Dog Man

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Yan Zhao put on his pants, zipped them up, raised his eyebrows, and asked her, “Why are you in my room?”

“Wipe your hands.” Qiao Jiang raised her chin and pointed him to look at the messy toilet paper she tore on the table. .

Yan Zhao didn’t say anything and walked out.

Qiao Jiang threw the paper ball into the trash can and followed him out: “Where’s the ice cream?”

Yan Zhao walked to the freezer and said to her: “Pick your own.”

After saying that, he ignored her and went directly into the kitchen. Yan’s mother’s voice came, as if asking him to greet guests, but Yan Zhao said: “I don’t want to go.”

Qiao Jiang picked up a cream popsicle from the freezer, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth.

Yan’s mother washed her hands, still wearing an apron, and asked her with a smile: “Do you want to eat here for lunch?” “

No, thank you.” Qiao Jiang shook her head. There was a payment code on the freezer, and she took a bag. I packed five ice cream sticks and paid a hundred yuan.

“Too many.” Yan’s mother said with some surprise, “You gave too much. I don’t have any change. The ice cream is five yuan each, a total of twenty-five.” As

She said this, she went to look for change in her pocket again, but she didn’t find much change. Seeing that Qiao Jiang was about to leave, he hurriedly called Yan Zhao in the kitchen: “Ah Da! She gave too much, I don’t have any change…”

Yan Zhao’s face was covered with sweat, his eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character “Sichuan”, and he took it from Yan’s mother’s hand I took the phone and saw that the payment assistant showed that I had received 100 yuan.

“You gave me too much.” He clicked on the QR code to pay, “I’ll give it back to you.”

Qiao Jiang didn’t show any intention of taking out his phone and walked out: “Those who pay more will be treated as rewards.”

“What’s the reward? ?” He frowned, his eyes were heavy, and he had the gut feeling that he would not hear anything good from her mouth.

“Have you forgotten?” Qiao Jiang turned her head, looked down his chest and abdomen, and raised her eyebrows slightly, “Black.”

Yan Zhao: “…”

Yan’s mother asked in confusion: “What’s black? ?”

Yan Zhao looked at Qiao Jiang with a dark face, but he said to Yan’s mother: “It’s okay, go and do your work, I’ll take her out.” “

Okay.” Yan’s mother smiled and walked into the kitchen, then rushed Qiao Jiang waved, “Little girl, have fun and come back next time!”

“Okay.” Qiao Jiang has a friendly attitude towards elders. Because of Gao Jinlan’s relationship, when she sees elders of this age, she can’t help but speak softly. .

Yan Zhao sat astride the bicycle with his long legs on the ground. He didn’t look at her, just frowned and said, “Let’s go.”

Qiao Jiang threw the bag of ice cream in his arms, then sat in the back seat, concentrating on Eat the cream popsicle in your hand.

I met seven or eight young girls on the road, each of them holding a basket of strawberries in their hands. When they saw Yan Zhao, the group of girls laughed and called him affectionately from a long distance: “Brother Yan!

“ Zhao didn’t expect them to run to the front of the car. The car stopped suddenly. There was something cold and icy on her back. It was the popsicle Qiao Jiang had eaten. She frowned and poked his waist again with the popsicle head. .

Because she was unhappy, she didn’t even raise her head and just wiped her hands with Yan Zhao’s clothes.

Yan Zhao’s eyebrows became tighter and tighter, but because there were so many people in front of him, he didn’t turn around and say a word.

The group of girls noticed Qiao Jiang in the back seat of the car, and their smiles disappeared. Everyone asked in surprise: “Brother Yan, who is she?”

“A guest.”

When the girls heard this, they instantly became happy. , one of them walked up to Yan Zhao and asked: “Brother Yan, come to my house for dinner tonight. My father is going to slaughter a sheep for dinner tonight.” “

I won’t go, I have to be busy tonight.” Yan Zhao waved his hand and rode on his bicycle. Keep going.

The girl was still shouting: “Then you must come next time!”

As soon as Yan Zhao rode out, the group of girls noticed that the T-shirt behind him was all covered with cream by Qiao Jiang. She was still wiping her fingers carefully, noticing When she caught the sight of the girls, she tilted her head slightly. She wore a peaked cap and black sunglasses, her lips were red, her face was white, and a thin chain hung on her slender neck.

Dazzle like a movie star.

Several girls were silent and just looked at her blankly.

They had never envied someone so much as they did at this moment.

Qiao Jiang is like the wind in summer, hot and violent, wanton and flamboyant.