After Qiao Jiang finished putting on makeup, she saw the message on her phone. It was from Gao Jinlan, asking her if she was busy with anything today and saying that she could go back alone.
I also took a photo of Miao Xue’s mother braiding her hair.
It should have been taken by Miao Xue. In the photo, Gao Jinlan is sitting on a bamboo stool in the yard, wearing an old-style purple pajamas. Behind her stands Miao Xue’s mother, who is braiding her hair. The two are talking and laughing. There are fruits on the table at hand, wet water on the ground, and sunlight falling from directly above. The picture reveals the tranquility and comfort of time.
Qiao Jiang looked at the photos for a while and replied: [I will pick you up. 】
She slept for a long time today. At noon, her aunt came over to cook. She smelled the aroma of the rice, so she got up and ate something.
Her limbs were so sore that it felt like she had been run over by a car. She leaned on the dining table and her body was as soft as a pile of mud. Her aunt thought she was drunk and cooked her a hangover soup.
Qiao Jiang thanked him, took a sip of soup, and regained some strength. He picked up his phone and saw that it was already past twelve o’clock.
Zhang Yunyun made two video calls and sent a series of messages, to the effect that she was not having a good time this time. When the weather cooled down, she would host Gao Jinlan and take her to her island.
Qiao Jiang replied with one word: [No]
Zhang Yunyun called directly over the video: “Why did it take you so long to answer my call? I sent you so many messages, I thought you were angry.”
Qiao Jiang clipped it to herself A piece of meat, with a lazy voice: “How can it be possible? I’m not Cheng Biyu.”
Zhang Yunyun: “…”
Her shoulders slumped: “I also think why in other couples, the woman is angry and the man is there to comfort me. , why are they all upside down?”
“You dote on me.” Qiao Jiang took a sip of water.
Zhang Yunyun pouted dejectedly: “But if I don’t coax him, he will ignore me.” “
You try, maybe you can control him.” Qiao Jiang replied casually.
Everyone in the circle knew that Zhang Yunyun was chasing after Cheng Biyu. Young Master Cheng had so much face. No matter which club he went to play in, there were always people asking Zhang Yunyun if he was waiting for him at home. His reputation was completely ruined.
Only Qiao Jiang knows that Zhang Yunyun is still a virgin.
Zhang Yunyun said that Cheng Biyu was willing to be with her, not because of that matter. She wanted to have a platonic love with him, and when she felt the time was right, she would give herself to him.
After hearing this, Qiao Jiang rolled her eyes and said that Cheng Biyu would never be able to control his lower body. He might have a romance with her here and sleep with someone else over there.
Zhang Yunyun didn’t believe it every time, and always said that Qiao Jiang was biased against Cheng Biyu.
After going back and forth, Qiao Jiang was too lazy to talk about the two of them. Every time he talked about Cheng Biyu, he would talk about it in a few words, so as to save Zhang Yunyun, an innocent young lady, from being sad.
Zhang Yunyun sighed, changed the subject and asked, “You haven’t said anything about that bitch man yet. Tell me.”
“It’s a good job.” Qiao Jiang wiped her mouth with a tissue.
Zhang Yunyun: “???”
She was already stunned. She stared at Qiao Jiang with wide eyes. She moved her lips for a while and asked, “Are you kidding me?”
Qiao Jiang looked up at her and said, “What do you think?”
“Li Xiaolan What should I do?” Zhang Yunyun covered her mouth, “No, I mean, when did you meet that person? Could he… could he be a scumbag? Could you run away after he sleeps? ?”
Qiao Jiang corrected her patiently: “Zhang Yunyun, I am the scumbag.”
Zhang Yunyun: “…”
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Dog Man
Romantizm⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ MTL ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my Story ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Not my coverphoto 《狗男人》 作者: 蘇瑪麗 1v1 double non-c copywriting: wrong time and place, including characters. The desire in Qiao Jiang's heart grew like weeds. She desperately needed something to pull her out...