City: I Have An Unlimited Consumption Rebate System

Chapter 125 This Is The Show Of Love

Zhang Jing snorted, then nodded, took out a red bean paste bag from the storage box of the Maybach and handed it to Qin Zimo.

"Hey, let's have breakfast."

Qin Zimo shook his head.

"I have already eaten.

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, then gnawed on herself.

"Tell me, what troubles have you encountered recently?"

"As a good friend, I share the burden with you."

Qin Zimo rested his arm on his pillow, and then said.

"First, my fourth uncle got into a car accident and cost millions of dollars in medical expenses."

"Then one person owed my uncle 200,000 yuan, and he didn't pay it back for 20 years, and his luxury house had a lot of Audis."

"Then, I was almost hit by a motorcycle on my way back to school, but fortunately I was pushed away by a friend."

"A friend just wanted to propose to his girlfriend, but his girlfriend disliked him for being poor and broke up with him!"

"Back in the dormitory, the roommates are dating online, and the object is another roommate's mother."

"Back to the military training base yesterday, during the speech meeting early in the morning, a junior rushed to the podium, snatched the microphone and confessed Tong Xiaoya's courtship."

"I had another inexplicable and 983 unbelievable dream last night."

"Are you saying it's strange or not?"

After Zhang Jing listened, her expression froze, she took the bean paste bun out of her mouth before biting it down.

"You...you are too awesome."

"In just two days, so many interesting things happened!"

"It's me, I can't digest it either."

"By the way, that junior who grabbed the microphone.

"what's the result?"

Qin Zimo shook his head.

"What can I do?"

"Just fire it."

Zhang Jing opened her mouth slightly.

"For a goddess, even Jinan University's admission qualification is lost."

"My God, this is a big loss."

"This Tong Xiaoya, what kind of vixen is she?"

Qin Zi smiled.

"not only that."

"The ghost boy who hit me with a motorcycle."

"It's also because Tong Xiaoya got close to me, so she didn't feel comfortable taking revenge.

"As the saying goes, a beauty is a disaster, I have learned it."

Zhang Jing swallowed (bbbj) saliva.

"This Tong Ya, I heard that I have a good relationship with you.

"And she's also Qianqian's best friend."

"You boy, you are lucky."

Qin Zimo was speechless.

"Nonsense."

"Me and Tong Ya are just friends."

"If you don't believe me, ask Qianqian.

Zhang Jing turned around and looked at Qin Zimo with an ambiguous smile.

"You and I are friends too."

"Do you believe it?"

"I don't even believe it!"

Qin Zimo paused, and then showed an indifferent expression.

"believe it or not."

Looking at Qin Zimo's expression, Zhang Jing covered her mouth and snickered.

She leaned over and pushed Qin Zimo with her elbow.

"Hey, how good-looking is this Tong Xiaoya?"

"Compared with me, which one is better looking?"

Qin Zi was most troubled by this kind of problem.

"Both look good."

The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth curled up slightly.

"Then do you like me, or her?"

Qin Zimo yawned.

"I like Qianqian."

"This question, are you satisfied?"

Zhang Jing shook her head.

"Qianqian and you are officially announced, except for her.

If you choose between me and Tong Xiaoya, who would you choose?"

Qin Zimo smiled.

"There is no such option."

"If I step on two boats, I can naturally step on three or four."

"But I only have one boat, and that is Chenchen.

Zhang Jing shook her head.

"It is impossible for a rich man to have only one boat."

"When you are poor, you may only have one car in your life."

"But when you have money, naturally you don't just buy a car."

"Can you guarantee that you will only have one car in the future?"

Qin Zimo held his chin.

I don't know how to answer.

"I'm hungry, give me a bean paste bun."

Zhang Jing froze for a moment, then took out a bean paste bun from the refrigerator.

Qin Zimo glanced at her, then snatched the red bean paste bun from her hand and gnawed on it.

"You belong to the Jingdong cat, you eat bean paste buns every day."

Zhang Jing opened her mouth slightly, not because Qin Zimo said she was the Dingdang cat, but because this guy ate the red bean paste bun she ate just now.

She also put it in her mouth and bit it for a while.

Qin Zimo chewed twice and felt something was wrong.

This bean paste bun is the same as soaked in water, European.

Qin Zimo who discovered the problem was suddenly taken aback.

"This bean paste bun, isn't it the one you took out of your mouth?"

Zhang Jing looked embarrassed.

"seems like it!"

Qin Zimo felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

He swallowed the bean paste bag in two gulps, and then took a sip of mineral water.

"Fortunately, you are not Zhao Peng's sister Jin.

"Otherwise I'm going to have a gastric lavage."

Zhang Jing put the red bean paste bag in her mouth and took out a bottle of breath freshener for Qin Zimo.

"Do you want to spray it?"

Qin Zimo was speechless.

"It's not that exaggerated."

"No matter how you say it, she is a beautiful woman with a score of 9.5.

"I'm not at a loss."

Zhang Jing blushed a little, then smiled happily.

"By the way, Zimo, do you have a photo of Tong Ya?"

"show me."

Qin Zimo was stunned.

"What are you doing looking at her picture?"

Zhang Jing spread her hands.

"I want to know how bad she is for the country and the people.

"It's actually worth the junior being expelled for her."

Qin Zimo was speechless, turned on the phone, and took out Tong Xiaoya's photo.

"Hey, see for yourself."

Zhang Jing took the phone, and then her eyes shined.

"Wow, what a beauty."

"Better than...better than Qianqian.

Qin Zimo took the mobile phone.

"My Qianqian is so cute."

"Can't compare."

Zhang Jing shook her head.

"Ouch."

"Does this make you feel sorry for Qianqian?"

Qin Zimo smiled.

"She is my girlfriend, I don't love her, who loves her?"

Zhang Jing flattened her mouth.

"This is a show of affection, eh...".

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