After hearing this, Wang Yichen came to Zhao Qingqing's side and asked with a smile: "Where did Qingqing write last night?"
Zhao Qingqing frowned, raised his hand and slapped Wang Yichen hard on the forehead, "Damn it, kid, the taste is so strong early in the morning."
As she spoke, she stretched and glanced at the bag in Luo Jian's hand. Her eyes lit up, "Colonel Luo, did you bring us breakfast?"
Luo Jian stretched out his hand, brought the watch on his wrist to Zhao Qingqing's eyes, and asked funnyly: "Is there breakfast at this hour?"
It’s almost lunch time, and breakfast is still here.
He took out the porridge and steamed buns packed in the bag, and went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.
Everything was arranged, and seeing Mu Mu and Zhao Qingqing still sitting motionless on the sofa, Luo Jian asked doubtfully: "Why don't you go wash up and eat quickly?"
"Wash it after eating." Zhao Qingqing saw that the logo on the bag was from her favorite breakfast shop, but the price of this shop was too high, so she could only endure the pain occasionally to buy a basket of steamed buns to pack, but she usually didn't even do it.
Reluctant to eat.
She looked at the box of buns, reached out and quickly grabbed the two buns with crab roe bun labels, and opened her mouth to devour them.
It's like being reincarnated during a period of hunger.
Mu Mu agreed with Zhao Qingqing's suggestion to wash it after eating.
She picked up a bowl of porridge, tested the temperature, found it was just right, and took two big sips.
After drinking, she held the empty box and asked Luo Jian: "Is this bird's nest porridge?"
Zhao Qingqing was holding a bun in one hand and a spoon in the other, taking a bite of the bun and a mouthful of porridge. When Mu Mu asked Luo Jian if what she was drinking was bird's nest porridge, she laughed and joked: "It's different when you are a rich lady, bird's nest porridge."
You eat it as soon as you eat it.”
As she spoke, she took a bite of the bun and continued, "I would have thought it was white fungus porridge."
Mu Mu put down the empty box and continued Zhao Qingqing's teasing in a strange tone, "Yes, I am the wife of a rich man now. I am popular and drink spicy food. Are you envious?"
He is addicted to bickering and will fight with her as soon as he opens his eyes.
Who is afraid of whom?
"Why do I envy you?" Zhao Qingqing looked at Mu Mu with a smile and held out three fingers to her, "Your second young master said he would introduce me to a partner, and the three guarantees include a rich material life. There is no need for me to envy you."
"Yes, the friends of rich people must all be rich people." Mu Mu nodded, agreeing with what Zhao Qingqing said.
Suddenly she bent down, came close to Zhao Qingqing's ear, and said with a smile: "They have a cousin who is one or two years younger than me. He is very handsome and rich."
Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing became interested and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Mu Mu asked: "Do you know Jiang Dazhuang?"
Afraid that Zhao Qingqing wouldn't know, she explained in detail: "She is the half-sister of Lu Yifan's father..."
Zhao Qingqing interrupted her: "Oh, I already know what you are talking about about Jiang Dazhuang. There is no need to tell me in detail the disgraceful history of your man and his family."
She's already heard enough about their family's history, no one knows.
"..."
Only she, Zhao Qingqing, dares to despise the history of the Pei family. This little girl is indeed her best friend and has courage.
Zhao Qingqing thought for a while and sighed, "Hey, Jiang Dazhuang's family conditions are indeed very good, but I still prefer soldiers."
Suddenly, his interest in Jiang Dazhuang's son waned.
No matter how good the conditions are, it can't change that she is a soldier.
Mu Mu frowned and said, "What are the benefits of being a military wife? You look forward to it from dawn to dusk every day, and from the beginning to the end of the month. If your sex life is not satisfied for a long time, people will age prematurely."
