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Chapter 0122 May Day Holiday (3)

 After signing a series of unequal treaties, he finally calmed down his girlfriend’s resentment.

The food was served very quickly in the restaurant. In just a few minutes, the table in front of the two of them was piled with plates of all sizes, even on the plastic shelves nearby.

"Your dishes are ready!"

"This is the fresh beer you want!"

Seeing the plastic cup filled with fresh beer, Qin Ruoshu was a little speechless: Isn't this just a bunch?

After looking at it for a while, Qin Ruoshu looked at Zhou Yan with a smile like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "The dishes are ready, let's have a drink first?"

Zhou Yan was so frightened that he trembled all over: Is this still the docile little sheep he knew? Could it be a she-wolf in sheep's clothing?

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute!"

Zhou Yan was holding the cup and just about to put it to his mouth, but was stopped by Qin Ruoshu. He had to put down his hand and looked helplessly at the opposite side: "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?"

"You are a boy, do you need to be darker?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan had some guesses about the reason for the sudden change in his girlfriend's painting style: In his past life, several times in his life, several cousins-in-law used this trick to put him under the table.<

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I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in Little Sheep Gourd!

"I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, Zhou Yan raised his whole life again and drank it all in one gulp.

Done!

The trace of pride in Qin Ruoshu's eyes after her plot succeeded could not escape Zhou Yan's eyes.

"The pot is boiling, hurry up and cook the meat!"

"Okay!"

"Old Zhou, as a landlord, don't you express your gratitude?"

Another cup...

Qin Ruoshu's little routine was very skillful. Only one cup of the beer went into his stomach, and the rest was drank by Zhou Yan, who was pretending to be stupid.

In order to implement his girlfriend's plan as soon as possible, Zhou Yan had to use some tricks, and his luck made him blush...

Upon seeing this, Qin Ruoshu on the opposite side began to implement the next plan.

"Hey, Old Zhou," Qin Ruoshu stared at the "drunk-eyed" Zhou Yan with a smile, "how did you meet Sister Han last year..."

Zhou Yan suddenly felt lonely: his girlfriend was trying so hard just because he was worried that he might have an affair with another girl.

But now that he was already seventy percent "drunk", Zhou Yan could only continue to pretend: "Sister Wang, I originally planned to only come to a small stall last year..."

Zhou Yan spoke loudly and told the ins and outs of opening a store. After he finished speaking, Zhou Yan could clearly feel it, and Qin Ruoshu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then why did you go back to the capital to buy a house during Qingming Festival?"

"A group of my master's old friends said that the country should promote the development of real estate, and..." Zhou Yan stared affectionately into Qin Ruoshu's eyes, "Don't your parents also want you to take the postgraduate entrance examination at the Capital School? Buying a house now is cheap.

After all, after the Olympics, housing prices in the capital will skyrocket!"

Qin Ruoshu was so moved that her eyes became wet. She glanced at the empty plate and adjusted her mood: "Old Zhou, what should we order?"

"No, I'm full!"

"Then checkout?"

"Waiter pays!"

After settling the bill, Qin Ruoshu helped Zhou Yan, who was already so drunk that he was staggering around, back to the room. After a long time of effort, he threw Zhou Yan on the bed.

"I'm exhausted," Qin Ruoshu glanced at Zhou Yan, who was sleeping on the bed, "Old Zhou, he doesn't look fat, but he is very heavy..."

With that said, Qin Ruoshu walked up to Zhou Yan who was "sleeping soundly" and looked at Zhou Yan carefully, looking at him and commenting at the same time.

"Don't they all say that people with dimples can drink it? Why did they just put it in after pricking it?"

"You said that your facial features are quite ordinary when you look at them alone, but when you put them together, they look so comfortable..."

As they watched, the distance between the two people became closer and closer. In the end, Qin Ruoshu rested directly on Zhou Yan's chest.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A violent heartbeat passed into Qin Ruoshu's ears...

"Asleep, I'm still..."

Before Qin Ruoshu could react, Zhou Yan had already turned over and pinned her down.

Their eyes met, and their hearts beat faster.

Qin Ruoshu blushed and rolled her eyes at Zhou Yan angrily: "You are cheating and pretending to be drunk!"

"If I were really drunk, I would fall asleep with you!" Zhou Yan licked his tongue and looked at Qin Ruoshu who had given up resistance with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, the longest road I have ever had in my life is you.

It’s a routine!”

"Both each other!" Qin Ruoshu, who was caught red-handed, was angry and shy.

Zhou Yan, after looking at her for a while, leaned down, kissed Qin Ruoshu gently on the forehead, and then helped her up.

"Did you tell me about Maggie's gift?"

Qin Ruoshu shook his head curiously.

""The Gift of the Magi" is a short story by the beautiful Chinese writer O. Henry."

Zhou Yan sighed slightly and began to tell the story.

"In a beautiful country, there is a couple who live a very poor life. The kind-hearted wife has long golden hair, and the husband has a gold watch with a missing watch chain.

……

In the end, the husband buried the gold watch and bought his wife a set of beautiful hair combs. In order to get the gold watch for her husband, the wife sold her own blond hair."

After listening to the story, Qin Ruoshu was deeply moved, but she didn't understand why Zhou Yan told such a story.

"Ruoshu," Zhou Yan glanced at Qin Ruoshu, who was a little confused, "in the afternoon, maybe I shouldn't tell you that I made a lot of money!"

Qin Ruoshu's face suddenly turned red: The reason why she suddenly wanted to get Zhou Yan drunk was because her boyfriend's excellence gave her a sense of crisis.

"But..." Zhou Yan changed his style, hugged Qin Ruoshu's shoulders, and stared directly into his girlfriend's eyes, "Have you ever thought about why I work so hard to make money?"

"Me?" Qin Ruoshu seemed to understand.

"Yes," Zhou Yan sighed, "I don't want one day in the future, when my girlfriend goes out to the street with her best friend, she has to look at the price on the tag before buying clothes; I also don't want the little beauty who was once raised in a boudoir, one day

I will worry about three meals a day for firewood, rice, oil and salt!"

Qin Ruoshu was so moved that she lay on Zhou Yan's chest and cried loudly.

After a long time, Qin Ruoshu felt that Zhou Yan's clothes were soaked with her tears, and then she carefully raised her head and looked at Zhou Yan shyly: "Old Zhou..."

"Wife, what did you call me?"

Qin Ruoshu understood the idea and weakly shouted: "Husband!"

"Honey, when you're done crying, please give in. My shirt, which costs dozens of dollars, has all been stained by your crying!"

Qin Ruoshu rubbed her red eyes: "Honey, how about I help you wash it?"

"No need!" Zhou Yan pushed Qin Ruoshu back to the bed, grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, pulled out one, stepped forward, and carefully wiped his girlfriend's tears.

"Fortunately, my wife-in-law is naturally beautiful, otherwise her makeup would have been ruined!"

With that said, Zhou Yan took the remote control from the bedside table: "You watch TV for a while, I'll do the laundry and I'll be ready soon!"

Qin Ruoshu shook her head and turned her gaze to Zhou Yan's notebook bag.

"The password is your birthday," Zhou Yan shook his head helplessly, "My computer is full of information. As long as you don't find it boring, I don't care..."

Qin Ruoshu naturally didn't believe it. He plugged in the power, turned it on, then opened the hard drive, searched for a long time, and then turned off the computer: apart from information books related to financial electronics, the rest of Zhou Yan's computer was related to pig farming.

Field-related information...


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