Chapter 11 The shoulders are big and the waist is round, and there are many thorns

The email was sent successfully!

Delivered to three recipients!

ojbk!

Su Xiaomu breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that he would fail to send it and be embarrassed.

Su Xiaomu, who was idle, called out the system.

"Little trash, really don't you give me that all-in-one tracking program with a particularly good sense of participation and humanized experience?"

“……”

"If you don't change to a different finished software, I can accept it!"

“……”

Knock, knock!

Su Xiaomu flexed his fingers and flicked the bullet light curtain in front of him, "......"

You deceived me and laughed it off!

I will never admit that it was because of the pirate ship on the system that helped recover the loss!

Brain pain!

……

After tidying up the table, Su Xiaomu took the key and left the dormitory, and after eating dinner in the cafeteria, he took advantage of the fact that there were only two classes in the afternoon tomorrow, took a few more orders, and continued to save some rent money.

Relying on the system to make a fortune, Su Xiaomu doesn't want to do it anymore.

Counting on the little garbage system, it's better to go to sleep and have everything in your dreams.

"Dingding. ”

A prompt sound of successful errands and orders is uploaded on the mobile phone.

The order is in hand, and the private money is +20.

Su Xiaomu looked at the phone screen, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile revealed poverty.

The errand order details popped up.

The distance is 2.3KM!

Address: 1019, Building 3, West Garden, Outer Ring Road.

Note: Buy as you like: Go to the shopping supermarket to help buy three cucumbers with thorns, three eggplants, three corns with a big waist and a round waist, and bring a box of Durex thread daily necessities, and knock the door.

Su Xiaomu was a little distracted, as a five-good young man in the 21st century, a man with only five yuan in his pocket, he really couldn't think too much.

According to my childhood experience, the tattooed cucumber in the cucumber tastes a little crisper, and the corn grains with a large waist are fuller, so it seems that this customer is a very good foodie.

It's just a little lazy.

But if you are not lazy, it will not be his turn Su Xiaomu to take this order and earn this money.

Shared bicycles have become a necessary means of transportation for Su Xiaomu's errands, and he found one on campus and rode away.

Handsome people, a fart is fragrant.

Therefore, Su Xiaomu's posture of riding a bicycle is also the best-looking.

Ten minutes later, Su Xiaomu rushed to the supermarket booked by the customer, which was a life shopping supermarket with a large flow of people.

The queue will be longer, no wonder customers are lazy.

The corners of Su Xiaomu's mouth twitched, and his eyes were red in his smile, it feels so good to be rich, and someone will break your leg for you with a movement of his fingers.

According to the instructions, the fresh vegetables and fruits area was found, and Su Xiaomu carefully selected them according to the requirements of the order.

Five minutes later, Su Xiaomu, who was carrying three bags, finally had the opportunity to stand and look at the billboard of 'I'm not an emotionless killer'.

I looked around from top to bottom, but I didn't see it too clearly.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, a cold voice came from his ear, "Yo, it's not good to be so young?"

Su Xiaomu was stunned when he turned around, isn't this the young lady who was so annoyed by him that she blushed?

Su Ho hugged his hands, the turbulent and churning waves, one after another, looked at Su Xiaomu playfully.

This handsome boy, she remembers the posture of running away after the commotion, she remembers it clearly now!

"Ah, it's you, young lady. ”

Su Xiaomu said hello with a bright smile.

"Why can't you be young? I'm still a kid and I don't understand that. ”

There is also the shyness of a child meeting someone he doesn't know well.

Soho: "......"

Heart congestion!

Forcibly endured the action of the small fist hammering Su Xiaomu's chest, and snuggled his mouth, the meaning was obvious.

"That's what you say?"

Su Xiaomu's face suddenly realized, and then explained carefully.

"This emerald green prickly cucumber has a crisp texture and a lot of moisture.

The corn grains with large shoulders and round waist are rich and full, and they are suitable for steaming, cooking and roasting, which is better than the shriveled ones.

But this is all the customer's request, I just help with the errands. ”

Su He's eyes widened more and more, and he admired Su Xiaomu's ability to talk nonsense very much, if his body is not good, he will not be able to do it, as for finding so many excuses?

I'd like to see how many tricks you can tell!

Hearing the last sentence, Soho was stunned, and pointed to the three bags with a little trembling fingers.

"You said this was your errand order?"

Su Xiaomu spread his hands.

Soho: "......"

I'm special!

Was it a serious slap again?

Su Xiaomu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked, "It's not good to call you young sister all the time, is it convenient for you to tell me your name?" Although, ...... You will definitely say. ”

Eyebrows can speak, right?

Su Ho thought hatefully, this gesture and words easily reminded her of the ups and downs of the night that had just fallen into her heart.

On the surface, Soho said quietly.

"Soho. ”

Su Xiaomu blinked his right eye, "Su Xiaomu." ”

Stretching out his right hand, which was not carrying anything, Soho did not refuse the handshake.

Wow, this hand is so slender, it looks so good!

After the warm hand left, Soho thought to himself.

Su Xiaomu asked politely at all.

"Soho, do you know what kind of thread daily necessities are? I haven't even bought them. ”

Su Hoqiao's face flushed, gritted her teeth and said, "You're not polite at all, I haven't bought it either, pick it yourself, I'll go first!"

The clattering heels of his heels slammed against the tiles, and the figure pushed the shopping cart and faded away.

Su Xiaomu scratched his head, didn't pay much attention to it, carefully picked a pink box, ran to check out, and the journey went smoothly, although there seemed to be some unclear eyes,

But Su Xiaomu doesn't care at all, he is the successor of socialism!

…………

…………

Su Xiaomu rushed to 1019, Building 3, Xiyuan, and slammed the door vigorously according to the notes.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

After four or five clicks, there was a faint sound inside.

The door opened from the inside, and a girl in a nightdress appeared in front of Su Xiaomu with her arms in her arms.

Su Xiaomu smiled.

"Hello, this is something you are going to buy for an errand, you take a look. ”

The girl looked Su Xiaomu up and down, the corners of her mouth rose wildly, and her eyes were dripping and rolling, "Little brother, it's so hot, let's have a cup of ice first!"

Su Xiaomu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I still have a single to run, do you see if everything is complete?"

I don't know why, Su Xiaomu felt that he didn't have that feeling of commotion at all.

Compared to the appearance of exuding commotion from top to bottom in the supermarket just now, it is far from the same.

Su Xiaomu could see at a glance that this girl in a nightdress had very developed chest muscles, and she was tall and independent without restraint.

It's just that Su Xiaomu felt that the way this girl looked at him was a little extraordinarily red.

It seems that I want to eat people!

Therefore, Su Xiaomu decisively couldn't be provoked, so he didn't move, and he had to leave quickly.

The shopping bag had been picked up by the nightdress girl, and Su Xiaomu heard that the girl was right, so he immediately turned around and slipped away.

Huh!

It's scary, hurry up and slip away.

At this time, Su Xiaomu remembered what Su He said, he can't do it at a young age!

Whoever it is, it shouldn't work, right?

Su Xiaomu felt.

When riding the bicycle, Su Xiaomu was still at a loss......

=======

Broken bowls.