Rebirth of Invincibility

Just as she was about to raise her hand and give this little guy who couldn't speak clearly a lesson, Qiao Xintong walked in from the door with a straight face: "Xiao Ruoqi, you actually abused my son while I was not at home!"

Han Ruoqi shrugged, his eyes drifting to the cold face in her bag: "It's unfair, wife, this sb can't speak clearly. I'm just helping you educate him. A person's eloquence has a great influence on his life.

It has a big impact. For example, if you apply for a job now, you have to have an interview. If he can't understand what he says, will anyone be admitted? Besides, as a Chinese..."

Qiao Xintong glared at him fiercely, and then threw her cold face at him: "Go and eat your food. How come you are such a big man and care about children every day? Damn it, you're a pedophile!"

Han Ruoqi poured the cold noodles into the bowl with a frown, and then floated pitifully behind Qiao Xintong: "Daughter-in-law, there are no eggs in these cold noodles..."

Qiao Xintong didn't even look back: "Addling eggs requires extra money. Do you think I'm a rich second generation?"

The corners of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched. It's just an egg. Does it have to be a rich second generation?

After calming down, Han Ruoqi began to mutter again: "...I still have to take the exam in the afternoon... In order to protect me from getting a hundred points in the exam, my mother would always cook two for me.

Eat eggs, my wife, you are so cruel..."

Qiao Xintong suddenly turned her head aggressively: "Xiao Ruoqi! If you want to eat eggs, go to your mother. I'm not a hen. Besides, how can you only boil two eggs for so many subjects? You have to eat 'Unification One Hundred'!"

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"...Uh..." Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Han Ruoqi turned around silently and rubbed her cold face.

After Qiao Xintong changed her clothes, she turned around and saw Han Ruoqi's somewhat thin and lonely back. The sun shone on his back, and his profile was as delicate as ancient and slightly whitened porcelain, but with a hint of darkness.

Sighing, she stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "...You also saw that I have no money at all."

Han Ruoqi responded lightly: "I know."

"With your conditions, you can find a woman with better conditions than mine." Qiao Xintong sat next to him, staring straight at him.

Han Ruoqi pursed her lips, then put down her chopsticks and held her slightly cold hands tightly: "Believe in me, okay? Give me a few more years, and I will definitely make you two live a better life...

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Looking back, I saw that the Korean burger bag had cleaned up the several bags of snacks that Han Ruoqi had brought from Zheng's house that day. For some reason, I always felt sour in my heart.

He pulled Qiao Xintong up: "...Let's go buy some snacks for the Korean burgers first."

Qiao Xintong was also affected by this atmosphere and could only nod: "Well, it just so happens that I also want to buy something."

"......buy what?"

"Whisper"

"..."

Holding Qiao Xintong's soft and tender hands across the street, they were choosing things in the supermarket as intimately as before. This feeling was so familiar to Han Ruoqi.

Approaching her body and slowly stroking the tips of her golden hair, Han Ruoqi suddenly gave a wry smile. No matter how profound the love is, it cannot withstand the passage of time...

If his love for Qiao Xintong is maintained by Korean burgers, then are he and Zheng Moxie already strangers?

"Hi!" A voice sounded behind him, and then Han Ruoqi felt someone pat his shoulder.

He turned around in confusion and saw a handsome young man standing behind him, and next to him was Zheng Moxie!

"Did you call me?" The mood returned to normal in an instant, and Han Ruoqi showed her signature smile and said lightly.

The young man nodded, and then smiled sweetly: "Today's composition was not just written by you as "Drought", there are many in my class!"

Han Ruoqi frowned, apparently forgetting who this person was: "Are you...?"

"I'm the one sitting in front of you during the exam."

"Oh..." Han Ruoqi responded lightly and then turned around and no longer looked at him, but the corners of her mouth curled up vaguely, Zheng Moxie, is this the love in your mouth? Ha, I really do

Easily deceived, almost moved...

Did you never love me, or your love has a short shelf life...

Zheng Moxie stared at Han Ruoqi's back closely, with a somewhat lonely and deep look in her eyes. A smart woman like Qiao Xintong could almost tell that she was a bit tricked, so she smiled charmingly, then turned sideways and hooked Han Ruoqi's neck: "

Husband, do you think I should buy Hushubao or Seven Dimensions?"

The corner of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched, but he directly hugged her shoulders and kissed her earlobe: "Well, as a man, I feel that letting you use this kind of thing is because of my incompetence."

Zheng Moye watched them hugging each other intimately, and the hand holding the shopping basket trembled. The shopping basket also fell straight down, and the snacks inside were scattered all over the floor. Han Ruoqi followed her words and said,

But my heart feels a little painful for no reason, those...are my favorite foods...

Yan Ling turned around and glared at Zheng Moye fiercely: "Hey! Do you feel bad for asking you to buy me something? Why do you throw it on the ground? You're crazy!"

The eye sockets were a little moist for a moment, and even the eyelashes could not control the trembling...

The arm holding Qiao Xintong suddenly felt a little weak. Feeling his change, Qiao Xintong straightened her shoulders, then turned her head and smiled arrogantly at Zheng Moxie, took Han Ruoqi's arm and walked straight out of the supermarket...

I don’t know if I have stayed with Han Ruoqi for too long, but Qiao Xintong’s smile is very similar to his, like the flower of the other side blooming at midnight. No matter how much pain it carries, it is extraordinarily charming and proud, attracting countless attention.

Zheng Moye was stunned by her smile and could not recover for a long time...

Then he smiled bitterly. Maybe Han Ruoqi made the right choice. Maybe in this world, only such a dazzling woman can be worthy of him. Maybe after a while, they will get married and have their own life.

children, and then accompany each other and support each other throughout their lives, completely erasing their names in his life, leaving no trace like the breeze blowing...

Probably feeling his dullness and sadness, Yan Ling stood up and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Hey, are you okay? Although that woman is indeed pretty, you won't be so obsessed with her!"

Zheng Moxie came back to his senses and shifted his gaze to Yan Ling's eyes. They were as calm as Han Ruoqi's, but there was still something missing...