Chapter 64: What a Painful Little Goblin
Your light smile amazed the time, and I will never forget it when I look at you.
In Ning Qiumei's eyes, Meng Ke said these words, it should be bragging in front of her beloved girl, and the situation is nothing more than two possibilities:
First, poor and arrogant.
Second, super potential stocks have great stamina, and the performance I see now is low-key.
The first possibility is the greatest, as for the second one, it's not impossible, but Ning Qiumei really can't convince herself to think in that direction, afraid of great expectations and even greater disappointment.
The acquaintance of the two people was an accident, Ning Qiumei wanted to make this acquaintance meet, simpler, simpler, the entertainment industry is a big dye vat, and you can meet interesting and lovely souls, you really have to cherish it.
Ning Qiumei cherishes it very much, this teenager who is willing to stand at the door of the KTV, stunned and guarded, this teenager who is willing to reply to her message in seconds no matter how late it is.
Besides, Meng Ke just looks at his appearance, which is also remarkable. With good facial features, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a height of about one meter eight, he looks thin and thin, but in fact, his limbs are full of a wild cell, and he must have been a ruthless character when he was in school, and he fought a lot.
There is a handsome ruffian who is not stingy.
Although Ning Qiumei's appearance is at the goddess level, her personality is very active, and she will definitely work hard to fight for what she likes, and never drag her feet, otherwise she would not give her mobile phone number to Meng Ke at that time.
This is a stubborn chick who dares to love and hate.
So.
After listening to Meng Ke's concluding remarks on 'making a promise with his body - all wishes come true', Ning Qiumei raised her neck and picked two crescents: "Then it's decided, let's go, get the certificate." ”
“......!!!”
Three exclamation marks popped up on the door of my head.
These words really startled Meng Ke.
"Tease you, fool. Ning Qiumei saw Meng Ke's surprise and grabbed his arm, "Let's go, go shopping, I've been bored in the mountains and old forests for half a month, and I can't wait." ”
"Central Square?"
"Walking. ”
"Okay. ”
Traveling with the girl, naturally you can't take the bus anymore, Meng Ke decisively chose to take a taxi.
The speed of the thief who came from the fast car stopped beside him in less than a minute, helped Ning Qiumei open the door, and Meng Ke went around to the other side and sat in.
It's a fool to sit in the co-pilot.
At this time, a God-given opportunity, we must seize every opportunity for close contact, and those who want to keep their distance are Tie Hanhan, who deserves to be single for the rest of their lives.
The old driver drove very steadily, and seemed to understand it very well, without a word of nonsense, and even helped Meng Ke turn on the car stereo and played a piece of music about love in a very low voice.
God assists.
The song isn't very good, though.
The main thing is that the atmosphere is up, and it's not embarrassing.
Ning Qiumei rolled down the window a little, her eyes looked aimlessly at the scenery outside the window, and Meng Ke looked at Ning Qiumei with her spare eyes.
She looks at the scenery.
He looked at her in the landscape.
Silent, no words, but the taste is good.
Meng Ke saw Ning Qiumei slowly leaning back in the chair, squinting her eyes not too comfortably, and then asked softly: "It's tiring to play a ghost in a horror movie, right?"
"Well, super tired. ”
"I guess it will take some time to get to the central square, or you can rest first, it's okay, I'll call you when it's time." ”
While speaking, Meng Ke moved towards Ning Qiumei's side: "The shoulder can be borrowed from you for free, no thanks, who made me ***." ”
Hesitate for a moment.
Ning Qiumei finally leaned forward gently.
Probably when Ning Qiumei stuck to Meng Ke's shoulder, the corners of Meng Ke's mouth turned up directly, and he was secretly proud: "I'm really a scoundrel, hey, is it okay to make flowery carrots so frequently, although polygamy is allowed in this usual world." But what can I do, my strength doesn't allow it, it's like this to recruit girls, he didn't force it, it was all voluntary. ”
hooked up with ability, just so arrogant.
Bah!
Stinky rascals!
If you don't invite, who will take the bait?
Ay...... This is the reality, most of the good girls have been snatched away by Meng Ke's stinky and shameless people, relying on their boldness.
Get away with murder.
Of course, if Meng Ke is asked to explain, he will definitely say: "Then how do you know if Ning Xiaoniu'er can't wait for a long time, just waiting for my invitation, maybe she is still roaring in her heart, dead ghost, why don't you hold the old lady's hand......"
All right.
They are all drama spirits, they are all actors, and they are all hooligans.
Twenty minutes later.
The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the central square, the driver nodded politely, turned off the music, and Meng Ke gently patted Ning Qiumei's shoulder: "Qiuqiu, it's here, wake up." ”
"Oh, that's fast. Stretching her waist, Ning Qiumei, who had a crimson face, pretended to sleep lazy, and then didn't let Meng Ke go to the car door again, and got out of the car by herself.
Before Meng Ke got out of the car, he directly handed the driver a piece of fifty cash, and also sent a kind word: "Thank you, master, you are driving so steadily, you don't need to look for it." ”
Give people roses, there is fragrance in your hands, and good people always have good rewards.
After getting out of the car, Meng Ke inadvertently touched Ning Qiumei's finger with his finger, and then, in less than a second, the two fingers were locked together.
Logical.
Success will come when conditions are ripe..
It's really that simple.
Meng Ke didn't say a word during the whole process, in fact, he couldn't say it, if you asked Ning Xiaoniuer directly at this time: "Can I pull your little hand?"
I can guarantee it.
Surely death.
People can make you think of it as a hell.
This kind of hazy hormone can only be tacitly understood, and if it is not explained, it is not even responsible for it, how comfortable it is.
The two of them held hands and walked around the street all morning, but they didn't buy anything, Ning Qiumei estimated that her income was not much, let alone Meng Ke, after more than half a month, she tossed a lot of things, and her trouser pockets were still empty.
Sometimes Meng Ke is reflecting on himself, is it really so difficult to make money?
I used to read those time-traveling novels, the protagonists are worth hundreds of millions of dollars every minute, and they can win by lying down when they sign in, why are they so miserable.
Is it a matter of ability?
Could it be that you are a sentimental copyist and choose the wrong route?
But there's no way around it, Goldfinger is a mobile phone that can't be taken out, and he wasn't a technical man in his last life, and he doesn't know much about the Internet. Even if he is omniscient, it seems that the technology of this parallel world is not bad at all, but the entertainment is slightly behind.
It's so poor that my cheeks hurt.
Originally, I was thinking of selling a few songs to solve the problem of food and clothing first, your sister, the stone sinks into the sea, is someone targeting me?
Someone must be trying to hurt me, angry!
There is no choice but to go to the poor streets, poor shopping, poor streets...... Fortunately, Ning Qiumei is not a material woman, and she is not too interested in these things outside of her body.
Of little consequence.
What a nasty little goblin, don't go, don't go, love, love......