My success is all about dog food

Chapter 291 Really good at talking

Chapter 288 You Can Really Talk
"Huh."

After listening to Zhao Yunqing's narration, Wang Meng couldn't help sighing:
"I didn't expect, Xiaoqing, that you still have the attributes you gave for nothing."

"..." Zhao Yunqing rolled his eyes. He didn't want to answer Wang Meng's question at all. Instead, he changed the subject and shifted to another question that he wanted to ask a long time ago:

"Mengmeng, when you said you were hugging Li Pengshan, how did you feel?"

"Ok?"

"Do you have an increased heartbeat, or the urge to touch it?" Zhao Yunqing approached Wang Meng and began to ask.

"Want to know?" Wang Meng smiled.

"Yeah." Zhao Yun nodded lightly.

"Then hug Lu An yourself, and you'll know." Wang Meng replied mercilessly.

"???"

"By the way, is it possible?" Wang Meng then asked curiously:
"According to what you just said, it shouldn't be."

Zhao Yunqing tilted his head:
"I didn't pay attention either. I didn't hug him at the time. In addition, I didn't expect this, so I didn't pay attention."

"..."

"How is Li Pengshan?" Zhao Yun leaned over and asked mysteriously.

"How do I know?" Wang Meng said angrily.

"Aren't you hugging him?" Zhao Yunqing was very curious and refused to give up.

"If you want to know so much, go ask your partner, don't make things difficult for me."

"Aren't you experienced?" Zhao Yunqing replied confidently:
"What's more, how dare I ask uncle directly about such a matter."

"What experience do I have?" Wang Meng was also confused.

She is obviously an innocent girl, how could she become a seasoned soldier in Zhao Yunqing's mouth?
Despite what he said, Zhao Yunqing still refused to let Wang Meng go, throwing all kinds of overwhelming questions one after another.

Naturally, Wang Meng was not to be outdone, and launched her own counterattack.

……

"call."

Lu An stood up, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then began to stretch his waist.

Since meeting Zhou Zhu, he has been sitting in a chair, discussing non-stop, and putting forward his own ideas and opinions, and has never stood up and moved.

When it came at noon, the sun was still high outside, and the weather was a bit hot. Now the sun has slanted to the west, and the breeze in the air is also somewhat cool.

"It's six o'clock?" Lu An glanced at the time.

"Yeah." Zhou Zhu also nodded: "Good guy, we've been sitting here for almost six hours."

"My back hurts from sitting." Lu An stretched out his hand and began to beat his waist lightly, reminding Zhou Zhu at the same time:
"Stand up and move around, too."

"I'm fine." Although Zhou Zhu didn't stand up, he leaned back and collapsed on the chair:

"Although I'm tired, I finally finished sorting out these materials, and the general editing idea has been determined."

"Yeah." Lu An continued to twist his waist, as if spinning a hula hoop:
"What comes next is the big problem."

Zhou Assistant curled his lips:

"When I become a big director in the future, I will pay someone to edit for me. Editing by myself is really tiring."

"Fortunately, this is the final of the Golden Dragon Cup." Lu An also felt that this editing is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

For example, a recent editor of a certain TV station...

"Yes." Zhou Zhu suddenly stood up and closed the computer:
"Now that it's done, I'll go back to the dormitory to rest, and I'll send you the video I need you to edit in the evening."

"Okay." Lu An naturally had no objection.

After Zhou Zhu left, Lu An also walked slowly towards his home.

At this point, the stomach is also a little hungry.

I wonder if Yun Qing has eaten yet?
Why don't you give her a call and have dinner together.

Just when this idea came up, Lu An suddenly remembered that when he sent Zhao Yunqing back to school in the morning, Zhao Yunqing was still angry with him.

I don't know if my anger has subsided now?

There is one thing to say, Zhao Yunqing's angry point is simply inexplicable.

Forget it, my lord has a lot, so I won't be angry with Zhao Yun lightly.

Give her a call and ask her out for dinner.

Fortunately, although Zhao Yunqing was angry, the refusal to answer the phone that was mentioned on the Internet did not happen to Lu An.

"Hey, Yun Qing, have you eaten yet? Do you want to have dinner together this afternoon?"

"I have already eaten."

"Huh?" Lu An was a little disappointed:
"Okay then, I'll eat it myself."

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Zhao Yunqing then asked.

"Yes." Lu An continued to answer:
"Today, I made a video with Zhou Zhu for a whole day, and it just ended, and I haven't had time to eat yet."

"Oh." After Zhao Yunqing finished speaking, there was no sound.

When Lu An thought that Zhao Yunqing had hung up the phone and was about to put the phone back in his pocket, Zhao Yunqing suddenly said:
"Uncle, if you are willing to buy me milk tea and apologize, I can accompany you for dinner."

"Haven't you eaten?"

"Can't I have another dessert?"

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

"..."

After a long silence, Lu An also felt that he seemed to have said something wrong.

"Yun Qing, what milk tea do you drink? I'll take you downstairs." Lu An finally broke the silence.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yun snorted softly:
"Uncle, why didn't I realize that you are so good at talking?"

"Hey." Lu An smiled awkwardly.

I'm usually used to bickering with Zhao Yunqing, but now that Zhao Yunqing is still angry, I started bickering myself.

Isn't that a bad thing?
"Lychee nectar, is that okay? Room temperature or ice?" Lu An did not dare to reply, but asked directly.

"Well, call me when you arrive." After finishing speaking coldly, Zhao Yunqing hung up the phone.

Lu An also let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Zhao Yun was slightly angry, he didn't ignore him, which was a good thing.

I went to the milk tea shop and bought a lychee nectar as required, and then came to the downstairs of the dormitory.

Call Zhao Yunqing.

When Zhao Yunqing saw Lu An after going downstairs, he did not rush over to hug Lu An as usual. Instead, he walked over slowly and took the milk tea from Lu An's hand.

Holding the milk tea cup with both hands, and sipping the milk tea in small sips, Zhao Yunqing's heart was also satisfied for a while.

"Come on, don't you want to eat? What do you want to eat?"

Now Zhao Yunqing doesn't want to call him Uncle Lu An anymore.

"Oh, do you want to eat?" Lu An responded quickly.

"I've had it, and I have milk tea. You can eat whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)