Chapter 117: It's so beautiful, I just want to possess it alone
The other party insisted like this, and Qin Qing didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm.
After all, that is also the heart of the crying bag to his daughter.
These things, he wants to do, just do it.
If she gets into any trouble, she can solve it anyway.
Later, when she arrived in the capital, she bought a big house for Da Waibao, opened another store, and invited more people.
As for now...... It's also a good thing to let Zhang Feng help take care of the crying bag for the time being.
lest someone bully the crying bag when she is away.
In fact, there is just over half a year left.
It's going to take the college entrance examination.
The shop was not fully cleaned up and did not open, but the kitchen was ready for use.
Qin Guangyao made braised beef noodles for a few people in the back kitchen.
Qin Qing wiped the table and chair and sat down, and as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he received a message.
Jin: Sister, I forgot to bring food.
Qin Qing thought about it and sent him a location.
Qin: My family's noodle shop.
The beautiful boy put down the phone with the corners of his mouth raised.
After a while, Chen Ran, who was blindfolded, sent him over.
Qin Guangyao was a little embarrassed, "Our side hasn't officially opened yet, and the ingredients are very simple. ”
Qin Qing raised his eyes and asked Rong Jin, "Is it the same as mine?" ”
The noble young master nodded, "Just like you." ”
Then Chen Ran looked at his young master who was a picky eater in amazement, becoming less and less picky.
Moreover, didn't Aunt Li cook a meal tonight?
It's in the car, and it's probably still hot when he just delivered it......
After Qin Qing and the others finished eating, they had to go back to the classroom for evening self-study, so she pushed the wheelchair and went back with Rong Jin.
Walking along the campus road, surrounded by the sound of soft conversations.
Qin Qing asked, "Xiao Jin, do you know which neighborhood near Jingcheng University is good?" ”
"Sister wants to buy a house?"
"Yes, next year, when I am admitted to Beijing University, I will take my father over and open a small restaurant for him at that time."
What Crying Bao likes to do, Qin Qing will do his best to support him.
When the time comes, it doesn't matter whether the hotel makes money or not.
It's good to be happy with the big crying bag.
Moreover, Jingcheng University is the best university in the country, and Qin Qing wants to take the exam, Rong Jin does not feel strange.
He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "This matter is simple, just leave it to me by my sister." ”
Qin Qing said: "You are from the capital and you are familiar with that side, but first say it, I must pay." ”
The beautiful boy was silent, and his tone was a little unhappy.
"Sister is polite to me again?"
"It's not politeness, it's principle. I spend money on my brother, it's a matter of course, but I can't let my brother spend money on me. ”
Rong Jin was almost amused by her strange theory.
There are still women like this......
At this moment, suddenly someone around shouted: "Ah, it's snowing!" ”
Qin Qing raised his head with Rong Jin and looked at a few small snowflakes fluttering in the sky.
Although there are not many snowflakes, they are particularly eye-catching against the gentle street lamps on campus.
And very cheerful.
Qin Qing was in a good mood, she stretched out her hand and picked up a snowflake.
Watch the snowflakes slowly melt into the palms of your hands.
She sighed, "That's good. ”
Rong Jin looked up at her beautiful face, obviously very strong, but also inexplicably gentle.
It's so beautiful, I just want to have it alone.
He also nodded, "That's good." ”
The snow was falling heavier and heavier.
It fell all night.
The world is painted white, and it looks like a fairy tale.
Qin Qing was wearing a white Nizi coat, black pants and short boots, with long legs and tall legs, and the whole person looked sassy and beautiful.
Walking on the campus, it is a beautiful scenery that people can't take their eyes off.