Worrying about running out of money every day

Chapter 23

The matter of Wen Song was like a knife hanging over Ji Qingyan's head, and he was troubled by it.

Ji Qingyan also knows that Song Ji is not the kind of "dandy" who deliberately conceals his talent to paralyze the world, he is a real dude, he is never afraid of being stared at, and only seeks the joy of life.

Ji Qingyan used to not care about this kind of person, but he raised the young master in the way of the original owner. He felt that if this person was his young master, he would like it.

Ji Qingyan looked at Song Ji who was deep in thought, and suddenly a thought arose, perhaps, he should trust his young master.

His Ah Song has never been a person to be provoked.

Ji Qingyan had no choice but to hit 076 more, "In the future, pay more attention to Ah Song's interactions with those people. If Ah Song is threatened by them, tell me right away, remember, immediately."

Ji Qingyan couldn't help admonishing Song Ji again and again.

076 was cowardly as always, nodding in agreement.

"Ji Qingyan, you..." Song Ji watched him hesitate to speak, and scratched his head in distress, "Why don't you tell me, I really don't understand."

Eldest Young Master Song obviously forgot what he swore this morning, 'I don't need you to teach'.

Reality will make people grow, Song Ji thinks so.

How can those who make the questions be so annoying, these formulas for defining the questions are like a bible written by ants, they are so high and unattainable.

"Where?" Ji Qingyan approached him, "Here? I'll tell you slowly..."

The gentle voice touched the ears, like the slightly fragrant pure brew that can smother people, it really confuses people's hearts, Song Ji listened to it, and his eyes that were originally paying attention to the exercises gradually moved up, up, and up again...

The handsome young man was half-mature, his voice was clear and transparent, and even frowning was so pretty.

Song Ji thought more than once that his Ayan was really good-looking.

After not receiving a response for a long time, Ji Qingyan looked at him and saw that he was so wandering, he couldn't help but tap his forehead with a pen, feeling very helpless: "Listen to me carefully, or I won't talk about it next time." His helplessness was full of tolerance.

"Oh, that's great." Song Ji responded with a grin, reluctantly moving his eyes away.

[Hee hee hot chicken, my vision is so good, my Yan Yan is so good-looking, so good-looking, he is so good-looking] Song Ji couldn't help but said to 076 in his mind.

076: "..." What's with this damn pink breath? ? ?

The morning class is over quickly, and the bright sunshine is calling every beating heart again, but today many people have a person who calls Wensong in their hearts.

Song Ji listened all the way, feeling a little uncomfortable.

These people seem to be blind and deaf, unable to see or hear other people, only the male god Wen Song in their hearts.

The only thing Song Ji is happy about is probably his title of School Belle!finally!Changed hands!

It became Wen Song's little white lotus.

The eldest young master suddenly felt that Wen Song was still useful. Although he was everywhere, at least it solved a big problem for him.

Therefore, Young Master Song decided to eat an extra bowl of rice at noon today to celebrate!

Unsurprisingly, he was full, Song Ji supported his stomach and walked around the campus, and Ji Qingyan was rushed to buy milk tea by him.

Unknowingly, Song Ji walked to the residential area of ​​the teachers.

076's inner alarm became louder and louder, "Don't go there, host, change direction!"

That's too late--

Just as Song Ji turned around, a small pink figure couldn't stop and slammed into his thigh without paying attention. The next moment, he let out a loud cry.

Song Ji was a little at a loss, squatted down, stretched out his hand carefully to hug the little girl, and coaxed the little girl hesitantly, "Don't cry..."

The little girl rubbed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She watched him for a few seconds, and the wow sound became louder.

"Tang pain, Zhuzhu pain pain, wow pain—"

The child rubbed his eyes, tears were streaming down his face, he was really wronged.

Song Ji looked at the child worriedly, scratching his head, how can this be coaxed?

076 hurriedly pushed him, his tone could not stop being eager, "Candy, give her candy, hurry up, just the candy you bought just now, hurry up!"

Song Ji was stunned, "Oh, yes." He stretched out his hand and shook the candy in front of the little girl's eyes, "Tang, here you are."

The little girl looked at him, hesitated for only half a second, and quickly snatched the candy from his hand, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, crying and running: "Mom, Tangtang, wazhuzhuwa Eat candy, wow—”

Song Ji looked at her wobbly little back, and the wind was messy.

Is even a candy more attractive than him these days?

The child's mother hurried over from the corner to pick up the child, looked at Song Ji apologetically, and hurriedly coaxed the child.

"Mom, wow candy, brother wow, wow Zhu wow." The child showed off to his mother, complacently: "Mom, eat candy, Zhuzhu wants to eat."

Song Ji looked at it for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Spicy Chicken Tong, are all the kids these days so smart?"

076 replied absent-mindedly: "Probably so."

At the corner, the bespectacled boy with a hood curled his lips, put his cell phone into his pocket, turned and left.

