let loose

Song Mian took out her trouser pocket, raised her head as if thinking of something suddenly, and said cheekily, "Why don't you add a WeChat account, I don't seem to have any money with me, can I transfer the money to you via WeChat?"

He has no credibility in Jiang Zhou's heart now, and Jiang Zhou is not moved at all, but just looks at him expressionlessly.

Feeling guilty, Song Mian puffed his mouth unwillingly, and took out two banknotes and handed them to him.

Jiang Zhou took the money. The 200 yuan was intuitive and clear, and he didn't need to count it. He thanked him politely: "Thank you."

After saying thank you, he turned around, leaving Song Mian with a broad and straight back.

Song Mian stared at the back of Jiang Zhou's head, feeling that this person was not very good.Boys make friends very quickly, usually with a look of appreciation or two innocuous jokes, they can hug each other's shoulders and laugh together until they meet each other late.

However, he had shown his favor so clearly just now, but Jiang Zhou completely ignored him, and even avoided him, as if he was a three-headed and six-armed monster.

How could he be more pretentious than him?Thinking about it, it was really boring. Song Mian was not in a happy mood, and she was bored and stopped talking, staring at the stone pier at her feet in a daze.

There are several such stone piers in the shed, which are similar in shape, and some small toys for sale are placed on them.The space made of plastic sheets is small, stuffy, and the environment is poor. The noise of fighting and shouting outside the shed can't be separated. Song Mian doesn't want to stay here anymore.

It was boring like this for a few minutes.I don't know if he realized the embarrassment of the atmosphere, Jiang Zhou turned around suddenly, his face was indifferent, his emotions were not exposed, and he said without beginning and end: "I am not from Shanghai."

"Ah?" Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhou would take the initiative to speak, Song Mian was extremely surprised, and felt weirdly lucky.He opened his mouth, and then thought that this person should be answering the question he asked before, so he took the initiative to ask: "Then where are you from?"

Jiang Zhou: "Jingshi, I have just been here for two months."

This question-and-answer conversation was quite boring. Song Mian would definitely turn his face when he was dumped in normal times. If he didn't beat the other party, it would be because he was too lazy to do anything. How could he still chat calmly.

But Jiang Zhou was an exception, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't get angry when he saw his face.

Color control is so unprincipled.

Song Mian: "You came alone?"

Jiang Zhou looked at him: "Yes."

Song Mian became curious. Running away from home was his yearning in his second year of middle school, but unfortunately he never dared to implement it because he had the heart and guts.

He put his chin up with another hand and asked, "Did you fall out with your family? Do you have a place to live now? Are you short of money? Are you still in school?"

Jiang Zhou paused, his cold face almost cracked, he wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere and then stopped, but he forgot that Song Mian was a problem jar, walking a hundred thousand why.

He picked a question and answered, "There is a place to live."

Song Mian stood up, a little excited: "Then where do you live? You can come over..."

Before Song Mian finished speaking, the curtain was lifted, Zheng Qiran walked in, the same blue hair as Song Mian was very eye-catching: "Young master, your driver, Ge Ge, is here to pick you up...you What are you two whispering to get so close?"

Song Mian and Jiang Zhou kept facing each other.Jiang Zhou was sitting with his head half tilted, Song Mian half bent, face to face very close to each other.

"Come so soon?" Song Mian straightened up regretfully, took out her mobile phone and tried to ask Jiang Zhou again: "Do you really want to add a WeChat account? I think we can chat quite well, so we should just make friends?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head.

"Tsk... so cold." Song Mian got angry again, and strode out of the shed.

Zheng Qiran watched the whole process from the sidelines, and when Song Mian went out, he embraced Jiang Zhou's shoulders in a negotiating tone: "Handsome guy, let's have a discussion, see if you can add a WeChat message with Song Mian, I'll pay you three hundred .” He gestured with three fingers.

Jiang Zhou raised his hand and pulled Zheng Qiran's arm down, as if he was transparent, without looking at him, without speaking, he got up and went out.

"Fuck." Zheng Qiran rubbed his hair speechlessly. He doesn't have any facial complexion, so he scolded directly when he was upset: "What's wrong with these good-looking people, what are you dragging!"

