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Chapter 262

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    Miao Wan answered the call midway. In front of Jing Jun, she was a little evasive: "I'll call you after seeing off my friend."

    Jing Jun was actually a little glad that she didn't go upstairs, because her heart was not completely calm yet.

    After getting off the bus, she stood at the gate of the community for ten minutes.

    She didn¡¯t know what she was waiting for, so she just thought, what if he follows?

    In fact, she also knows that no matter where she goes, she will always be found.

    The house is really not big, but it is the first home that Jingjun has owned for many years.

    The previous owner adopted the Nordic style decoration, but because he was going abroad, he left behind all his appliances.

    Jing Jun put down his books, walked into the kitchen, touched the kitchen cabinets, oven, and refrigerator with his long fingers, and murmured: "Grandma, I have a family again. I will definitely take you back."

    No matter how hard life is, you still have to live it!

    In order to celebrate having a family, she has already filled the refrigerator.

    She took a deep breath, opened the refrigerator and prepared to cook.

    Poetry and distant places are both expensive, but quiet time is even more expensive!

    ¡°Train tickets are expensive, B&Bs are expensive, and afternoon tea is also expensive, so now is not the time to cry.

    It¡¯s the time to have a full meal and write seriously.

    If you don¡¯t eat enough, how can you have the strength to make money?

    She cut the pineapple skillfully and took out the pulp.

    Quickly stir-fry the rice, add curry, green beans, shrimps, and finally add the pineapple meat and stir-fry.

    Carefully pour the rice into the pineapple shell and arrange it on the plate.

    She took a photo of the pineapple rice, posted it on Weibo for the first time in her life, and also posted a rare post on Moments.

    With a spoonful of pineapple rice down her throat, she said in her heart: Have you eaten well?

    Gao Zhuo¡¯s staple food at tonight¡¯s dinner is also a piece of pineapple rice.

    Fatty He, who was beaten in the club, had an apologetic smile on his face and said in a low voice: "Young Master Gao, I sincerely apologize to you."

    He glanced at the yellow pineapple fried rice and said with sharp thin lips: "I said, it's not me you should apologize to."

    Fatty He Yidie said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I know, I know. The main reason is that I can't contact that young lady."

    Gao Zhuo frowned, knowing this was a routine.

    How could they go to Jing Jun? What they want is their own resources.

    Seeing that Gao Zhuo remained silent, Fatty He was a little uneasy: "It's true, Young Master Gao. We didn't find out who she was. Did you protect her too well?"

    Gao Zhuo pointed at Gao Mengyun and said, "I'm not interested in your business. I can't help you either. Don't drag people to her in the future."

    Fatty He could not hide the embarrassment on his face. If they were not the children of Commander Haicheng, he would have turned against them long ago.

    ? Locally, he also walks sideways (crab).

    "Young Master Gao! You can take a look at our project document. If you can come forward, we will give you 40%."

    "I owe you this 40%?" Gao Zhuo asked coldly.

    The table was full of dishes, but Gao Zhuo didn't even move his chopsticks. He let the other party give up: "Since you have inquired so much, you should know that Commander Gao is very disappointed in his son. This son cannot speak in front of him.  .So, I can¡¯t help you with this.¡±

    Gao Zhuo took the opportunity to teach Gao Mengyun a lesson, letting her know that she was being taken advantage of by her friends.

    In Haicheng, there were many people who wanted to take advantage of his old father's reputation to do things, and he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere and reputation.

    In the car, Gao Zhuo educated his sister earnestly: "I have arranged everything you like. If you need money, just talk to me. Don't do this kind of thing in the future. The women in our family don't need this kind of ineffective social interaction."

    Gao Mengyun was convinced by the education, but he was still hungry: "Brother, I was wrong. I will never match others again. I am hungry. I almost drooled when I looked at the pineapple fried rice just now."

    Gao Zhuo reached out and rubbed her hair: "Then go eat pineapple fried rice."

    While waiting for the food to be served, Gao Mengyun was busy exporting the photos and curiously asked: "Who is the young lady they said you were protecting?"

    Gao Zhuo smiled and shook his head: "There are no young ladies, they are talking nonsense."

    "Okay!" She handed Jing Jun's photo to Gao Zhuo again and said, "Brother, do you think this photo is similar to a shot in "Phantom"?"

    Gao Zhuo¡¯s eyes were slightly focused, and his expression when looking at the photo was slightly serious. He looked away and said, ¡°Are you going to see the premiere?¡±

    Gao Mengyun is still editing the pictures seriously."Of course I do. After all, I'm also the crew's photographer."

    "Yeah!" Gao Zhuoying replied.

    Gao Mengyun was like a chatterbox: "Brother, should I send this photo to her?"

    "Are you willing to be seen when you cry?" Gao Zhuo asked.

    Gao Mengyun was speechless.

    Gao Zhuo took her phone and deleted the photos with a few taps of his fingers. He then said in a commanding tone: "Delete the photos in the camera as well."

    Gaud¨ª was reluctant but did not dare to resist: "I won't pass it on to her, but can I appreciate it myself?"

    Gao Mengyun said: "No, you are infringing on other people's portrait rights."

    Gaudi was reluctant and slowly deleted the photos from the camera.

    It happened that pineapple rice was served. She grabbed the pineapple with a spoon and whispered: "I'm not your girlfriend, so I'm so lenient."

    Gao Zhuo also served a few spoonfuls of pineapple rice and replied to her: "I care about you, not her."

    While waiting for Gao Mengyun to eat dessert, Gao Zhuo casually scrolled through WeChat and happened to see Jing Jun¡¯s WeChat Moments.

    ¡°Let¡¯s have dinner together!¡±

    [picture]

    The accompanying picture is of pineapple rice.

    Under the dim light, the expression on Gao Zhuo's face could not be seen, but his eyes stayed on the pineapple rice.

    He raised his hand and slowly liked Jing Jun¡¯s WeChat message. Thinking of the scene when the two of them added WeChat, the corners of his mouth showed an upward arc.

    On Women¡¯s Day in the first half of the year, red envelopes were distributed in the crew group, and the most popular person could receive another private envelope from the boss.

    Jing Jun is the one with the best luck. After adding his WeChat, the chat history between the two is as follows:

    Gao Zhuo: 3888 has been collected

    Jingjun: 3888 has been paid

    Jing Jun: [expression: thank you]

    Then there is no more.

    It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Gao Mengyun was sent to the military compound. She asked tentatively: "Are you going in?"

    "It's too late, I won't go in today." Gao Zhuo said.

    Gao Mengyun smiled understandingly and kindly reminded: "Actually, Commander Gao cares about you. By the way, Commander Gao's birthday is at the end of the month, so don't forget it."

    Gao Zhuo responded in a muffled voice: "Yeah!"

    Gao Mengyun laughed again: "You will definitely be urged to get married again, so be mentally prepared!"

    On the way back, Gao Zhuo's mind kept flashing through the picture of Jing Jun crying, with a beautiful face superimposed on it.

    ¡ª¡ª

    "We play their childhood. Can we get married like them when we grow up?"

    "Then you can wait for me at the drama school, okay?"

    ¡ª¡ª

    He slowly pulled over the car, opened the photo album on his mobile phone, and clicked on Jingjun's photo.

    His fingers just touched the corners of her eyes, as if to wipe away the tears.

    Before deleting the photo, he obsessively used teleportation.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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