highlights that he is not only doing well, but also kind-hearted.

After all, I still want to help an old classmate whom I haven't seen for many years. My mother is a beautiful and kind little Guliang.

soon.

Lin Chuan came back from the front desk.

Finished ordering.

Then several waiters started packing skillfully.

There were more than a dozen breakfast pockets on the table, and Xiaoting's eyes nearly popped out of shock.

I couldn't even roll my eyes.

Angrily, he called out what a good guy.

Are you going to pack up the whole store?

The old lady rewarded you with a bite, but you are still not satisfied, so you pack it up and sell it.

Grass mud horse.

This, this poor man is definitely the most shameless poor man in the world.

The typical example is that if you get cheap, you will still be good, but if you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant.

My old lady takes pity on you for not having breakfast, and let you have a good time.

Well done to you, did you pack all the breakfast for this month?

Humph.

No wonder you are poor, you have never seen the world, you are so poor, you deserve to be poor all your life.

Lin Chuan naturally received Xiaoting's sharp gaze like a sword, not only did not feel embarrassed, but rather proud.

My heart is as sweet as eating honey.

So cool.

"Old classmate, the breakfast here is delicious, I've been coveting it for a long time, I'm going to bring a few more for my brothers to eat.

You are a kind-hearted girl, so you shouldn't mind. "

This flattery made the corners of Xiaoting's mouth twitch, and finally she had to squeeze out a happy smile.

"Uh, of course I don't mind, as long as you're happy."

After all, I said something casually by myself, and everyone present heard it, and regretting it now is no less than slapping myself in the face.

So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, it's hard to describe the feeling of slapping a swollen face and pretending to be fat.

"Happy! Atmospheric! Women don't give way to their eyebrows!"

Lin Chuan gave a thumbs up and smiled heartlessly.

Xiaoting had to smile "happy" again.

Immediately Lin Chuan carried the packed food, and then struggled to carry the woven bag.

This situation is naturally not suitable for rent collection, so I have to go back home.

So he nodded his thanks to Xiaoting, "Thank you old classmate, see you later."

Seeing that Lin Chuan wanted to leave, Xiao Ting naturally didn't want to.

I haven't abused enough, I haven't trampled enough.

It's not worth the price of the meal.

How could I let you go.

Absolutely not.

Immediately, he rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Uh, it's too inconvenient for my old classmate to see you carrying so many things, why don't we send you back."

Ha ha.

At that time, I will slap you in the face in front of your brothers, showing off your superiority.

Uh.

its not right.

Aren't his brothers still picking up rags? Does my old lady deserve to go to the rag den and show off in front of those low-level people?

Wouldn't that lower the status and class of my wife?
Absolutely not worth the candle.