After nine o'clock, the night market was still bustling and bustling, and some shops returned to the ear-piercing DJ music.The uncle's son also came to help sell things after get off work, and the customer flow of the stall has almost stabilized.

The teenagers have completed their mission and it's time to go home.

The uncle gratefully shook the hands of each of them, "Thank you, students, or else you wait first, and when I sell out, can I invite you to have a barbecue together?"

Song Mian said, "No need, sir, I see that there are quite a lot of people, so you can go to work first."

The uncle was holding a lot of small change in his hand, the denominations were not big, the banknotes were old, and the edges were a little curled. I don't know how many people passed by.

Song Mian never felt that he was so kind, and there were quite a lot of broken arms and legs begging for money and food on the street, so he ignored it.The good guy is Lin Pingping, only Lin Pingping can't see this.

But at the moment, he just feels uncomfortable, especially irritable.Seeing that the group performer was still holding a bunch of roses in his hand, he walked over and bought them all.

The rest of the people were driven by him, and each picked a few things they liked.

Jiang Zhou stood alone under the street lamp, watching Song Mian buy flowers, and seeing other people go to the old man's place to make a fuss and scramble to scan the QR code to pay. Knowing the reason why Song Mian did this, her impression of him also slightly changed.

He thought about getting a book.But he is really short of money, and every penny has to be counted and spent.

There is no need for intensive editing of essays, and the analysis of mathematical theory is too general. There are not many books in the stalls, and most of them are pornographic books, which he didn't like.

As he was picking it up in his hand, Song Mian came over.

Song Mian smiled mysteriously and with malicious intentions. Jiang Zhou had an intuition that something was wrong, so he looked around subconsciously, and a circle of people stared at them. He was a little confused: "What are you doing?"

The corners of Song Mian's mouth curled up, his eyebrows raised like a rogue, and he stretched out his hand behind his back, and a large bouquet of fiery red roses, which at first glance seemed delicate and charming, was delivered to Jiang Zhou's eyes.

Song Mian shouted angrily: "Happy holidays my friend, I wish you and your partner a hundred years of good union, love each other, and never separate."

Jiang Zhou's eyelids trembled: "..."

"Oh woohoo!!! What did I see!!! Do handsome guys really like handsome guys?"

"I'm gone!!! I'm gone!!!"

This is equivalent to the scene of the courtship on the spot is too shocking, the love is so strong that it is impossible to look directly at it, and the gossiping crowd immediately exploded.

"Damn it, I didn't see that your young master still has this habit, um, he has a good eye." Lin Pingping gloated and stole Xiaotang's stomach.

"I think Brother Song is probably out for revenge. Just now in the shed, this guy surnamed Jiang offended him." Zheng Qiran said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth.

Song Mian is a typical well water does not violate the river water, everyone goes through their own lives and doesn't care about anyone else.It looks easy to talk, gentle and reasonable, but in fact, there are thorns all over the body, once provoked, it will use all means to retaliate and humiliate you, no matter what method it is.

"I think Brother Song must be coveting her beauty, and wants to marry her back home as a wife." The group performer cutie blushed and said excitedly.

"..."

"Do you want to pick it up or not?" Song Mian slumped against Jiang Zhou's body, rubbing against Jiang Zhou's body as if he had no bones. He felt secretly refreshed when he saw Jiang Zhou's flushed handsome face, which wanted to get angry but held back. .

Song Mian: "No? If you don't answer, I will forcefully buy and give away." As he spoke, he forcefully stuffed the flowers into Jiang Zhou's arms, and took away the book in Jiang Zhou's hand, "You're welcome, I'll treat it as yours." return the gift."

"I don't..." Jiang Zhou was still in a daze, subconsciously wanting to throw the flowers out.

"Oh, these flowers will cost more than 300 yuan. It's not cheap, so you just get it, handsome guy." The old man looked at the bouquet of flowers that was almost thrown away with distress.

"Take it, handsome guy!" Lin Pingping whistled with ulterior motives while watching the excitement.

"Accept it, take it!" The co-star Xiaocuti shouted along, shaking Huang Daliang's arm to make people shout together.

Surrounded by a group of people, even if he didn't care about Jiang Zhou, he felt a little embarrassed, so he reluctantly accepted the hot flowers.

