Dressed As Eighties Supernatural Woman

Remember in a second【】

When He Rui heard the name Luo Qiao, she remembered that yesterday Zhang Jing said that he had borrowed money from this person, but he didn't tell her about the specific situation of this person.

But now she was thinking that she and Luo Qiao didn't know each other, so why did this person come to see her? Could it be that he also liked Zhang Jing? He came here to demonstrate against her.

The expression on his face was a bit complicated, and he said lightly, "Sit down."

Luo Qiao put the thermos bucket in her hand on the table: "This is the chicken soup my family made for you, just to nourish your body."

He Rui's face was a little tangled, and she asked, "Luo Qiao, how old are you?"

Luo Qiao felt that the girl in front of her was quite funny, and there was something wrong with her eyes: "I'm twenty-four years old, what's wrong?"

He Rui looked at Luo Qiao's face. She didn't look like she was twenty-four years old. Some people believed that she was eighteen years old. Her skin was fair and smooth, and she still had such a temperament. She suddenly felt a little inferior.

Luo Qiao couldn't understand what was wrong with the girl in front of her, her face changed every now and then, wasn't she here at the right time?

Seeing her like this, Luo Qiao stood up: "Where is your lunch box? I'll pour out this chicken soup for you, and I have to rush back to take care of the children."

He Rui was thinking about whether to accept or reject the chicken soup, when she heard Luo Qiao say, 'I have to go back and take care of the children. "

He raised his head sharply and asked, "Your child?"

"Yeah, they are not yet 100 days old, and I am still breastfeeding."

"Are you married?"

"Yeah, is it weird?"

"No, no, I just think you have a small face. I thought you were still young. I didn't expect you to have children."

Seeing her like this, Luo Qiao suddenly laughed: "You don't think I like Zhang Jing, do you?"

He Rui was exposed face to face, a little embarrassed: "Not anymore, I just think you are so beautiful, Zhang Jing said yesterday that I borrowed money from you, I feel a little uncomfortable, because I have to borrow money from others money."

Luo Qiao didn't want to be misunderstood, so she explained with a smile: "To put it bluntly, Zhang Jing and I have only met twice, once when we came to Boston to report for duty, and the other time was when he asked me to borrow money yesterday.

I put the money in my bag yesterday,

Afraid that you are not enough, I thought that you are all from China and should help each other, so I came here again today, firstly to see you, and secondly to see if there is enough money, and then send some. "

As he spoke, he took out an envelope from his bag and put it on the table: "There is not much money, so you can keep it first, we are all Chinese, it is not easy to go out, it is necessary to take care of each other, and you don't have to feel embarrassed .”

He Rui's eyes were red with emotion: "Thank you, Luo Qiao."

He found her lunch box and poured out the chicken soup: "Drink it while it's hot, I'm leaving first, my husband is still waiting below."

He Rui exclaimed: "What? Your husband is here too?"

Luo Qiao nodded: "Yes, he just arrived yesterday, and he came to spend the New Year with me, so you can rest assured that I have nothing to do with Zhang Jing."

He Rui blushed: "I'm sorry, I was thinking too much."

Luo Qiao smiled: "It's great that you can come to school here, not to mention that Zhang Jing likes you very much, take good care of your health, and when you can go out, you are welcome to visit my house."…

Saying goodbye to He Rui, I just went downstairs. In such a cold day, Luo Qiao was really afraid of freezing Lu Yichen: "Let's go, it's freezing."

Lu Yichen took the thermos from Luo Qiao's hand: "It's okay, how is that classmate?"

The two walked out holding hands, and happened to miss Zhang Jing who was coming from the other side.

Luo Qiao laughed out loud after hearing Lu Yichen's question.

Lu Yichen just looked at the little woman who couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong, made you laugh like this?"

Luo Qiao smiled for a long time before stopping: "That classmate thought I was her rival in love."

Lu Yichen also laughed: "It's this time, I can still think so much, it seems that the injury is not serious."

Luo Qiao shook her hands together: "Lu Yichen, she said I look like an eighteen-year-old girl, oh, I'm so happy to hear that."

Lu Yichen whispered: "Yes, you will always be eighteen years old in my heart."

Luo Qiao became unhappy: "What, obviously the parents look like eighteen."

Lu Yichen laughed: "Yes, my Qiaobao is really tender. I'm afraid that I'm too anxious to grow up, so I will distance us."

Hearing this, Luo Qiao was amused: "Didn't I prepare so many face creams for you before? You have to keep using them, or you really can't tell."

Lu Yichen stared at Luo Qiao's face for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch his own face: "It seems that I have to take good care of my face in the future, don't look back and look inferior."

Not to mention, it was originally a joke, but Lu Yichen felt a sense of crisis, and since then he has really taken care of his face.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^