Before coming here, Peng Qiao described a bright future not only for the millionaires everywhere, but also for the treatment he received here.

It is said that even the boss and his wife sleep on sofa chairs and work beds, and only he has a big room with a big bed.

If what Jiang Cong saw in front of him was that big room and big bed, it would really make him remember it forever.

It was a small room, small enough to fit a single bed.

There were a lot of things piled up on the bed, and there was a steel pipe in mid-air, which was full of clothes.

At first glance, it looks very cluttered, and it looks like the wooden cabinet in the basement in Xiangfan, exuding the same atmosphere.

Just when Jiang Cong was speechless in his heart, Peng Qiao turned around, put his backpack on the bed in the outer room, squinted at him, and said very dissatisfied: "This is the room I said!"

"Lie to the ghost, these clothes are obviously women's, and this and this, all of them are women's. Jiang Cong also turned around, looked at the bed outside, pointed to some clothes placed at the head of the bed, and muttered vigorously.

"When I went back, someone else stayed here temporarily. Peng Qiao patiently explained.

"Make it up, you make it up, you make it up. Jiang Cong sneered, looking at Peng Qiao's eyes full of unkindness.

"Believe it or not. Peng Qiao dropped a sentence and walked out.

"Believe in you to be the devil. Not to be outdone, Jiang Cong choked a word, put the box against the wall, turned off the light, and the room suddenly became dark again.

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On the street, the sun is more intense, and the warm projection is on the body, and the snow that has been cleared out of the street is piled up into a small hill across a section of the road, shining silver-white in the sun, which is a bit dazzling.

Jiang Cong and Peng Qiao walked side by side, and kept thinking about it all the way, as if they had become the old man at the White Buddha Passenger Station.

At first, Peng Qiao just listened silently, after all, he was a little weak in his heart, but after hearing it, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he glanced at it fiercely, and said coldly: "Ancestor! ”

Jiang Cong snorted twice, sounding full of disdain, but he really didn't say anything, the friendship of open crotch pants, some things can be easily distinguished, if he continues to talk about it, the two are afraid that they will really fight!

In the midst of this silence, the two came to an intersection where a small vendor was selling something to eat, and a person was waiting in front of the stall.

By the time they crossed the street and came to the stall, the previous customer had already left with food.

"Shaanxi Meat Sandwich Bun?" Standing in front of the stall, Jiang Cong noticed the slogan hanging on the small cart.

He glanced at Peng Qiao, meaning that this is delicious?

Peng Qiao nodded and asked for two.

Jiang Cong had never eaten meat buns, and he was a little hesitant after getting it in his hand, but when he saw Peng Qiao's beautiful bite, he hesitated and took a bite again and again, and his eyes immediately lit up, this taste is really wonderful.

I think that when he ate hot dry noodles for the first time, he was also taken by Peng Qiao, and he felt difficult to swallow after eating three or two bites, of course, now he eats hot dry noodles, and he is not at all unbearable in the past.

He ate three meat buns here in a row, and then he couldn't touch his stomach enough, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.

The two walked around the surroundings again, and while eliminating food, they could also be regarded as recognizing the road and looking at the surrounding environment.

Seriously, it doesn't look very prosperous here, and it doesn't deserve the kind of artistic conception described by Peng Qiao, and the so-called seven out of ten locals who meet on the street are millionaires, which is simply his own imagination......

"You bragging, when will you get rid of it?" Looking at the inconspicuous houses on both sides of the street, and at the pedestrians on the street without the slightest wealth, Jiang Cong couldn't help but smack his lips and was very emotional.

"How can I brag, how do you know they're not rich, I also said at the beginning, they dress very dirty. Peng Qiao was very unconvinced.

Jiang Cong thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was such a premise at the beginning, he thought about it again, and said with a sneer: "Why don't we stop one and ask?"

"Okay, you come to stop you and ask, if there is anything, let's go around together. Peng Qiao stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, with a sincere face.

"Forget it, then do as you say. Jiang Cong shook his head and didn't continue to entangle.

After the two of them shook forward for more than 100 meters, they turned around and shook back on the spot.

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There was no one in the living room, Jiang Cong followed behind Peng Qiao, turned into the door and entered the room.

Maybe it was because he had pressed the switch too many times in the past, and as soon as he entered the house, Peng Qiao subconsciously touched the switch, and the light was not lit when he snapped, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, the light here was broken.

So the two fumbled inside, turning on the light in the pantry.

"Sleep. Peng Qiao turned around, lifted the quilt of the big bed, and then took off his shoes and climbed directly onto the bed.

Jiang Cong stood in place and didn't move, but he just turned around, looking at Peng Qiao's extremely free and easy appearance, his heart was about to move, but he was never able to move forward.

"Did you sleep well last night! Come up and sleep!" Peng Qiao hadn't covered the quilt yet, and watched Jiang Cong invite him again.

Jiang Cong thought to himself again, and suddenly shook his head, "No, this is someone else's bed, you can sleep with your acquaintance, I am a person who just came, how embarrassed to climb up." ”

What's more, this is still a girl's bed, so I'm not as shameless as you!

"I said it, this is my room and my bed, even if someone else is sleeping on it, it's because I'm not there, and now that I'm back, whoever sleeps here must let me out!" Peng Qiao said solemnly.

Jiang Cong still shook his head, he turned around, took two steps forward, looked at the storage room, glanced at the single bed full of miscellaneous items, and felt that he should sleep on it.

"Love to sleep or not, don't sleep and pull down!" Peng Qiao muttered angrily, then lifted the quilt heavily, put it on his body angrily, and then turned sideways, turning his back to Jiang Cong, and was too lazy to take care of this idiot anymore.

Jiang Cong pushed the sundries in the storage room and piled them up in the corner, and then lay down properly.

In fact, it's not bad to lie here, at least a hundred times more wonderful than on the train, but it's a pity, there are a lot of things on this bed, but there is no quilt cover, it is a bare bed.

If he slept here in the summer, it would have felt good, but now it was winter, and although he was wearing a thick down jacket, although it was the hottest time of the day, he still slept very uncomfortable.

I really didn't sleep well last night, even if the conditions were so difficult, he also fell asleep when he lay down, and then woke up from the cold!