Chapter 43: Do You Remember Me?

Unable to withstand Qin Yuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Zihan changed his plan of action. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, I was going to go straight home.

"Zihan, I got a job!" As soon as he got out of the car, Qin Yuan screamed loudly.

Without waiting for Zihan to follow, Qin Yuan immediately talked eloquently.

Zihan's hand was pulled by her, and the palm was slippery and greasy.

"Zihan, I can now get a salary of 4,000 a month, which is twice as high as the original. So, I'm going to have a treat! Qin Yuan's round eyes slipped and looked around.

"It won't be Xiao Zhao who introduced you, right? Why didn't he drive you? Thinking of Zhao Hanzhang, Zihan was still a little angry.

Zihan guessed it, but no, Qin Yuan finally put down the hand holding Zihan, and the two fingers pinched together and rubbed, making a rustling sound.

Zihan couldn't help but chuckle.

What does it mean to be gearing up? Needless to say, it's with the Zhou family again.

"Zihan, do you think my chin is very sharp? Do my eyes glow green? ......" Before Qin Yuan finished speaking, Zihan immediately burst into laughter.

"Are you a wolf or a fox?"

"Like a wolf and a fox!" Qin Yuan looked at Zihan with an innocent face: "Zhou Ming's mother said this about me." When I saw the man, the two mung bean eyes were brightly lit, and I couldn't wait to pounce on them immediately...... Zihan, do I have it? Are my eyes like green beans? ”

Zihan lowered his head and looked at Qin Yuan seriously, and casually pointed to the figure of the suit and leather shoes not far away.

"Wow, Smecta! Wow! Qin Yuan's mouth was wide open, almost stuffed into one of Zihan's fists.

The figure didn't look back. Qin Yuan was a little disappointed.

Zihan's eyes stared at Qin Yuanguang's feet, and he said leisurely: "Qin Yuan, your socks are not wet......"

"So handsome! Zihan, he is my current boss, CEO Lin! Qin Yuan's eyes lit up, and he followed his back at a speed of light years, refusing to leave for a long time.

Zihan's teasing expression was unaware.

"He was the one who sat in the luxury car that day, I don't know, he remembered me." Qin Yuan lowered his head with regret.

Zihan really admired Qin Yuan's eyesight, it was really amazing, and even she didn't care that the person who was dressed in such a stylish way was Lin Yue.

"What is he here for? Could it be that he is also going to open a food city? Remembering that he owed him a pair of shoes, Zihan felt unhappy for a while.

"It seems that Aunt Zhou said that you are right, your eyes are indeed very green...... Classmate Zhao is miserable......" Zihan patted Qin Yuan's shoulder as if nothing happened.

"No! I didn't agree to be her girlfriend, Zihan, you haven't answered my question yet......" Qin Yuan stared at Zihan, who was a head taller than her, and studied carefully.

"Nothing!" Zihan replied refreshingly.

"It's a pity that the famous grass has a master...... Qin Yuan whispered alone.

Zihan didn't want to delve into Qin Yuan's words. This girl obviously takes studying handsome guys as her own joy in life, but she has always regretted it.

"If Zhou Ming is also a famous brand and drives a luxury car, do you think he is not handsome?" Zihan accentuated his tone.

"Zihan, don't mention him, okay? handsomeer than him! He has to ask his mother for a penny in return, and he doesn't give me a taste of dark chocolate even if there is dark chocolate in the supermarket, all day, instant noodles, instant noodles, it's still about to expire......" Speaking of Zhou Ming, Qin Yuanda poured bitter water.

To be honest, Zhou Mingma's supermarket is not too small in S City, at least, a private car of more than 100,000 yuan still has the strength to buy. As for the house, Zhou Ming's mother's more than 100 meters should be enough to live in.

It's just that none of these are Zhou Ming's own.

Walking to work, of course, what Qin Yuan saw couldn't just be a height of 182, his height couldn't fill his belly. What's more, there is a big tiger staring at her every day, asking her, a fox with little mung bean eyes, to stay away from her son.

The two of them walked forward laughing as they talked.

Qin Yuan didn't pay attention, and collided with the person opposite.

It's a pity that the beautiful picture in the Korean drama didn't happen, and the one opposite was clearly a slender young man.

"You don't have eyes! Ah! My ...... of cake cuts," the man looked down at the pastry lying quietly on the ground with pity in his eyes.

"Cake cutting? BMW too! "Listen to his words, indeed, I have touched the gold master!

Looking at the ground again, the snow-white crystal surface lying quietly made Zihan's heart twitch slightly.

"Where did you buy it? Who's selling? Zihan stepped forward and grabbed the boy's arm, his voice trembling.

The man didn't answer, and leaned down to pick up the piece of the ground that looked fairly clean.

Qin Yuan took out a ten-yuan bill from his bag and looked at the scene in front of him with an innocent expression.

The man raised his hand to take the bill and pointed to the long line of people.

Obviously, Qin Yuan hadn't evacuated from the situation just now, she stood in place.

"Why, I didn't bump into Gao Fu Shuai?" She muttered softly.

Zihan has run a long way, and this cake cutting makes her heart a little sour.

"Mom, Mom!" Zihan shouted as he squeezed towards the crowd.

"Hey, queue, queue ......," the crowd whispered discontentedly.

Zihan looked at the long queue that was just a dragon's tail without a leader, and sighed lightly.

"Zihan, Zihan!" Qin Yuan finally ran over. Whispering in his mouth.

Zihan pursed her lower lip, slowly took out Nojia from her handbag, and dialed out a string of numbers.

"Zihan, when are you going home? Does it still hurt? As soon as Zheng Lan's voice fell, Zihan's nose was sour.

"Mom, it doesn't hurt, are you at home?" Looking at the airtight human wall, Zihan's voice was weak.

"Silly boy, how can my mother be at home? Are you coming back for dinner? Mom boiled you red dates, kelp, pig's trotter soup......"

"Mom, don't wait for me to eat......"

Putting the phone back in his bag, Zihan lowered his head and pondered.

"That's right, it's a jujube paste cake made by my mother, and there is a taste of my mother, is Lin Yue helping my mother to do sales? How could mom forget my principles? No, hey, they all blame me for breaking my sister's heel. Holding the handbag, Zihan lowered his head and groaned.

"Could it be Uncle Li? It must be. Thinking of a kind face with gauze wrapped around his head, Zihan understood a little.

Did you really answer that sentence? Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors? Relatives are not as good as outsiders? Zihan kept scratching his hair.

"Zihan, there are so many people, do you want to keep in line?" Qin Yuan's good interest was obviously made like a winter rain by the short man just now.

Zihan came to her senses at this time, she was honestly standing in line on the line!

"Why don't we go eat mom's rice noodles?" Qin Yuan proposed.

Before he could smell the food, he contributed ten yuan bills and collided with such an unfriendly man.

"Hello, cutie, how are you?" At least, you have to be concerned, too!

Qin Yuan was holding the fire while YY, his arm was grabbed by Zihan, and there was a pain.

Of course, the difference between a big meal and a mother's rice noodles is different. In that place, I might be able to see handsome guys. It's just that maybe it's a sigh of hope!

was entangled, Zhao Hanzhang came over in a BMW.

Zihan carefully studied the round eyes on Qin Yuan's small round face.

The color of the pupil has changed slightly.