Song Mian held back her laughter, she just liked to see him showing such a helpless expression.He held the book up to his face, blocking the view of the onlookers from exploring the gossip, winked at Jiang Zhou, then pouted and kissed Jiang Zhou disgustingly.

Jiang Zhou was filled with anger, frowning so much that he could kill a mosquito.He had never seen someone like Song Mian before, staring at the beaming guy in disbelief, his hand holding the flower was trembling.

The success made Jiang Zhou's ears turn red, and he gritted his teeth. Song Mian finally felt at ease after the iceberg's face was completely shattered, and called his driver to go home.

On the way home, Song Mian couldn't help laughing.He didn't laugh out loud either, just a silent laugh with his forehead against the car window and his lips pursed.This is his special skill, even if his body cramps from laughing, he can still not make a sound.

Xiao Tang was driving the car, looking at him in the rearview mirror, thinking that the handsome guy is also pitiful, why is he being targeted by their family's devil.

Shu Yan and Song Lilian do not go home all the year round due to work reasons.Song Mian followed her grandparents when she was a child, and followed her parents in junior high school.Song Mian was arrogant and indulgent by nature, and was doted on by his grandparents. Over time, he became a spoiled and proud devil king.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Mian asked suddenly.

Xiao Tang was startled, and said after deliberation: "I was thinking about what made you angry with that classmate just now, and whether you should find someone to clean him up."

Song Mian raised her eyebrows, lay on her back and relaxed her body, put her hands behind her head, and said speechlessly, "Our family is not a gangster, why do you clean up the family?"

"Then you just now?"

Song Mian shrugged, whistled frivolously, and seemed to be in a good mood: "Do you need a reason for giving gifts? I think he is good-looking, and roses match him well, nothing else."

After taking a shower in the evening, he packed up the summer homework that Xiao Tang helped to finish. He didn't even bother to check it, and he got a headache when he saw the words.Thinking of what happened at the night market, Song Mian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

On the desk were books snatched from Jiang Zhou.I didn't pay attention when I grabbed it, but it turned out to be the colorful "Seven Days!"Love and Hate with the Domineering President".

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhou looked cold and indifferent on the outside, but he was so wild on the inside, and even planned to secretly read this kind of book.

I took it and flipped through a few pages, but found it meaningless.

He kicked off his slippers and rolled onto the bed, kicked off the quilt, propped his head on one hand and looked up at the ceiling.In the end, I was inexplicably reminded of Jiang Zhou's stunned expression when he was holding a rose, with nowhere to express his anger.

Thinking of this, he jumped up again, excited.An evil fire ran around in his heart, inciting him to do something.

He jumped up and walked to the table, took several photos of the book, and clicked into the group chat of Hulu Xiaojingang.

[Wuwa/Song Mian: Gift from my wife, envy or not. ]

Anyway, Jiang Zhou wouldn't know about this, Song Mian thought wickedly.

Song Mian thought it wasn't enough just to post it in the group, so she quickly edited it with her fingers, and posted another Moments:

[Today’s Harvest Smile.jpg]

The title and cover of the book are too colorful, and I didn’t forget to screen my parents, aunts and other miscellaneous relatives when I posted it.

Then click back to the group chat, and the screen in the group has been swiped:

Both Zheng Qiran and Lin Pingping knew what was going on, but they still cooperated with him:

[Sanwa/Pingping: Wow, wow, envy, congratulations, get rich and get rich, red envelopes, red envelopes, red envelopes! ! ! ]

[Big baby/Xiao Zheng: Not too many, four digits are fine, don't worry, brother is really not greedy! ! ! ]

And the others were really shocked:

[Liuwa/Yaoyao:! ! !God! ! !Congratulations brother, congratulations! ! ! ]

[Siwa/Xiao Chu: Why didn't I know when it happened? ]

Chu Qingci was grounded by his mother tonight, just now Lin Pingping and Zheng Qiran told him the legendary experience tonight, from the dark melee to the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but they didn't tell him that Song Mian had a girlfriend!That fucking is a girlfriend! ! !

[Erwa/Xia Houxi: Even the fifth younger brother has a girlfriend, when will I be able to have a girlfriend...]