Sneaking into the corner of the wall again, when Qiange turned back again, he saw Yan Jiang looking at him with a black face as soon as he landed.

"Where have you been?"

The boy's cold voice sounded.

The wind came into Qiange's ears, so she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and replied a little angrily: "Where I go, it's your business." ”

Yan Jiang choked.

He didn't speak again, just pulled the light song and walked out.

Qiange didn't bother to struggle, and let him pull like this.

Yu Guang suddenly saw Yan Jiang holding the arm of his hand. The sleeves that were torn by the girls before were sewn up at some point.

It's just a little stumbling through the sewing.

Blue camouflage uniform, black thread.

It looks a little conspicuous, and the gap is too big, and when I walk, the white shirt inside is revealed from time to time.

Asa Ge looked at his strong and powerful arms, not knowing what he was thinking all the way. When the deep male voice sounded again, Qiange slowly came back to his senses.

"There is a training session in the evening, and I have to participate, so I can't help you ask for leave. If you are not feeling well, tell the instructor in advance that you will not participate if you can. ”

He looked down at Asa Ge.

The short black hair was gently blown by the wind.

Asa Ge didn't look at his face and nodded slightly.

He took his hand off his wrist again. The ghost envoy put the delicately packed small box in his pocket like a god, gently put it in his hand, and said a little arrogantly: "Don't get me wrong, I don't need to wear this thing." It's too heavy to put it in my pocket, so I'll give you a thank you gift as a piece of clothing. ”

After the shallow song finished speaking, he walked towards the flag he had tied.

Leaving Yan Jiang alone, he looked at the box in his hand in a daze.

After a long while, he just pursed his thin lips and smiled softly.

Qiange found his class under the banner of the Department of Finance, and gathered together to eat in the cafeteria.

After eating, you don't have to wait for the gathering, take a break, it's evening training. There was a pull exercise tonight, and the shower was also postponed until after the pull exercise.

Asaa walked slowly to the dormitory alone.

Passers-by kept whispering to her.

From time to time, Qian Ge also heard those people pointing at him, and at the same time, he also mentioned the word Yan Jiang. Almost without thinking about it, Qiange also knew what the group of people were talking about, and she didn't bother to care.

I went back to the dormitory and rested for a while.

When it was time to come out to gather again, Asa Ge looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky. She didn't ask the instructor for leave as Yan Jiang said, didn't she just walk a few steps? Asa Ge felt that he was not weak to that point.

This training is to go to the field, and the goal is 28 kilometers.

Depart in the evening and come back in the early morning.

When Qian Ge lined up and got on the bus, he saw Yan Jiang and the people from the student union organizing discipline in front. When the boy saw her get on the bus of the finance department, he frowned without a trace, and wanted to come over to say something, but he couldn't pull away.

I could only watch as Qiange got into the car.

"The villain is very concerned about you." The number number noticed that Yan Jiang's gaze had been on Qiange's body, and when Qiange got on the bus and couldn't see it, he looked away.

Asa Ge found a seat in the last row and sat down. She scoffed, "Dream on you." The villain doesn't pay attention to me, he just likes the shell of the shallow song before. ”

To put it simply, she is hungry.

The number didn't speak, and it was afraid of being locked up in a small black room.

Staggering all the way, finally reaching the destination before it was completely dark. Qiange was the last to get off the bus, and she followed the people in front of her lazily to do warm-up exercises, that is, to prepare to line up for the official 28-kilometer training.

And so on and so forth.

It was not until the early hours of the morning that the training ended.

In the next few days of training, Qiange followed everyone and mixed up like this. Yan Jiang is in the student union and is very busy. He doesn't train, and he doesn't know what he's up to.

Of course, Asa Ge is not interested.

On the last day of the review, Yan Jiang took the stage to speak as a student representative, and it was not easy for Qiange to meet him.

"Don't you think this villain is handsome?" Looking at Yan Jiang, who was wearing a suit and looking dignified on stage, the number couldn't help but sigh with Qiange: "Forbidden and lustful, aren't you excited, host?" ”

Qiange shrugged his shoulders: "I'm face blind, okay?" ”

Numeric number: "......"

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After the review ceremony is over.

Qiange packed up her things and took a taxi back.

Now Qiange has not been recognized by the Mu family.

It is equivalent to being poor and white.

The original owner rented a private house in the suburbs, but Qiange didn't go back, so he went straight to the five-star hotel near the school with his luggage and booked a suite.

Money, of course, is given by a number.

She proudly paid for a year, and it was still a penthouse suite. It took a long time for the front desk to react, and finally he personally led Qiange to the suite.

Look like time is running out.

After paying for a year, there are still a hundred dollars left. Asa Ge simply gave the money to the reception as a tip.

This is not within the scope of gifting others, the amount is not large, and the number number is not easy to say, so it can only give the green light to the light song, indicating that it has passed.

"Little sister, how does it feel to be rich? I've said it was cool before, but now I feel it, right? After swiping the room card, Qiange immediately threw himself on the soft big bed when he entered.

The number took the opportunity to brainwash Qiange again.

Qiange nodded: "It's pretty good." ”

She was so tired. After saying this, the number number still wanted to wait for the following, but I didn't expect that the head of the shallow song was slightly tilted, and the whole person fell asleep.

The number can only be hated in the consciousness to draw circles.

The next day, the shallow song was woken up by the number number.

"Little sister, hurry up, you're a loser!!" It's still a cheap electronic sound ringing in my ears. Qiange half-lifted his eyelids, and while listening to the number chattering in his ear, he picked up his phone and looked at the time.

It's really not early, and it's time to go to breakfast.

As soon as Qiange was about to put down his mobile phone, the information that the bank money had arrived immediately jumped out. Accompanied by a text message reminder, it was the number number that released a new task: "Come on, little sister~ spend three million in five hours~"

She is also a person who has experienced so many winds and waves.

Calmly glanced at the balance.

Qiange just got up to change clothes, then took the elevator downstairs, and went to the restaurant to eat breakfast unhurriedly. After eating a few baskets of xiaolongbaozi, Qiange drank a few more sips of lemonade. If it weren't for the number number that kept urging her, Qiange felt that she could bankrupt the restaurant.

Before leaving, he nibbled on another piece of corn, and Qiange was satisfied and ready to do the task seriously.

She contacted a nearby real estate.

Ready to buy a house.

Because it was very close, Qiange simply walked all the way over, and he had the right to digest it after breakfast.

Wait until she gets to the place. The agent I contacted before immediately took Qiange to see the house. Three million to buy a house in this neighborhood, or the bustling city center.

It can be said that it is far from enough......

The number number reacted a little slowly: "Little sister, do you want me to dial you a little more?" We don't have anything, but there's too much money to spend. "After all, I was so poor that I only had money left.

Qiange rolled her eyes at it, turned her head and asked the intermediary to take her to see somewhere else.

The agent had no choice but to take Qiange to see the apartment suite.

"Our apartment suite is hardcover, the little girl can move in directly with her bag when the time comes, how good ......"

When the agent was about to use his three-inch tongue to persuade Qiange to consider it in the apartment building, he didn't expect someone to interrupt him directly and unceremoniously, and he didn't know where to take out a thick stack of banknotes.

Just shove it into his arms.