Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1427 1427. A basket of rotten apricots

Huo Xueying accepted Song Tan's beauty well.

After all, a girl’s appearance depends on her spirit! Song Tan doesn't have to go to work now, isn't it normal to become more beautiful? But she herself, if she continues to work in this bad class, the spots on her body will start to grow!

So she blamed everything on her damn job. At this moment, she couldn't help but touch Song Tan's face again. It was smooth and tender, and she couldn't help but moan again: "When can I stop going to work!" You’ve got a lot of hair!”

Song Tan was curious: "Didn't you keep calling for job-hopping before? Why haven't you left yet?"

Huo Xueying was very resentful: "You have always said you wanted to change jobs before, but you didn't leave either... Whatever your reasons are, I'm my reasons!"

In the final analysis, capitalists are all the same in the world!

The bastard here is not a good person, and the bastard over there still needs to be tempered. It is better to be mature than to be a raw person... Anyway, she already has her own work style, just like a married middle-aged woman, just make do with it!

Then he looked at Lu Chuan with bright eyes.

Song Tan understood immediately: "My boyfriend, Lu Chuan - isn't he very good-looking?"

Her pride was palpable, and Huo Xueying nodded crazily: "It looks good! It looks good! Hello, Lu Chuan, I am Huo Xueying, and this is my boyfriend Zheng Qu."

The two of them stood together. Huo Xueying originally thought that Zheng Qu had good features and a good figure and was not overweight. At this moment, she was stunned and turned her head——

Without him, the comparison is too tragic!

She couldn't help but touch her face again... She and Song Tan were standing together, which probably had the same effect!

Forget it, forget it! No one dislikes anyone! Anyway, the good news didn’t go to anyone else. Song Tan is my good friend and my boyfriend’s classmate, so I won’t lose anything!

With her emotional blessing, the four of them sat down happily.

After Zheng Qu sat down, he couldn't help it anymore and pressed a series of "fuck" words in the group, which aroused everyone's curiosity:

"Monitor, what's going on? Didn't you say that you and your girlfriend would treat Song Tan to dinner today?"

"That's right! How are our class flowers doing now?"

"Yougua! Speak quickly! Sit and wait!"

"Don't just lie, tell me!"

"Where are the people?!"

Everyone called, but Zheng Qu had already put down his phone at this moment, watching Huo Xueying unpacking the things Song Tan had brought, exclaiming every time he checked something.

Song Tan actually didn't bring much with him. The first thing he gave out at the moment was a bag of tea. Huo Xueying was already going crazy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Song Tan smiled: "Then you can order two more delicious dishes for me when you eat later!"

Huo Xueying was so moved: "No matter how much I order, it can't be as good as your own..."

Her boyfriend Zheng Qu was watching, always feeling weird.

Just, his girlfriend...is she too flattering to Song Tan?

The bag of tea leaves was so full that there was only one or two. It was just a small box of tea leaves. I don’t know what she was excited about.

The next thing is: "Ahhh pickled green peaches!!! I can't even buy them! My mouth is watering right now - hold it in, I can't eat it now!"

There is a jar of green and tender peaches in an ordinary plastic jar. They are very cute, but the taste is probably hard to compliment. Is this thing worth shouting about?

Zheng Qu didn't know why, and his head was at a loss.

Finally, he looked at Lu Chuan's face and attributed it all to the fact that the two of them were so good-looking that his girlfriend was so lustful that she couldn't help but hold it in her arms, let alone tea leaves and green peaches. inside.

After that comes a box of fried rice.

The fried rice was ordinary, browned and fragrant. Zheng Qu sniffed: it was indeed quite fragrant.

Song Tan also explained: "You know, I don't have much at home at this time of year, and I haven't really sold anything since the beginning of spring. The green peaches before were all bought by others... After thinking about it, I packed some fried rice for you. , Chew something to nourish your stomach if you have nothing to do.”

Huo Xueying was very resentful: "Eating a little bit every day is good for nourishing the stomach, but do you think I should choose to eat to the fullest or to drink slowly and slowly?"

To be precise, this is not controlled by the brain, but by her instinct!

Song Tan burst out laughing: "I'll just leave it to your boyfriend to keep, and I'll grab a handful for you every day."

Huo Xueying shook her head wildly, and Zheng Qu smiled awkwardly.

Even though he was so versatile, after thinking about it over and over again, he could only squeeze out one sentence: "Fried rice is good, fried rice is good, what is made by the farmer's firewood stove is fragrant and full of affection."

Lu Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but look at him again, holding back his laughter.

Apart from anything else, Huo Xueying was very tight-lipped. She didn’t share any of the good things with her boyfriend!

But Huo Xueying nodded, having no doubt about Song Tan's affection. Finally, after digging out the hand cream and a jar of last year's watermelon jam, she put her whole body on it:

"Song Tan!!! Why are you so good!!!"

That hand cream is even just an ordinary white tube with a trademark on it! You can tell by looking at it that you didn’t buy it! Song Tan even said that they made it themselves!

How outrageous! If this was facial cream or something, he had to stop Huo Xueying from getting it on her face easily! But the girlfriend was obviously crazy. At this moment, she religiously stuffed the jar of hand cream into her bag and solemnly said: "When I get home at night, wash my hands and prepare gloves before applying this! I must wear it all night!" "

Zheng Qu:......

He was a little sad.

During the Chinese New Year, when he was pursuing Huo Xueying, he gave her a set of a brand-name hand cream that was very popular at the time. The other party had never been so serious!

There were six tubes of hand cream in a box. Now they are in the car, office drawer and carry-on bag. Huo Xueying would squeeze a little for anyone she met... What about now?

The boyfriend, who was still warm, felt a little sense of crisis. At this moment, he stretched out his hand: "What good thing is so precious? Let me try it!"

Huo Xueying immediately pressed her bag tightly: "Go away! Your hands are rough, men don't deserve it!"

Zheng Qu:... His emotions were broken! He is not a bricklayer on the construction site, how can his hands be rough? !

As for the bottle of watermelon sauce he made, the other party carefully put it back into the bag and didn't let him touch it at all.

At this moment, a boyfriend with sensitive skin was gently broken.

He watched his girlfriend being sweet with others, and now he took out his mobile phone depressedly, and found that the group chat building had been built hundreds of floors.

Just scrolling through the topics, the topic now starts from being curious about Song Tan, then turns to being curious about her boyfriend, and finally talks about the past, sighing about getting old, followed by the girls in the former class showing their beauty photos, and the boys talking about their cars and stocks without leaving any trace...

Zheng Qu sighed faintly: He should have been a part of this ordinary people, but at this moment, staring at his face reflected in the screen of his mobile phone, and then looking at the couple sitting opposite him with divine looks...

To use the words often used by girlfriends, they are not in the same level at all.

I can't even feel jealous, I can only look up to them.

So I moved my fingers and sighed in the group: "Song Tan was right not to be interested in love in college... A basket of rotten apricots is not as good as a fairy peach!"

"I don't mean to say that everyone is rotten apricots, I just made a metaphor."

Update, here it comes!