Are boys so particular these days?

With his inquiring gaze, Lang Qiao was really shameless to say that his photography skills were very straightforward, so he could only nod in a daze and perfunctory way: "It's on."

After getting the answer he wanted, Ji Shao nodded a little and went to Tian Luo with satisfaction.

After all, he is also a well-known figure in the university town now. His head can be broken and blood can flow, and his idol burden cannot be lost!

Lang Qiao just watched him walk like a gust of wind, and left anxiously. Before she could even reach her hearing range, she began to brag to her companions: "You may not believe it, I am so handsome that I can even be photographed secretly when I buy milk tea! But do I look like a salesperson? Is the salesperson as handsome as I am..."

Balabala, Balabala, his miserable boast is omitted below, and Lang Qiao is embarrassed for him when he hears it.

This child may have something to talk to Gu Shuangshuang.

After sweeping his hand with his companions, Lang Qiao knew even more. No wonder he had to beautify his photos. Such a delicate pig boy is probably a zero.

In this way... Gu Shuangshuang, the fujoshi, had something to talk to him!

After being disturbed by such a shameful thing, Lang Qiao forgot to even give Gu Congxin's photo. After packing two cups of 100 million milk tea, she went straight to the hot pot restaurant where she was to redeem the person.

She and Gu Congxin met since elementary school. They both were in the same school in junior high school and high school. Even the university chose two schools opposite the door, one studied Chinese and the other studied civil engineering.

Not only are the two of them professionally different from each other's knowledge, but they even complement each other's personalities and appearances.

Lang Qiao is like an ordinary southern girl. She is petite, but Gu Congxin is graceful and graceful, with a bulge in front and a tilted back, and is often worried about her weight.

Lang Qiao is cold and impatient, but Gu Congxin is lively and cheerful, and can show off all cooking skills, only games are black holes.

All aspects are completely complementary. The two of them shared a small house outside the school, and fired from time to time. Gu Congxin improved his life and lived a happy life.

When Lang Qiao arrived with two cups of milk tea, Gu Congxin was so hungry that she was dizzy and drooling at the table of dishes.

She didn't even bother to ask about the handsome guy's follow-up. She took the milk tea and put it on the table. She picked up a plate of snow-flake cattle and started to put it into the pot, muttering: "I'm starving to death. If you come later, you will have to go to Taiping to take me."

Lang Qiao slowly dismantled the tableware. When she glanced at the fat cow in her hand, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and teased her quietly: "Didn't you say that you won't be fat if you order all vegetarian dishes? What is this?"

Even if Gu Congxin is crazy, he can find a perfect excuse for himself. He said with a righteous look: "If you don't cook hot pot, your partner will break up sooner or later. I am trying to protect my love that has not arrived yet!"

Lang Qiao said 'oh' indifferently, then picked up a duck intestine and shook it in front of her: "What about this?"

Gu Congxin opened his mouth and said, "If you don't rinse the duck intestines in hot pot, you won't have a long relationship. For the love we haven't arrived yet, eat it!"

Lang Qiao: "..." I'll listen to you quietly.

Before she could speak, Gu Congxin spontaneously helped her to make the oil plate, and then picked up a few slices of hot meat to put it in her bowl. While watching her eat, she shared her new gossip.

Lang Qiao just needed to just echo a little while eating meat, and she could continue to say happily along with this sentence.

Sometimes she doesn't even need to agree. She can support the whole venue alone and speaks more wonderfully than crosstalk.

Lang Qiao listened to crosstalk without any guilt and ate meat, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: People like Gu Shuangshuang are simply little angels on earth!

Perhaps because she sensed her heart, the little angel on earth suddenly changed his mind and pointed the finger at her: "By the way, where is the handsome guy you promised to take pictures of me?"

After she mentioned this, Lang Qiao suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by embarrassment. Her expression condensed, and even the meat in the bowl suddenly became less fragrant.

"I said I didn't take it, so why did I look like this?" Gu Congxin looked at her with a disgusting look.

"Photo, I've been taking it." Lang Qiao swallowed her last bite of meat with difficulty, took out her phone and pushed it in front of her.

Gu Congxin unlocked the lock in a few seconds, clicked on the album and looked through it one by one, and then became more and more confused: "What are you taking photos? It's so dark that I can't see anything clearly..."

Lang Qiao interrupted her complaint expressionlessly: "Don't ask, your hands are shaking."

Just kidding, would she talk about such embarrassing things when she was secretly photographed?

"You are shaking into Parkinson's only to take such an abstract effect? ​​Those who don't know thought they were taking aliens sneaking into the earth." Gu Congxin complained while passing by the photo where a figure finally appeared, but his limbs and facial features were distorted. Then he paused his fingers and was stunned.

A high-definition side-face photo suddenly jumped out on the picture, making Gu Congxin, the old aunt who was used to licking the screen, unable to help breathing. She was hit hard by this beautiful skin for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

"This, this, this, this..." Gu Congxin swallowed, and even his hands holding the phone trembled at the same frequency: "Isn't this the fuck Ji Shaoyi who I just recommended to you! I saw him in your school post bar! I recognize this face turned into dust!"

"You are a foreign school, and you can read our school posts every day?" Lang Qiao, a straight-minded woman in science and engineering, narrowed her eyes, and she couldn't get her excited at all.

Gu Congxin looked at her with a look of regret. If she hadn't been worried about being in the store, she would have been roaring at this moment: "Is this the point? The point is Ji Shaoyi! You saw Ji Shaoyi alive!"

"Oh." Lang Qiao nodded, with a lot of doubts in his big eyes: "But what does this have to do with me?"

But when it comes to Ji Shaoyi... Why does this name sound so familiar?

She suddenly remembered the so-called Young Master Ji who was shouting and beating in the Internet cafe... It wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Gu Congxin has no regrets with her title of Yangou, and she has been cushioning for several minutes and is still holding her phone and keeping going crazy: "It's Ji Shaoyi! It's Ji Shaoyi, who is not sure how many girls in the university town can meet him once!"

Lang Qiao couldn't stand it anymore, so she forced her phone back from her hand, and cut off her fantasy without hesitation: "Don't think about it, Ji Shaoyi, whom billions of girls want to meet by chance, may be a zero."

Gu Congxin was so excited that she stood up from her seat in an instant, and her eyes emitted a wolf light: "Really? Is there such a good thing?"

Lang Qiao: "???" Sorry, I underestimate your ability to bear it too much.

For a skeleton girl like Gu Congxin, her CP may make her feel energetic than falling in love with a handsome guy.
Chapter completed!