"This is something from country M. If you eat it, your little girlfriend might cry."
This kind of boy dressed like a butterfly must have lived the same life as Lu Xiaojian, driving around in a car to pick up girls, and having a different girlfriend every now and then.
Qiao An was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then laughed heartily, "Probably not. I brought a lot, and she...knows that good things should be shared with others."
"Yeah, very sensible."
Pei Ruomian opened the lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste was indeed very suitable for little girls.
But why did hearing the words "Share with Others" remind her of her time in kindergarten?
Teachers often say, 'Students, good things should be taken out and shared with friends, right?'
Then the children will nod together and say "yes" in unison.
"My name is Qiao An, I don't know what to call this lady." Qiao An introduced herself, her eyes always looking at Pei Ruomian's peach blossom eyes.
"Pei Ruomian."
"Pei Ruomian..." Qiao An tried to read it again, "a very unique name."
Staring at Pei Ruomian's face, he said unwillingly, "But I really think Miss Pei looks familiar."
Pei Ruomian said, "If you watch City A TV every day, you will see me once a week."
Hearing this, Qiao An smiled and said, "Sorry, I just returned to China and I haven't watched domestic programs in many years."
Pei Ruomian "..."
Damn, where have you met me? We look familiar. This way of picking up a conversation is really rubbish. Look at this young man’s fashionable and avant-garde clothes. His skills in picking up girls are really unflattering.
She brushed her wavy flaxen hair and leaned back lazily, "Handsome, can you drive a little faster? I'm in a hurry."
"Okay." Qiao An stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly changed from a bus to a subway, doubling its speed.
"But Miss Pei, you really look a lot like my little girlfriend. I won't talk about other aspects, but these eyes are so similar."
Pei Ruomian said, "Then your little girlfriend must be very beautiful."
"Little pink dumpling, it's very comfortable to sleep with in your arms." Qiao An said with a smile.
Pei Ruomian "..."
Damn, this kid is so frivolous.
"Are you a host on a TV station?"
"yes."
"I will definitely pay attention to you next time. Is your name your name? Verify it. I will pay attention to you when you get back."
"oh."
Pei Ruomian was questioned by Qiao An all the way and finally arrived in the city.
"Just leave me here. Thank you so much for today." Pei Ruomian randomly found an intersection to get off the car.
Pei Ruomian got out of the car, and Qiao An said without giving up, "Beautiful anchor, you really look a lot like my little girlfriend."
"Haha!" Pei Ruomian closed the car door forcefully, turned around and left without looking back.
Like your sister, she has a child, doesn't do her job properly, and only knows how to pick up girls. She is really like their little bitch.
But her little bitch is now in the People's Liberation Army, and her military rank is already a major.
"Uncle, we promised ten, but one is missing."
Sisi, a child, arranged a handful of strawberry-flavored lollipops on the table and counted them again and again. No matter how many times they counted, there were always nine.
He pursed his lips and his face was obviously unhappy.
Qiao An bent down and picked up the little one, and kissed her soft lips on her pink cheek, making a "chirp" sound, which sounded very nice.
