Chapter 173: I won't see you for a long time

It's pitiful to do experiments, but it's not pitiful to bake it?

There is a small kitchen in the ancient building of Minle, Chunxiao cleaned up, and several people began to roast rabbit meat to eat.

The autumn rain lingered, and the rabbit meat gradually came out of the fragrance, and several people began to be hungry.

As soon as Wen Qiao's mobile phone lit up, Fu Nanli sent a message over [Fly Munich first, then Helsinki, and then come back to Shaocheng, the old lady is eighty years old, and she will not be in Haicheng for a while]

Wen Qiao was a little apprehensive in his heart, would it be more than thirteen days?

[Then before you go to Shaocheng, let's meet]

Just in case, it's better to meet in the middle.

Fu Nanli, who was in a meeting, glanced at his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and replied [Okay]

Wen Qiao was relieved [send me a message when you arrived in Germany]

[Hmm]

The rabbit meat is grilled, a group of like-minded people listen to the autumn rain together, eat barbecue together, and someone plays the piano to accompany them in the middle of the meal, the breeze blows into the porch with a drizzle, and the creeper on the wall begins to turn yellow.

Wen Qiao felt that life was good.

It turns out that college life is like this.

In my previous life, I really lived up to the years.

Back in the dormitory, Wen Qiao checked the tracking software on her mobile phone as usual, Fu Jiang's driver Lu Dong's phone voice was normal, so normal that she almost wondered if there was any code between them, such as 'Apple' for killing, 'hamburger' for the plan was not successful.

Wen Qiao stared at his phone in distress and listened to today's voice again and again.

He made three calls, two from his family, and one from Fu Jiang and asked him to pick him up by car.

They didn't succeed in killing Fu Nanli, did they stop and dare not harm Fu Nanli again?

She always felt that since that person had the courage to do the trick and the thing didn't work out, how could he be willing?

After all, the Fu Consortium is a wealth that is pouring into the sky, and the more people in the center of power, the more greedy they are, how can they not be greedy?

On Friday, when the sky finally cleared, Wen Qiao and the others worked together to carry some of the wooden musical instruments in the ancient building to the small courtyard.

After a morning's work, they were already so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, so they went to the cafeteria to eat together.

When they were queuing up to eat, they saw Dai Yi in front of them.

Dai Yi and her friend walked side by side, the two were chatting, and her friend seemed to be teasing: "Every time your boyfriend asks you out, he can let you come back, how can he bear not to stay up all night with you?" ”

Dai Yi feigned anger: "Oh, why are you talking about this here?" ”

Wen Qiao suddenly felt that something was not right, and he didn't react for a while, after finishing the meal, he sat down to eat, and halfway through eating, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

According to Dai Yi's friend, Fu Jiang has never spent the night with Dai Yi outside.

Fu Jiang should be twenty-six years old, a young man with a strong blood, Dai Yi is really beautiful, even if his physical strength is not good, he can't stay up all night, he always wants to hold his beautiful girlfriend and linger, even if he doesn't do anything, he is willing to hold it until dawn.

is like Fu Nanli, always trying to get her to stay with him.

But Fu Jiang is so self-controlled, can he hold it?

He is a young master, the first time he saw Fu Jiang, he was teased by him, shouldn't this kind of person be obsessed with Fengyue and find it difficult to extricate himself?

If she hadn't accidentally bumped into Fu Jiang sending Dai Yi back at half past ten in the evening, I'm afraid she really wouldn't have believed what Dai Yi's friend said.

Wen Qiao was completely shocked by his own thoughts, and could not calm down at all.

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