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Sun Xinlu asked, "Ming, what's wrong?"

"I..." Cheng Mingming glanced at Zhang Da, and in order to avoid being complained by his best friend, he said, "I have to work overtime until night, so I can't go shopping with you!"

Sun Xinlu said very considerately: "It's okay, let's go shopping first, and come to us for dinner after you get off work."

"Ah this..."

Cheng Mingming, who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, was stunned.

In the end, she could only tell the truth.

"Wow, Ming, I really envy you!"

"Wow, Ming, if you have a boyfriend, you don't need sisters."

"Wow, Ming, I wish you happiness."

After being complained about a lot, Cheng Mingming gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.

She gave Zhang Da a pitiful look: "You are so angry, Zhang Da, Lu bullied me."

Zhang Da spread his hands helplessly: "No, what can I do about the contradictions among the people like you?"

Cheng Mingming shook his arm: "It doesn't matter, help me find a way!"

Zhang Da thought for a while, and simply kissed again.

After another half an hour, Cheng Mingming carefully led Zhang Da into the parking lot.

She looked around, turned around and said to Zhang Da:

"Okay, safe!"

Zhang Da, who had the courier box in his left hand and the gift box in his right, nodded and followed quickly.

Two minutes later, the red BMW drove out of the underground parking lot and headed straight for Landmark.

Zhang Da made a reservation in advance at another Misan restaurant in Landmark, L'ATELIER de Jo?l Robu.

Cheng Mingming drove the car and said, "I forgot to ask, where are you staying this time?"

Zhang Da joked: "I'm living on the street, I'm going to find a flyover or something to sleep for the night."

Cheng Mingming said calmly: "Oh, let's break up after dinner."

"No, you don't even have sympathy?" Zhang Da complained, "You weren't like this before."

Cheng Ming took a look at him: "Hmph, I've always been like this. Why, regret it?"

"No regrets, no regrets." Faced with the "proposition", Zhang Da did not hesitate, "I just like people who have no sympathy!"

"Really?" Cheng Mingming chuckled, "But why do I feel that you are beating around the bush and saying bad things about me?"

Zhang Da hurriedly shook his head: "I didn't!"

Cheng Mingming chased after him fiercely: "You have it!"

"I do not have."

"You have!"

"I have."

"you have not!"

...

Zhang Da, who successfully got Cheng Mingming into the pit, laughed triumphantly.

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Cheng Mingming held the steering wheel tightly with both hands:

"Zhang Da, let me tell you, you are doomed today!"

Zhang Da held the handlebar above his head: "Drive well, don't get emotional."

Cheng Mingming gritted his teeth and glared at him: "I'll ignore you."

Zhang Da rolled his eyes and quickly changed his attitude: "Wrong, I was wrong."

Girlfriend, it's just for coaxing.

"Hmph." Cheng Mingming laughed inwardly, and asked calmly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Da read the Bible from "Wulin Biography":

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to Xiangjiang. If I hadn't come to Xiangjiang, I wouldn't have met you today. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have said you were heartless..."

Cheng Mingming tried his best to put on a serious expression, but the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

Zhang Da silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

The two laughed and drove the car into the parking lot and were fine.

Cheng Mingming suddenly pulled out a handmade knife from the locker on the car.

She waved the knife at Zhang Da, and said with a hey smile, "Do you mind if I open the box before going to eat?"

The courier box containing the Hermès bag is now "lying" on the back seat.

Zhang Da repeatedly shook his head, "I don't mind, of course I don't mind."

Cheng Mingming nodded with a smile, opened the door with his right hand, and then sat on the back seat.

Zhang Da also got out of the passenger seat and sat in the left rear seat of the BMW.

The two leaned tightly together, and the courier box was placed on the legs of the two of them.

Cheng Mingming raised the manual knife and skillfully cut the tape seal on the express box.

Seeing his girlfriend in high spirits, Zhang Da also laughed.

Girls are really professional in unpacking express delivery.

"Hey, is it Hermes again? Did you bring it from Jinling?"

