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Qin Zimo looked at Zhang Jing’s shoes.

"What kind of broken shoes are you?"

"Parallel imports."

Zhang Jing sighed.

"The new shoes I just bought are of the same brand as yours."

"Couple outfit."

Only then did Qin Zimo look at his own shoes, and they were actually the same style.

Nice coal!

"I won't carry you, or you can go by yourself."

"Either wait for the driver to come."

Zhang Jing twisted her waist and said coquettishly.

"We are brothers."

"If you dare not carry me on your back, then you have a ghost in your heart."

"You don't recognize our pure brotherhood."

Qin Zimo was speechless.

What bird logic.

"Just recite it, roll up by yourself."

Zhang Jing smiled happily, and then jumped on Qin Zimo's back.

Just like that, Qin Zimo carried Zhang Jing on his back and made a detour at the traffic lights ahead.

This guy doesn't look thin, but he looks like a kitten on his back.

"You bastard, usually lack of exercise."

"The flesh on my body is soft, like jelly."

Zhang Jing sighed.

"Usually either go to school or go to school."

"There's no time to exercise."

"Programmers like us are lucky if we don't gain weight."

Qin Zimo disdains.

"I'm a programmer too."

"Why do I have eight-pack abs."

Zhang Jing opened her mouth slightly.

"Eight-pack abs, really?"

"I want to see."

Qin Zimo was speechless.

"Look at the hell."

Zhang Jing was relentless.

"My good brother can't even look at his abs?"

"You are too stingy."

Qin Zimo put Zhang Jing down directly.

"Then good brother, show me your pectoral muscles."

Zhang Jing froze for a moment, then blushed.

"You think beautifully!"

...

At this time, the Range Rover in front drove up, the female driver stopped and opened the door, and bowed to Zhang Jing.

"Miss, your car has arrived."

"Please get in the car with your friends."

Zhang Jing then tidied up her clothes, and then took Qin Zimo into the car.

The female driver opened the door for the two of them.

"Both of you, please get in the car carefully."

...

At half past six, Qin Zimo and Zhang Jing came to a bullfrog breeding base.

The bullfrog hotpot here tastes first-class.

Zhang Jing ordered two bottles of pre-mixed wine with a very low alcohol content since she would be going to the military training base soon.

The two ate until half past seven.

After eating and drinking enough, I left satisfied.

Zhang Jingming had to go to school and go home to sort out the courseware, so she didn't take Qin Zimo back with the driver.

Before sending Qin Zimo to the car, Zhang Jing urged him repeatedly.

"Stinky boy, sister, I can warn you."

"If you dare to do something that's sorry for Qianqian, I can't forgive you."

Qin Zimo continued with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Okay, got it."

"You are dismissed."

Zhang Jing snorted coldly and gave him a blank look.

Then let the driver take him back.

In the car, Qin Zimo took a rest for a while.

About two hours later.

The car arrives at its destination.

What a coincidence.

Actually met the mother and son in the morning again.

They were getting ready to get in the car with their suitcases.

Suddenly I saw a Bentley driving over.

The logo of this car is there. Even if a discerning person doesn't understand cars, he knows that it is worth more than one or two million yuan.

At this moment, the car door opened, and the female driver in formal attire got out of the car to open the door for Qin Zimo.

And very politely.

"Master Qin, Miss told me to send you here."

"Please get out of the car carefully."

Qin Zimo nodded, then got out of the car.

The mother and son next to them opened their mouths slightly and looked at Qin Zimo in disbelief.

Originally thought that he didn't have a car and could only take a taxi.

Unexpectedly, his car was actually a Bentley.

That sentence: There is no need to care about those who wear leather shoes and those who wear straw sandals.

Thinking about it now, it was just a slap in the face.

Qin Zimo glanced at the two of them, then smiled coldly, and walked forward alone.

...

When we got back to the dormitory, it was already ten o'clock.

Tomorrow Monday, I have to give a speech on stage.

Qin Zimo believes that no matter it is a high school or a university, it is necessary to convey correct sexual concepts to students.

Keep yourself clean and prevent AIDS.

This is not empty talk.

Especially in colleges and universities, in such an open adult world.

Teachers and schools, let alone omit the step of publicity because of their own negligence.

So, Qin Zimo read the manuscript again.

Make sure you can memorize the whole process.

Then I went to take a shower and sleep.

On the other hand, Lin Qianqian, who moved to a new dormitory, no longer has to ask Qin Zimo to do her laundry.

Pick up the phone and plan to play for a while and sleep.

At this time, Zhang Jing sent a message to her.

"Qianqian, how are you getting along with Zimo recently?"

Lin Qianqian was startled, why did she suddenly ask such a question in the middle of the night.

"We get along very well."

"This guy tells everyone that I'm his girlfriend."

"And also helped me with my laundry and bought me sunscreen."

Zhang Jing was stunned.

"Then who is that Tong Xiaoya he mentioned today?"

"How are you doing now?"

Lin Qianqian frowned slightly.

"Sister Xiaoya, you said, she is Zimo's classmate."

"Now is also my good friend, good girlfriend."

"What's the matter, why are you asking so suddenly?"

Zhang Jing sighed.

“Qin Zimo, this brat.”

"He suddenly told me today that he will marry three wives in the future."

"One is me, one is you, and the other is Tong Xiaoya."

"Nearly pissed me off."

Lin Qianqian's pretty face flushed slightly.

"Huh? This scumbag."

"He knows nonsense all day long, auntie, don't believe him."