Xie Landi was naturally busy nodding her head and saying yes.

After chatting like this, Deng Qingjiang finally decided to invite the people in their dormitory to go out to eat at night.

"They all went to class, and I told them when I got back at noon. Ye Wanqing said.

"Okay, then thank you, Mr. Ye. ”

"Uncle Deng called me Wanqing. Ye Wanqing watched him carry so many things out of the car, her heart was so sour, milk candy, malt cream, cream, conditioner, scarves, gloves, hats, so many things, they are all good things, why are they all Jiang Xiao's?

She wanted it too.

If only this uncle were hers.

"Okay, I'll call you Wanqing. Wanqing, this packet of milk candy is intended to be eaten by Jiang Xiao's roommates, and when all the people in your dormitory arrive, you will give them points. ”

After letting Aunt Qiu, the housekeeper, check it, Ye Wanqing helped bring all those things to the dormitory, Xie Landi's class was about to start, so I said goodbye to him first, and went to class.

In fact, Ye Wanqing should also go to class, but in her opinion, Deng Qingjiang is much more important than that class now, at most she should be a little late.

She took the packet of milk candy and answered.

Looking at her well-behaved appearance, Deng Qingjiang thought about it, took out a red envelope from the pocket of his suit and stuffed it into Ye Wanqing's hand.

"Come, Wanqing, I have a fate with you, this red envelope was originally meant to be given to Jiang Xiao, but now that she is not here, I will give it to her next time, this will be given to you first." ”

Looking at the red envelope, Ye Wanqing's heart was extremely itchy again, she restrained herself to death, and only then did she restrain her urge to reach out to take it, but took a step back, shook her hand and said, "How can that work? Uncle Deng, I can't ask for it." ”

Deng Qingjiang saw her biting her lower lip gently, that look made him also move in his heart, reached out and grabbed her hand, put the red envelope in her hand, and gently patted the back of her hand, and said: "Take it, we are really fated, what is a red envelope, there is not much money." ”

Ye Wanqing felt that the back of her hand was a little itchy.

When Deng Qingjiang made an appointment with the address and time of the restaurant in the evening, and after leaving, she immediately opened the red envelope and saw the two hundred-yuan bills inside, and her eyes widened suddenly.

Oh, my God!

They have nothing to do with each other, and when they met for the first time, Deng Qingjiang actually gave her a big red envelope of two hundred yuan!

For a while, Ye Wanqing's heart was pounding hard.

Deng Qingjiang's handsome appearance and gentle words appeared in his mind again, and then he thought of his hand grabbing his hand when he stuffed the red envelope just now, and suddenly felt that his hands were hot.

She clutched the red envelope tightly.

Meng returned to the camp in the past year, and the people in the team happened to come back from morning exercise, and he and Chengcheng faced each other.

Meng Xiannian beckoned to Chengcheng.

Chengcheng raised his eyebrows.

How does this person have a dog-like expression and movements?

He didn't move, and Zhao Xin next to him immediately said to him: "Battalion Commander Cheng, our deputy regiment called you." ”

Chengcheng suddenly hung three black lines on his forehead.

How can you shout?

Is it a shout just to beckon?

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but Zhao Xin said this, but it was not good to pretend that he didn't see it.

Chengcheng glanced at Zhao Xin and walked towards Meng Qiannian's side.

Zhao Xin was glared at by him for a moment, a little confused, and couldn't help but turn his head and ask Gong Xinhe next to him, "I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"

Gong Xinhe patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, it's just too talkative." ”