Chapter 793: Mushroom Town 12
Encountering such an embarrassing scene, Qiao Fang chuckled in his heart, squeezed out a smile hard, raised his hand and said, "Hi~"
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Zhou Ying ignored his plan at all, closed the door with his backhand, and walked past him without looking.
Qiao Fang scratched his hair in embarrassment, and didn't dare to step forward to ask for trouble.
Shi Qing packed up and went out, and found that Qiao's side was still standing in the corridor waiting for her. Probably tired of standing, he squatted by the wall and waited.
If Shi Qing hadn't paid attention, he would have given him a kick when he went out.
Qiao Fang thumped his numb calf twice, jumped left and right to catch up, and asked, "How did you think about it?" β
Shi Qing stopped, turned his head sideways and said, "My name is Shi Qing." β
Did she agree?
Without waiting for Qiao to react, Shi Qing had already walked to the elevator room, pressed the button, and the elevator door was about to close.
"Hey, wait for meβ"
Joe's side squeezed in like a loach and smiled innocently.
Shi Qing only regarded him as a living map, and did not treat him as a human being for the time being. Ignore his tricks.
Qiao Fang also noticed Shi Qing's indifference, and only thought that she was the same as Zhou Falcon's unapproachable feelings, and even her expressions could almost be synchronized.
The elevator went down to the restaurant, and Shi Qing went to find Jiang Xu as agreed.
Jiang Xu only arrived at eight o'clock last night, and Shi Qing went to the Internet cafΓ© at that time, so he didn't care about him. was woken up by Qiao's side just now, and she replied to Jiang Xu's message.
"Sister!"
Jiang Xu occupied a table for four, and when he saw Shi Qing, he beckoned her over.
Shi Qing looked at the girl beside him and asked, "Who is this?" β
"Oh-" Jiang Xu hurriedly reacted, "I forgot to introduce it, her name is Song Yushi, and we used to be in the same junior high school." β
Jiang Xu smiled: "I didn't expect to meet in the game, everyone is a classmate, Yushi came in alone, and she was a girl, so I wanted to take care of her more." β
"Hehe......"
Shi Qing looked at Jiang Xupi and laughed lightly, but he didn't expose his thoughts.
The girl named Song Yushi was obviously not as weak as Jiang Xu described, and she didn't want to receive his kindness.
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, pulled the whole wheat bread in her hand, stuffed it into her mouth, pulled her lips and said coldly: "Who wants you to take care of it?" Don't be as annoying as your mother, okay? In reality, someone cares about it, and someone else manages how to get into a broken game. β
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It seems that it is unrequited love.
This girl is still a little fierce...... Sounds rebellious.
"It's fine."
Jiang Xu could only laugh twice, drinking more soy milk to cover up his embarrassment.
Shi Qing has never liked to intervene in other people's emotional disputes, the restaurant is buffet-style, she picked up the plate next to her and went to choose breakfast.
Qiao, who was left in place, raised his hand again, breaking the embarrassment of the head-on: "Hello guys~"
Jiang Xu looked at his strange dress, "Are you ......?"
"Shi Qing's friend."
Qiao Yifang smiled and stretched out his hand, and said simply: "My name is Qiao Yifang." β
Hearing that it was Shi Qing's friend, Jiang Xu obviously became much more enthusiastic, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to shake him, "Hello, hello, my name is Jiang Xu." β
Jiang Xu asked, "Are you dressed like this...... Is it a fortune teller? Is it accurate? β
Qiao Fang suddenly got up, straightened his chest and said, "That's for sure, I'm a closed disciple of the Mountain Patrol Daoist." β
Jiang Xu: "Eh, then you help me calculate, can I get rich?" β
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Song Yushi looked at the meeting between these two big men speechlessly, and the degree of disgust was simply even higher.
Sure enough, intellectual disabilities are attracted to each other.
When Shi Qing was picking food, he saw Zhou Falcon.
He eats simply, a bowl of porridge and three white steamed buns.
He was eating, and across from him sat down a man with a similar hairstyle and dress, with a flat head, a black shirt, camouflage pants, and military boots.
Probably his teammates.
Shi Qing's gaze only stayed on them for less than ten seconds, and Zhou Falcon raised his head and looked over with a sense of notice.