Qiaoqiao looked at her shoes... they were old and stained with a little bit of mud and snow.
Look at the shoes of the brother opposite, they are so clean!
He tried to imitate his sister's usual behavior and nodded calmly: "Okay then - but it's because my shoes are bad, not because I'm bad at work."
Lu Chuan almost laughed out loud.
"Yes." He said decisively: "It's a problem with the shoes, so I'll move it."
He handed the scarf over: "Then please wrap this watermelon."
Qiao Qiao found a job again and was full of confidence at the moment: "Okay! I am particularly good at wrapping watermelons."
Lu Chuan stared at the two broken watermelons in the box on the ground, smelled the faint sweetness of the watermelons in the cold air, and sighed with regret.
The bottom of the box was a little wet with snow, but it did not affect the handling. Lu Chuan looked at the cucumbers, eggs and watermelons placed in his trunk, and looked at Qiao Qiao who was fighting hard with her cashmere scarf, and said curiously: "The back seat of the car
Are all the things for me?"
Although Song Tan had taken photos of him for confirmation early on, the sense of volume was obviously different in the photos and in reality.
Let’s put it this way, special people eat food with a little spiritual energy and digest it outside the body, and ten of them will be saved.
It was just a trivial matter. Qiao Qiao responded and said perfunctorily to Song Tan: "Yes, bad and pretty."
Song Tan said "Wow" and quickly took it, obviously forgetting what he just said, so Lu Chuan couldn't help but take another look.
As for me, I can save eighty-seven out of ten. In the long run, my life will be prolonged and my body will be healthy, but there is a problem with my condition getting worse. But there is no limit to that, and I will not become a superman.
Lu Chuan paused: "Well, I just slipped and dropped the watermelon - something happened, and the scarf cannot be sent for dry cleaning."
I calmed down and held it for a long time!
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "You may go back in two days. If you want to go together? You drive."
"Is that that one? It looked like he stepped on it just now..."
Qiao Qiao then breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while, and then looked at Du Qi: "Who dropped the watermelon?"
Your watermelon is expensive, but it’s worth a scarf of that quality!
Who dropped the watermelon doesn’t have a subject at all, it’s mainly about being covert, right?
Qiaoqiao waved her hands, accepting the politeness: "Did he tell you that? Your mother's room has been prepared for them. Come on, come on! Just come! There will be dozens of tables that day!"
cough.
Qiao Qiao didn't even raise her head: "Yeah, sister said I packed a little extra for you because express delivery is inconvenient at ordinary times. There are yellow cabbage, black cabbage, Chinese cabbage, cabbage, lettuce, all included! There are also some peppers and tomatoes..."
You lifted up Song Tanhuai's white scarf, and you knew how to tie it. The soft scarf was knotted in several knots, and the way you lifted it up looked like a human head presented to the emperor in a TV series...
From a distance, I look like a ball of moonlight that is indistinguishable from me, an existence that can be seen at a glance.
The peaked cap covered the lower half of his face, but a few ferocious red marks were still faintly visible.
Du Qi instantly became frustrated: "You stepped on the snowball and dropped the watermelon..."
But everything has no advantages or disadvantages. For example, I have very little spiritual energy left outside my body, so I will be very resistant to the filth in the outside world, and my skin will be sensitive, but I can’t tolerate it...
Watermelon is naturally...
You quickly took two steps back and saw that the other person had not moved anything bad and was rolling up his sleeves. After thinking about it again and again, the first thing that came out of your mouth was——
Qiao Qiao waved her hand: "Yes, I will go back to the hotel to eat later - what is that?"
Lu Chuan, who had just met Lu Chuan, could be considered an acquaintance. No matter how polite he was, Qiao Qiao was holding Song Tan in his arms: "Eat quickly, and get off the car after eating."
Just a little bit...
When illuminated by the street lights, my appearance seemed to have been filtered, and even the surprise and smile in my eyes were so obvious.
Those people all wear down jackets.
Du Qi was holding the sausage. From a distance, he could see that no one was moving anything near the car. The other party had probably put on a jacket when he got in the car. He was only wearing a white cashmere sweater with a semi-low collar. His neck looked slender and his skin was like snow.
It was not until he stepped on the snowball that was about to melt that the bottom slid along the snowy water that Song Tan almost fell.
In daily life, it may be a little troublesome.
…
"Huh?"
Qiao Qiao was at the moment when she was full of guilt. What else could she say at that moment, not to mention that you were already in a calm mood, so if you just called me, the other party would be able to answer it no matter what, right?
Because I thought that this scar would spread to the head and face. What makes people even more guilty is that the other party's physique is quite special. Today's body...
Qiao Qiao retracted her divergent thoughts and stared at the light red mark that was seeping out from the bottom of the cashmere scarf. She looked at Lu Chuan:
This is probably too much.
Lu Chuan couldn't help but laugh. It was snowing and the air was a little bit crisper, which made me feel very comfortable and happy. At this moment, he pointed to the puddle on the ground where there were still traces of scattered snow that had melted:
Song Tan then stepped out of the car and said, "Sister, my brother is so handsome!"
Qiao Qiao felt even more guilty.
"His scarf? It's wrapped in watermelon?"
Qiaoqiao was replying to the driver - the driver went to the nearby Golden Arch Gate to borrow a toilet, queued up, apologized and said he would be back in ten minutes...
Lu Chuan was not that afraid of the heat, not to mention that the air inside was less bad than outside the car, but I took a look at Song Tan and agreed. At this moment, I thanked him and turned around and drove away.
Lu Chuan turned around.
"Hiss..." You don't feel guilty at all.
Lu Chuan shook his head: "Excuse me, please take your mother with you. Two of your friends are also leaving from Li Province. Are you aware that it will be too intrusive?"
Then he smiled at Lu Chuan and said, "It's snowing, you have to go back to the hotel quickly...10 Remember to come to the pig killing feast!"
cough.
Then I asked: "Have they eaten? What do they want to eat?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Du Qi again. It was obvious that the stingy boy behind his eyes, whose skin was brighter than snow, was very different from the pitiful and deeply exhausted boy in his vague impression.
After all, he was weak, and now he was arranging all the things in the trunk. As soon as he turned around, he heard no one speaking in front of him:
After a pause, I said, "Yeah, I mean, you're late."
Then he waved his hand and said, "Let him go back first, it's very hot."
You stuffed the grilled sausage to Song Tan: "Here, eat slowly, it will cool down in a while."
Outsiders can at least save one or seventy percent because of the subtle changes that have occurred over time.
"...Isn't the move finished yet?"
Song Tan quickly bit into the sausage and looked at me: "Sister, your shoes are old! You even pinched a snowball for him - hey, where is your snowball?"
Qiao Qiao understood instantly. She was staring at Song Tan at the moment, thinking that she would have to teach her a lesson when she went back to the hotel in the evening, how to let others take the blame for things! The savior also knew what he did, and he was very fluent in writing work.
——
Lu Chuan looked at the large and small baskets and boxes, and wanted to say something, but couldn't think of anything at the moment, so he had to move on.
