[Zhenyue] Ding in my heart

"Can you lend it to me first? I'll finish it soon!" The man looked at Ding Dong without any response for a long time, and was a little anxious. He thought Ding Dong didn't believe his reading speed, so he emphasized it one more time.

Ding Dong, who was constantly complaining in his heart, had to turn his attention back to the man.As proof from heaven, it's not that she doesn't believe in the speed at which men can read books, but at this moment, as a young and ignorant girl, she can't believe in such absurd things. "Sorry, classmate, I'm going to have lunch. Let's contact each other next time!" If the man can't answer the customs clearance term this time, Ding Dong will really vomit blood.Ding Dong gnashed her teeth and counted while spreading her long legs. If the man didn't open his mouth when he counted to "5", she would really roll away mellowly.

Just when Ding Dong was completely desperate for this natural stay, the man finally said, "Student, why don't we go to the western restaurant in front for dinner together!"

have a meal together?Does he need to eat?Isn't it enough to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?After Ding Dong heard the man's words, these questions suddenly whizzed through his head, but these were not the main point.

The most important thing is that the western restaurant at the corner in front is very expensive, "Did you please? I will go if you invite me." Forgive Ding Dong for his embarrassing look.According to Dingdang's own words, it is that her family is relatively poor, and she has a good aunt who is compassionate and loves to do good deeds and give money everywhere.If it wasn't for the past two years, Ma Dannuo would be getting older, and instead of going out to slay demons for free as before, she would stay at home and take care of Ding Dong.Otherwise, their family may have no rice to cook.If after entering a restaurant and ordering food, the other party wants to have an AA with me, but she has no money to pay, it will be miserable.

"Well, of course. Can you lend me the book when you eat? I promise you will return it before you finish eating." The man seemed a little puzzled about Ding Dang's obsession with the question of who should treat guests, but he didn't do it in a gentlemanly manner. Ask more questions about this.It's just that he is also very obsessed with the collector's edition in Ding Dong's hands.

"OK!" Ding Dang made an "OK" gesture with his hands, and looked at the man with a smile.Although the man is still not good enough to introduce himself while inviting her to dinner, and then develop a pure friendship along the way, Ding Dong is still quite satisfied.At least she earned a lunch for so little, basically negligible.

In the western restaurant——

Although Dingdang had seen the speed of the man's reading on TV, but now he had the opportunity to observe it live, which still made Dingdang dumbfounded.Really jaw-dropping!As soon as it passed by, the man said that he had finished reading, and he had memorized it!

Ding Dong's hands gripped the tablecloth under the table, desperately resisting the urge to lift the table.She is really envious, jealous and hateful!It would be great if Ding Dong himself had this kind of reading speed and memory.She doesn't have to support her family while staying up late to endorse.Even though she has finished college and worked in her previous life, reading is really far away for Ding Dong.So although Ding Dang still has some knowledge reserves in his mind, there is not much left, and it may be formatted at any time.So it can be said that Ding Dang's current excellent results are not due to her talent, nor is it due to her remaining life in her previous life, but due to her twice as hard work as others in this life.

Well, without further ado.For Ding Dong, the most angry thing is that if she has such ability, then she will have more time to make money, and she will not be so stretched so far, she is really poor!

"Student, here you are! I've finished reading it!" The man looked at the regretful Ding Dong with a smile, and was a little puzzled.

Well, the bastard Ding Dong has some ideas that can't be put on the table at the moment.She really regretted it, because Mao herself wanted to be so kind, and under the offensive of the man's bright eyes, she handed the book to him before serving the food.Knowing that he reads so fast, what should she do if someone turns his face and denies him after reading the book, pats his ass and slips away, and doesn't pay the bill?

"Student, ah, no, everyone is so familiar, it's not appropriate to be called classmate again! My name is Ma Dingdang, Jingle Bells, what about you?" Dingdang felt that if he didn't take the initiative to ask the question of his name, Men may never mention it in their entire lives.There is no other way, although it is a bit familiar.But the mountain has not come to me, so Ding Dong can only go to the mountain.

"Jiang Zhenzu! My name is Jiang Zhenzu!" The man, that is, the general, said with a smile, but he raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him.Surname Ma?Is it the Ma family who hunted him down every 20 years?

Although Ding Dong had already identified the man's identity, hearing this name suddenly made Ding Dong's hands tremble uncontrollably.Fortunately, the waiter just came to serve the food, and concealed the subconscious behavior of Ding.Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Ding Dong to explain the reason for his trembling.

Ding Dong watched the waiter remove the cover from the iron plate, revealing the top-quality steak on the iron plate, and instantly turned into a foodie.What generals, what Nuwa, what destroys the world, are not as important as eating.While eating the steak, she pretended to be curious and asked, "Aren't you hungry, True Ancestor? Could it be that red wine can be eaten as a meal?"

The general's hands are beautiful, slender and straight, like a pair of artist's hands.At this moment, his hand is holding the wine glass gracefully, and the transparent red wine looks more coquettish under his shaking.He took a sip, and still said with a smile on his face, "I'm not used to eating outside."

