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Chapter 4 Mental retardation can be contagious

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    ? December 15th is Zhou Wenqing's birthday.

    Holding a windbreaker in his hand, Tong Huanhuan rushed to him excitedly: "Brother Zhou, happy birthday!"

    Zhou Wenqing glanced at the transparent packaging bag of the clothes, which contained a service order. The store website: www.taobao.com/¡­

    "I only wear burberry trench coats!" Zhou Wenqing threw the Taobao item back into Tong Huanhuan's arms. He hasn't worn this kind of streetwear for several years!

    The first time he met, he thought Tong Huanhuan was a girl from a rich family, but this girl wore a few decent clothes in the first week of school, and then they were all Taobao goods!

    "What's so good about burberry!" Tong Huanhuan pouted for the first time in front of Zhou Wenqing, looking very hurt, "The quality is bad and it's so expensive, Brother Zhou, why do you like this kind that is only for people who have no money and love to show off?"  Prepared signs!"

    The big brother Zhou she adores is so vulgar that he can't stand it

    Zhou Wenqing's eyes lit up!  He doesn't have a piece of clothing that costs less than 500 yuan. Even if he is not outstanding in a design department where the rich second generation live, no one has ever said that he has no money!

    Tong Huanhuan seemed to realize that this was the rhythm of offending the male god, and quickly handed over the hot coffee in his hand with a smile: "Brother Zhou, I was talking about others, you look good in everything you wear, and you have taste in everything you wear!"

    After thinking about it, she cleverly removed the lid of the coffee again, thinking to herself that Zhou Wenqing would definitely not drink from the lid she had drunk, and he might take two sips after removing the lid.

    Zhou Wenqing's icy eyes swept across Tong Huanhuan's hand, and he took the coffee as expected, and then

    Just put the coffee cup on her hair and walk away!

    Zhou Wenqing will not hypocritically say that he is a good person. He admits that he is just a scumbag who whitewashes his cold appearance to cover up his vanity. He cheats women's feelings and steals their money. He never feels guilty.

    But at this moment, Tong Huanhuan's hair was dripping with coffee, and his dumbfounded expression made him a little entangled, splashing coffee or something Is it too much?

    Zhou Wenqing put his hands into his trouser pockets irritably. He was driven into a mental illness by Tong Huanhuan, so he was worried about that idiot?  Can mental retardation be contagious?

    One afternoon, Zhou Wenqing's mobile phone was turned off. This is a habit he has developed now. When doing design, the mobile phone must be turned off. Otherwise, there will only be one result - tormented by Tong Huanhuan's WeChat to the point of collapse.

    Zhou Wenqing turned on his mobile phone when he walked out of the classroom in the evening. Normally, at this time, the mobile phone would vibrate all the way to the cafeteria, making him worry that the temperature would be too high and the risk of burning out the chip, but today it was as quiet as air, until he walked out after eating.  In the canteen, there is still no annoying buzz

    Someone started not to calm down, so the girl couldn't think about committing suicide, right?

    Buzz buzz!  There is a phone vibrate!

    Zhou Wenqing was overjoyed, and took out his mobile phone every second, but was a little disappointed when he saw the name on the screen. It was not "crazy", but "Shen Xue". When Zhou Wenqing saved Tong Huanhuan's number, he wrote the name  Neuropathy.

    "Hello?" Zhou Wenqing answered the phone, feeling a little out of sorts.

    "Wenqing, are you unhappy?" Shen Xue on the other end of the phone keenly captured Zhou Wenqing's emotions, "Are you angry that I didn't see you on your birthday? Oh, I'm sorry, my dad came back from France today.  They brought a bag and insisted that I go home and look at it! Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will invite you to the Milan mall for dinner, to make up for your birthday, okay?"

    Zhou Wenqing paused, that little shadow sitting on the roadside downstairs of his dormitory, was Tong Huanhuan?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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