Huanxi Boy: I Am Fang Yuan, And My Appearance Fascinates Song Qian

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Fang Yuan thought for a while, and said, "Actually, what Fang Yifan said makes sense."

"Um?"

Tong Wenjie looked at him.

Fang Yuan said: "It's a bit far away from Chunfeng Middle School, and after Lei'er comes here, he will go to Chunfeng Middle School. If we live in Shuxiang Yayuan, it will be much more convenient. Otherwise, the two of us usually commute to and from get off work." , and have to pick them up and drop off, that is too troublesome, and the time is too tight."

Hearing Fang Yuan's analysis, Tong Wenjie also thought about it seriously, it seemed that what she said made sense!

"Okay, don't think about it and eat quickly, you should be late for work."

Fang Yuan urged.

Scholarly Garden, as usual, the first thing Song Qian did when she got up was to change her clothes, and throw the changed clothes into the washing machine.

Breakfast is a nutritious meal, milk, and some things that Qiao Yingzi can't name, anyway, I have to eat it every day.

She was already used to it, and Qiao Yingzi said while eating: "By the way, Mom, our school asked us to pay."

Song Qian turned her head and said, "Pay the money? What kind of money should you pay?"

"It seems to be asking Uniform to purchase material test questions, a total of sixty-five."

"Go to my room by yourself, find your wallet and take it yourself. I'm cooking and I can't take it off."

"oh."

Qiao Yingzi took a sip of milk, then clapped her hands, and walked towards Song Qian's bedroom, looking for her wallet.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find where the wallet was.

"Mom, where's the wallet? I can't find it."

"It's on the bed, you can look for it carefully."

Qiao Yingzi looked at the bed that hadn't been made up yet, and wondered if the wallet was under the quilt.

Qiao Yingzi lifted the quilt, and she saw the wallet. She picked it up, but after searching for a long time, she didn't find any change in it, so she just took one hundred.

Then put the wallet back in place, and accidentally touched the sheets with my hands, feeling wet.

"Um... what is this?"

Qiao Yingzi was a little puzzled, raised his hand and smelled it, and it smelled not very pleasant.

A little fishy.

"Hey, my mother can't wet the bed!"

Qiao Yingzi felt a chill and went straight to the bathroom.

After washing it inside and out with hand sanitizer three times, before walking out, Song Qian said, "How can I withdraw money? It's wasted so long."

"Your sheets are wet,"

Song Qian's heart skipped a beat.

I got up too fast in the morning and forgot to clean up.

result………

Song Qian now feels like she is dying. If there is a crack in the ground, she will probably slip in without hesitation.

This is too embarrassing, how can she explain it?

Song Qian could only show her majesty, and said: "What are you talking about, I'm such an old man, how can I wet the bed, that's egg whites."

"Egg whites?"

Qiao Yingzi was a little confused.

Song Qiandao: "Yesterday, I met a student who asked a weird physics problem. Mom wanted to experiment and put the egg in her pocket. Who knew that it was accidentally crushed when I woke up in the morning. You don't need to worry about it. Eat quickly and wait a while." I washed it off."

"oh."

Qiao Yingzi nodded with a half understanding.

Although she still has some doubts, is the egg white stinky? Could it be that what my mother took was a rotten egg? She still wanted to know, but because of Song Qian's majesty, she didn't dare to ask further.

Seeing Qiao Yingzi obediently eating, Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

This level was finally passed, and at the same time, Song Qian secretly warned herself that she must make the bed when she gets up in the future.

This time Qiao Yingzi found him, and he was lucky enough to escape.

But again and again, Qiao Yingzi will still be suspicious.

At the same time, I also called Song Qian to go to the hospital for treatment. I can't procrastinate any longer. I have this kind of dream every night. How can I bear it? My heart will only get more and more itchy.

She heard from the Internet that this kind of thing must be unblocked, the more suppressed and blocked, the more it will rebound in the end.

After eating, Song Qian sent Qiao Yingzi to school, and then hurried to work.

Another busy day.

After Fang Yuan sent Tong Wenjie to work, bored, he still ran an online car-hailing car.

Time flies, and it will soon be noon.

After Fang Yuan parked the car, he found a small restaurant nearby and had a quick bite.

I earned more than one hundred in the morning, and my business was sluggish.

His system doesn't look like a bombshell, it can make him rich, but it can only be done step by step, and it takes time.

In the other novels he usually reads, when those systems come up, there are big gift packages for newcomers to reward luxury cars and mansions, and the beginning is the pinnacle of life, and the girls take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.

Compared with my own system, it is really... low, low-end.

After Fang Yuan finished his meal, he opened the car door with a bottle of water, and was about to pick up the customer. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a woman stumbled and grabbed him, pleading, "Please, help me." ..."

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