Author: Fatty Fatty Jing

"Auntie, let's go first." Nan Qiao secretly pinched Cheng Qingyi's hand with the camera on his back.

The cold air was indeed taken back.

"Ah, I'll leave so soon. You can wait first, I'll weigh something for you."

"No, auntie."

"No, you guys wait first."

Finally, Nan Qiao's hand was a little pouch of snacks.

Nan Qiaosai gave her money, but she didn't want it.

"Thank you aunt."

With a snack in hand, Nan Qiao and Cheng Qingyi are not in a hurry to buy things.

While swaying, eating the snacks in your hands.

[Are Nan Qiao and Cheng Qingyi really here to shoot variety shows? They are just here to fall in love?]

【The atmosphere of the flirting couple is so sweet, it feels like no one can get in.】

[I forgot that this is a variety show, and I thought I was really watching a young couple fall in love.]

[The wealthy daughter and handsome man are tall, who is the horse, I won’t say that if I kill him.]

[Both of them are both good-looking, and many people on the way are watching them hahaha.]

[Don't you think Nan Qiao and Cheng Qingyi have no sympathy at all? The old lady just now was so pitiful, and Cheng Qingyi didn't go to help, so it was so rude.]

[Since someone expressed my thoughts, the aunt's family is pitiful, a wealthy daughter like Nan Qiao should not understand it, right?]

[Why didn't Nan Qiao help that family with such richness?]

[The idiot upstairs, can you give it to others if you have money? What are you messing around?]

"Nan Qiao, Cheng Qingyi, you two are here."

Zhang Meng waved to someone in the distance, and there was Meng Zhao's food next to him.

Nan Qiao wanted to pretend that she couldn't see it.

Zhang Meng knew that Nan Qiao would be refuted. She had provoked Nan Qiao before, and Nan Qiao would definitely not give her face.

Thinking that he was still hungry, could Zhang Meng turn a blind eye to Nan Qiao?

"Nan Qiao, are you buying something here?"

"Um."

"Nan Qiao, did you not take a shower last time?"

Nan Qiao looked at her and signaled her to continue.

Zhang Meng looked at the snacks in Nan Qiao's hand as suggestive, gritted her teeth, and said:

"Nan Qiao, can you lend us some money? We both haven't eaten yet."

"Sorry, I only have fifty yuan. The director said that the guests will have to solve the meals today. Cheng Qingyi and I may not be enough."

Nan Qiao had also observed the surroundings just now.

Although the things sold here are not expensive, they are indeed not cheap either.

If she and Cheng Qingyi buy it, they can only be considered as barely.

She didn't lend the money to others to make her feel wronged.

"Nan Qiao, we just borrow a little, you won't be so stingy."

Meng Zhaoci hated Nan Qiao's noble appearance, "You have some snacks in your hands, and Zhang Meng and I haven't eaten yet."

Nan Qiao threw the snacks into Cheng Qingyi's hand and looked up at Meng Zhaoci, "So, are you blaming me?"

Meng Zhaoci was wearing a white dress today.

Perhaps it was because of self-esteem that even in a poor mountain village, Meng Zhaoci cleaned himself up very clean.

I also applied some hair spray to my hair.

Nan Qiao looked at him and pushed back two steps, the disgust in his eyes was obvious.

Meng Zhaoci asked him to ignore Nan Qiao's eyes as much as possible, suppressed his anger, and looked at the boy next to him who had not spoken.

"Cheng Qingyi, can you lend us some money?"

Brother Cheng: Stay away from my wife, thank you!
Chapter completed!