Cheng Mingming, who opened the express box, saw the orange gift bag wrapped in anti-squeeze sponge.

"That's right," Zhang Da nodded and said, "The ones inside are limited editions."

Cheng Mingming, who put away the handmade knife, pulled out the anti-squeeze sponge with a bright face:

"It doesn't matter whether there is a limit or not. I like whatever you give."

Zhang Da smiled and gently hugged his girlfriend into his arms.

Cheng Mingming leaned against Zhang Da and took out the gift bag from the courier box.

Along with the sound of the courier box falling to the ground, Cheng Mingming saw the small black handbag in the gift bag.

She took out the small bag and looked back and forth: "Wow, it's pretty! Zhang Da, you have a good eye!"

Zhang Da immediately forgot the store manager Yang who recommended Bao to him.

He boasted with a pun, "That's right, I'm called Huiyan Shizhu."

Cheng Mingming seemed to hear the meaning behind Zhang Da's words.

She adjusted her posture and rested her head comfortably on Zhang Da's chest.

Zhang Da wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist: "How about going to the movies after dinner?"

Cheng Mingming looked up at his boyfriend and said pitifully:

"Come on, let's go for a massage, shall we? I'm so tired from working overtime these days."

"Pay to be beaten? Yes." Zhang Da asked, "How about I help you first?"

"Okay! Then help me squeeze my shoulders!" Cheng Mingming happily sat up straight, "Come on, give me a squeeze first, I'll book a massage shop!"

Zhang Da, who had suddenly become a hard worker, quietly stepped up his efforts.

"Oh!"

Cheng Mingming exclaimed, and grabbed Zhang Da's thigh with his backhand.

Zhang Da couldn't help but gasp after performing the "death roll" of the same style as the crocodile.

"hiss."

Cheng Mingming let go of his hand, and said arrogantly: "How is it? Do you know how powerful it is?"

Zhang Da took the opportunity to rub her face.

Cheng Mingming turned around with all his strength, and said with grief and indignation: "I will fight with you!"

Zhang Da quickly slipped out of the car, closed the door and said to Cheng Mingming with a smile:

"Obviously, stop making trouble, let's go eat."

Cheng Mingming shook his head with a puffy face and said, "I'm angry, don't eat!"

Zhang Da waved at her with a smirk on his face: "Oh, then I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward in small steps.

"Ah?" Cheng Mingming looked at Zhang Da's back in shock, "Wait for me!"

She got out of the car in a hurry and rushed towards Zhang Da angrily.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Da suddenly turned his head, put his hands on her waist and thighs, and hugged her all at once.

Cheng Mingming put his hands on Zhang Da's shoulders, as if he was afraid of falling off.

She said insincerely: "Hmph, you are so annoying!"

Zhang Da hugged his girlfriend firmly: "Is your car door locked?"

"It doesn't seem to be locked." Cheng Mingming blinked innocently, "Put me down quickly!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Cheng Mingming patted Zhang Da on the shoulder hastily, "I'm going to be late for dinner."

...

After finally sitting down in the restaurant, Zhang Da asked:

"How about we go to Yazhou for New Year's Eve this year?"

"Yes," Cheng Mingming nodded and said, "I will discuss it with Mommy. I will work more overtime these days, and then I will take a few days off on the 28th. Then we will fly directly to Yazhou."

"However, I must go back to Xiangjiang on January 1, because the 2rd is my birthday, and I invited Wen and Lu to dinner."

Zhang Da said, "No problem, I'll book the hotel and air tickets."

"No, I'll order it! I can't make you spend money every time!" Cheng Mingming said with a smile, "Hurry up, hand over your ID card!"

Zhang Da gave a funny salute: "Yes, madam."

Cheng Mingming glared at Zhang Da, raised his phone and took a picture of him.

Zhang Da put down his hand embarrassingly.

Unexpectedly, the French waiter brother in the restaurant came over.

He asked in French, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Please help me get some water."

Zhang Da smiled helplessly and said in French.

It seems that the other party mistook him for greeting the waiter.

Although he couldn't understand French, Cheng Mingming could still see Zhang Da's dilemma.