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"Can you lend it to me first? I'll finish it soon!" The man looked at Ding Dong without any response for a long time, and was a little anxious. He thought Ding Dong didn't believe his reading speed, so he emphasized it one more time.

Ding Dong, who was constantly complaining in his heart, had to turn his attention back to the man.As proof from heaven, it's not that she doesn't believe in the speed at which men can read books, but at this moment, as a young and ignorant girl, she can't believe in such absurd things. "Sorry, classmate, I'm going to have lunch. Let's contact each other next time!" If the man can't answer the customs clearance term this time, Ding Dong will really vomit blood.Ding Dong gnashed her teeth and counted while spreading her long legs. If the man didn't open his mouth when he counted to "5", she would really roll away mellowly.

Just when Ding Dong was completely desperate for this natural stay, the man finally said, "Student, why don't we go to the western restaurant in front for dinner together!"

have a meal together?Does he need to eat?Isn't it enough to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?After Ding Dong heard the man's words, these questions suddenly whizzed through his head, but these were not the main point.

The most important thing is that the western restaurant at the corner in front is very expensive, "Did you please? I will go if you invite me." Forgive Ding Dong for his embarrassing look.According to Dingdang's own words, it is that her family is relatively poor, and she has a good aunt who is compassionate and loves to do good deeds and give money everywhere.If it wasn't for the past two years, Ma Dannuo would be getting older, and instead of going out to slay demons for free as before, she would stay at home and take care of Ding Dong.Otherwise, their family may have no rice to cook.If after entering a restaurant and ordering food, the other party wants to have an AA with me, but she has no money to pay, it will be miserable.

"Well, of course. Can you lend me the book when you eat? I promise you will return it before you finish eating." The man seemed a little puzzled about Ding Dang's obsession with the question of who should treat guests, but he didn't do it in a gentlemanly manner. Ask more questions about this.It's just that he is also very obsessed with the collector's edition in Ding Dong's hands.

"OK!" Ding Dang made an "OK" gesture with his hands, and looked at the man with a smile.Although the man is still not good enough to introduce himself while inviting her to dinner, and then develop a pure friendship along the way, Ding Dong is still quite satisfied.At least she earned a lunch for so little, basically negligible.

In the western restaurant——

Although Dingdang had seen the speed of the man's reading on TV, but now he had the opportunity to observe it live, which still made Dingdang dumbfounded.Really jaw-dropping!As soon as it passed by, the man said that he had finished reading, and he had memorized it!

Ding Dong's hands gripped the tablecloth under the table, desperately resisting the urge to lift the table.She is really envious, jealous and hateful!It would be great if Ding Dong himself had this kind of reading speed and memory.She doesn't have to support her family while staying up late to endorse.Even though she has finished college and worked in her previous life, reading is really far away for Ding Dong.So although Ding Dang still has some knowledge reserves in his mind, there is not much left, and it may be formatted at any time.So it can be said that Ding Dang's current excellent results are not due to her talent, nor is it due to her remaining life in her previous life, but due to her twice as hard work as others in this life.

Well, without further ado.For Ding Dong, the most angry thing is that if she has such ability, then she will have more time to make money, and she will not be so stretched so far, she is really poor!

"Student, here you are! I've finished reading it!" The man looked at the regretful Ding Dong with a smile, and was a little puzzled.

Well, the bastard Ding Dong has some ideas that can't be put on the table at the moment.She really regretted it, because Mao herself wanted to be so kind, and under the offensive of the man's bright eyes, she handed the book to him before serving the food.Knowing that he reads so fast, what should she do if someone turns his face and denies him after reading the book, pats his ass and slips away, and doesn't pay the bill?

"Student, ah, no, everyone is so familiar, it's not appropriate to be called classmate again! My name is Ma Dingdang, Jingle Bells, what about you?" Dingdang felt that if he didn't take the initiative to ask the question of his name, Men may never mention it in their entire lives.There is no other way, although it is a bit familiar.But the mountain has not come to me, so Ding Dong can only go to the mountain.

"Jiang Zhenzu! My name is Jiang Zhenzu!" The man, that is, the general, said with a smile, but he raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him.Surname Ma?Is it the Ma family who hunted him down every 20 years?

Although Ding Dong had already identified the man's identity, hearing this name suddenly made Ding Dong's hands tremble uncontrollably.Fortunately, the waiter just came to serve the food, and concealed the subconscious behavior of Ding.Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Ding Dong to explain the reason for his trembling.

Ding Dong watched the waiter remove the cover from the iron plate, revealing the top-quality steak on the iron plate, and instantly turned into a foodie.What generals, what Nuwa, what destroys the world, are not as important as eating.While eating the steak, she pretended to be curious and asked, "Aren't you hungry, True Ancestor? Could it be that red wine can be eaten as a meal?"

The general's hands are beautiful, slender and straight, like a pair of artist's hands.At this moment, his hand is holding the wine glass gracefully, and the transparent red wine looks more coquettish under his shaking.He took a sip, and still said with a smile on his face, "I'm not used to eating outside."