When he returned to the apartment, most of the ingredients were almost processed by Song Tingchuan.

Seeing Su Nan come back with six apples, Song Tingchuan frowned and asked her, "Why did it take so long to come back?"

Su Nan waved his hand, and while helping Song Tingchuan deal with the ingredients, he told what had happened.

Song Tingchuan's focus is only one

"That Van Lin confiscated your money"

Su Nan nodded, "Well, he said to send it to me." ”

Song Tingchuan sneered.

Send a fart

The so-called man knows men best, and the one surnamed Fan obviously has a crush on her stupid girl.

Send it nicely said.

It's just that Su Nan owes him.

Why does this kid want to rely on these thirty-two yuan to let Su Nan pay it back in the future

Amusing.

This kind of means is all left over from his play.

Song Tingchuan then put on a straight face and asked Su Nan seriously

"You're good friends with him"

Su Nan shook his head: "Not really." ”

It can only be said that it is just the same table.

Since the last time Xu Youqian's incident came out, Fan Lin basically didn't talk to her much, and she didn't care very much, because she had a lot of friends with her now.

Song Tingchuan's expression became more serious, and he educated Su Nan seriously

"Since you are not a friend, the so-called merit is not punished, how can you accept gifts from others plainly, you are not afraid of being cheated"

Su Nan raised his eyes in confusion, "Well, what can he pit me?"

He can trick you

Song Tingchuan almost blurted out this sentence.

But he swallowed it all.

Song Tingchuan said without changing his face: "Think about it, I usually give you things all the time, but in the end, I still cheat you, we are good friends, I can cheat you, not to mention that you and the other party are not good friends."

Su Nan had a black line in his head, and after a while, he looked at Song Tingchuan with accusations in his eyes

"You still know that you always cheat me"

Song Tingchuan is really wilted.

For example, on the weekend, he would take out a very strange gadget, saying that it was jointly developed with his tablemate, and he didn't want it at the same table, and he had no place to put it here, so he gave it to her.

Su Nan happily accepted it, and Song Tingchuan stopped cooking the next day.

The reason is

"I gave you a gift yesterday, shouldn't you thank me?"

"You said it was a gift"

"It's a gift and a favor, it's hard to think you owe me a favor"

Then Su Nan obediently went to cook.

Another example is that Su Nan's marker pen for taking notes last time suddenly ran out of ink, and at that time, she didn't bother to go out to buy it, so she borrowed it from Song Tingchuan, Song Tingchuan handed it to her unambiguously, and when she returned it, he waved his hand quite chicly

"I have a lot of this kind of pen, I'll give it to you."

Su Nan didn't doubt him, and thanked him with a smile.

The next day, Song Tingchuan came and took away a pot of meat on her desk.

"Why are you doing meat with me?"

Song Tingchuan was straightforward, "I gave you my marker yesterday, so you don't mean anything."

"You took the initiative to send me"

"But you also accepted it, and I helped you solve your urgent need at the time, I helped you, and you didn't repay me"

Su Nan ""

Then Su Nan watched Song Tingchuan take the meaty that he had raised for a long time, so he could only go to his study from time to time to take care of it, for fear that Song Tingchuan would not treat her meaty well.

It turned out that Su Nan's worries were not wrong, Song Tingchuan would not raise more meat at all.

Su Nan vomited blood, "You won't raise you, what do you do with it"

"Beautiful."

"If it's dead, it's not good-looking, you pay me back, I won't let it die, you can watch it at any time."

"No, I'm going to see it all the time, it's just a few steps away anyway, and you can take care of it at any time."

Su Nan ""

In short, there are countless things like this.

Su Nan thought about it, and finally was a little stupid, "I'll go and return the money to him tomorrow." ”

Song Tingchuan smiled, "The son can be taught." ”

Poor Fan Lin, the little abacus just started to dial, and he was crushed into scum by Brother Chuan's words.