"Who is the photo sent to?" He sent such a message to the mobile phone number that was not noted in the phone.

Soon, a text message came over with a beep: "Go straight, the first person you meet, give it to him, he will do the next thing well."

The boy with glasses smiled, took off his hat, and walked in the opposite direction to Song Ji.The young man was in a hurry, but he didn't expect that someone was faster than him and bumped into him directly. The young man staggered and hurriedly supported the fence on the side of the road.

The boy with glasses raised his head, his dark eyes were filled with anger, and he froze when he saw who it was.

"why you……"

Back in the classroom, Song Ji couldn't bear it anymore, and shared the little girl's story with Ji Qingyan, laughing uncontrollably, "I didn't expect her to be so obsessed with candy. It seems that her mother usually doesn't give her food."

Ji Qingyan rubbed his head, didn't say anything, just asked him: "Why do you suddenly want to go there? Didn't you tell me to wait for me where you are?"

Ji Qingyan always felt that something was going to happen, so he quickly asked Song Ji if he had met anyone other than a child.

Song Ji thought for a while: "Does it count as a mother with a child?"

076: "..." It doesn't even want to admit that this is its host, how can it be so stupid?

After Song Ji finished speaking, he couldn't help but smiled awkwardly: "Hehehahaha, I, there is no one else, just us, oh, and there are a few old people sitting and resting in the chairs beside me."

Ji Qingyan concealed the unreasonable worries in his heart, and smiled at Song Ji: "It's because I think too much, it's fine."

"Oh."

"Where's the milk tea you bought for me?" Song Ji glanced around, narrowing his eyes dangerously, "Did you forget it?"

Ji Qingyan paused, bad, he subconsciously got into the storage ring, how should I explain...

He glanced at 076, what to do.

076: "..." It shook its head violently, big brother, I don't know wow you don't want me wow wow wow.

Ji Qingyan pursed his lips, a little nervous.

"Ah Song, what happens next may be a bit beyond your imagination, but don't worry about it, okay? I'll explain it to you later."

Song Ji folded his hands, looked at him, and let out a heavy snort.

"I think milk tea is more important now. Nothing can stop my desire for milk tea. Ji Qingyan, let me tell you, don't try to talk about him."

Song Ji stared at him: "I don't want to explain, I want to drink milk tea now."

Ji Qingyan looked at him deeply, sighed, "Remember, you said this yourself, I'll get it for you right now."

After all, two cups of milk tea appeared out of thin air in front of them.

Song Ji: "!!!Ji Qingyan!!!"

He rubbed his eyes violently: "Total, am I dazzled?! You, you, no, why didn't you tell me that Ji Qingyan has superpowers?!!!"

"Drink, the milk tea is still ice." Ji Qingyan inserted a straw into Song Ji and handed it to him.

Song Ji took it in a daze, took a big breath, collected himself, and asked in a trance:

"Are all of your Ji family like this?"

Ji Qingyan: "No, it's just me."

Song Ji pulled his hand up and down in amazement, "Then how did you conjure it up? Is there room? Jade ring or cultivation? Ahhh, I don't know how you can keep it so tight."

"Ji Qingyan, can you fly?" Song Ji looked at him expectantly, "Can you grow wings, cast spells to conjure beautiful spells, or kill people directly with a whiff?"

After Song Ji was shocked, he wanted to ask Ji Qingyan a lot of questions.

"A panacea that will make me smarter once you take it?!!!"

Ji Qingyan was stunned for a moment, there were too many questions, and he didn't know which one to answer.

Hearing the last question Song Ji asked, Ji Qingyan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and poked him on the forehead: "How can there be such a magical medicine, if you want it, I'll give it to you."

Song was very regretful, and took another big mouthful of milk tea, "You haven't answered my previous question yet!"

Ji Qingyan had no choice but to slowly talk about his affairs. He didn't tell Song Jiyuan that the original master was dead, but only said that he met an immortal when he was dying in a car accident.

Milk tea can appear out of thin air because the immortal taught him to open up the Zifu space, which can store things.

Song Ji was amazed when he heard it, and took his hand: "Then can I learn?"

Ji Qingyan regretfully told Song Ji that Song Ji had different muscles and bones and could not practice.

Song Ji regretted for a moment, and then became angry again, "It's okay, you can do it! Oh my god, my bamboo horse can practice, what else can you not do, I'm so sour."

Song Ji looked at him, his eyes were shining brightly, full of envy.

"Then will you live forever in the future?" Song Ji suddenly remembered the almost immortal fairy in the myth, and asked him again, "Will you always be like this? If you fall in love with someone in the future, watch him grow old Go, will you be sad?"

Song Ji couldn't help it, his heart was beating non-stop, in fact, what he wanted to ask more was "Will you like me?"...

Ji Qingyan was stunned, he had never thought about this question, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.