My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

The time of desertion in the brain is only about ten seconds in reality.

Mo Nanbei's unintentional self-destruction made Li Ziqian's originally complicated emotions a lot more cheerful.

Suddenly, he wanted to hear other people's thoughts and plans for the future.

"So, what do you think about the future?"

Li Ziqian doesn't have a lot of plans for his future. He only imagines a simple outline of the future.

If there is a chance, maybe I will go to work in a certain company, and then code with pay?

Focusing on freelancing can be a lot of fun, too, if it doesn't have the pie in the sky.

No, it would be better to say that this is better.

After all, from the income point of view, 985211 usually graduates, and it is about 20w a year, and even if his codeword is fishing, he can have about 20w a year.

That being the case? ?

He knows very well that no matter how hard he works, he is not a scientific research talent and will not become a ceo executive. He is just an ordinary person who only deserves to live an ordinary life.

He thought like this, what about Mo Nanbei?

He was a little curious what she thought about her future.

"No idea is more appropriate for future aspirations than for future plans."

After pondering for a while, Mo Nanbei replied,

"High school looks like a mess, and the test score is not high, and it is enough to choose a major and school that you like.

Then learn something you like

And then I want to be a cat cafe kanban girl and feel the fish code happily"

For some reason, Mo Nanbei suddenly stopped when he said this.

"Then? You keep talking? Don't stop talking?"

Because of Mo Nanbei's sudden silence, Li Ziqian didn't understand what Mo Nanbei said for a while.

"I said! Being a cat cafe kanban girl can fish happily! That's it!"

As if to make Li Ziqian hear more clearly, Mo Nanbei increased his volume and repeated what he said before to him.

Learn the knowledge you like, without the pressure of study and work, and open a cat cafe to be a kanban girl in the future

Li Ziqian could even imagine that pleasant picture.

In the leisurely afternoon, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mo Nanbei, who was sitting on the seat and fishing for fish, stretched and yawned in sync with the Big Orange God lying on the side.

It's more than a quiet time.

"Really very good."

Li Ziqian nodded and affirmed Mo Nanbei's future prospects.

"It's pretty good, but I just don't have the money." Mo Nanbei spread out his hands and added a very realistic sentence when he was talking about ideals very ignorantly.

"God has no money."

The income and expenditure of cat cafes is indeed a blind spot for Li Ziqian, but considering the fact that all the cat cafes he had visited before had closed down, he affirmed Mo Nanbei's rhetoric that he had no money.

Rather than having no money, it may be more appropriate to describe it as burning money.

When Li Ziqian was silent, Mo Nanbei began to sigh on his own.

"Money is a good thing. How many people work hard to live their whole lives, but they don't enjoy a cent of the money they earn. They don't give mortgages, car loans, or the next generation."

It's still rhyming, isn't it?

Looking at Mo Nanbei, who was showing helplessness, Li Ziqian sighed while holding his forehead.

"I feel like I want to live now. Either I earn enough money to smooth out these pressures, or I try to find a way to get rich, or I quit mentally so that I don't have so many pursuits."

"So you are", looking at Mo Nanbei who was chatting, Li Ziqian asked her.

"Obviously, I'm the type to lay flat."

"Luxurious rotten?"

After thinking about Mo Nanbei's ordinary people, Li Ziqian asked Mo Nanbei.

"Well, you know me well!"

In fact, after some conversation, Li Ziqian discovered that it was not that he knew Mo Nanbei very well, but that he knew himself enough.

Many of the things that Mo Nanbei said were actually what he expected.

His attitude towards life and his vision for the future are not much different from what Mo Nanbei described.

If he insisted, he might raise a dog or something on the basis of raising a cat.

But it's really amazing

It is really rare to meet someone who is so similar to me.

Personality, thinking mode, way of speaking, or three views.

In the past few days, he can see that his appearance after his sexual transformation is not the same as Mo Nanbei.

He thinks that the two of them are also very happy chatting. Although they usually bicker, although it is very sad that this fool made a mistake, it was wrong to have a mouth, but happiness is really **** happy.

Of course, Li Ziqian will only swallow the above feelings in his stomach, and it is impossible to admit it.

Feeling like getting along well with this Zaun Maiden?

Fingering is just an illusion after one's desire to talk has been satisfied.

"Speaking of which, what the **** did Old Wang do to you, you will be so depressed."

Seemingly realizing the fact that they were chatting and digressing, Mo Nanbei dragged the topic back and continued to ask Li Ziqian.

Although Li Ziqian's expression had returned to his usual expression, Mo Nanbei was still curious about what happened to make his mood not right.

This should be a necessary concern for social obligations as a tablemate, right?

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Nanbei shook his legs a little irritably, and his left and right legs were turned up alternately, as if to express a slightly subtle sense of anxiety in his heart.

"Probably just talk to me about those issues just now."

"Well, I was also found during my self-study this morning."

"Oh roar?"

It turned out to be so.

The reason why Mo Nanbei's self-study disappeared early has been found.

"Then how did you answer?" Li Ziqian was a little curious as to how Mo Nanbei, who had the same lofty goals and ideals as himself, dealt with the old king's heart-to-heart talk.

"Of course that's the answer!"

The answer to Li Ziqian was Mo Nanbei's natural tone and the look in the eyes of an idiot that you're not seriously ill.

"Speak straight?"

"yes."

""

Seeing Mo Nanbei's expression of whynot, Li Ziqian was at a loss for words.

"Brilliant!"

Apart from these two words, he really couldn't find any other words to describe Mo Nanbei's brave behavior.

"You are also a real tiger."

"It's okay, it's just that after I finished speaking, Old Wang's face was extremely sad."

Mo Nanbei spread her hands, as if to express her innocence and helplessness.

"Why is he sad that you have no points in your heart?" Li Ziqian asked angrily.

"Clam?

Why do I have to count? Has human beings been so lonely these days that they have to be condemned to tell the truth? "

"Will you die if you don't?"

"It's not a coincidence, it really does."

""

Sure enough, some people are really ruined by this mouth.

Smart is smart, but it is too smart.