Chapter 1552: Chapter 1427: A Basket of Rotten Apricots
Huo Xueying was quite accepting of Song Tan’s beauty.
After all, a girl’s looks depend on her vitality! Song Tan doesn’t even have to work now; it’s only natural she looks better, right? As for herself, if she keeps going to this miserable job, she’s going to grow corpse spots soon!
So she blas everything on the damn work, and at this mont, can’t help but touch Song Tan’s face again. It’s smooth and tender, making her hum again: "When can I stop working? Your hair has even grown thicker!"
Song Tan was curious: "Weren’t you always talking about changing jobs before? Why haven’t you left yet?"
Huo Xueying lanted: "You were always talking about changing jobs before, but never left... Whatever your reason is, that’s mine too!"
At the end of the day, capitalists are all the sa!
Here the corporate exploitation isn’t humane, and over there it still needs more coordination; working with sothing familiar is better than sothing new... Anyway, she’s already got her own set of working routines, just like a married middle-aged woman, just making do!
Then she looked at Lun Chuan with bright eyes.
Song Tan imdiately understood: "My boyfriend, Lun Chuan—isn’t he good-looking!"
Her pride was evident, and Huo Xueying indeed nodded frantically: "Good-looking! Really good-looking! Hi Lun Chuan, I’m Huo Xueying, and this is my boyfriend Zheng Qu."
The two stood together, and although Huo Xueying thought Zheng Qu was at least decent-looking, with a nice build and no chubbiness, at this mont, she was stunned and turned her head—
No other reason, the contrast was too stark!
She couldn’t help but touch her own face again... Standing next to Song Tan, she estimated it’d be the sa effect!
Forget it, forget it! Nobody looks down on anyone else! After all, the benefits aren’t going to outsiders; Song Tan is her good friend and also her boyfriend’s classmate, they’re not losing out!
With her mood lifted, the four happily sat down.
After sitting down, Zheng Qu couldn’t help it and typed out a series of "WTFs" in the group chat, arousing everyone’s curiosity:
"Class rep, what’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to have dinner with Song Tan today with your girlfriend?"
"Yeah! What’s our class flower like now?"
"Got gossip! Spill it! Waiting!"
"Don’t just ’WTF’, tell us!"
"Where are you?!"
Amid everyone’s ssages, Zheng Qu had already put down his phone, watching Huo Xueying skimming through the items Song Tan brought, exclaiming at each one.
Song Tan actually didn’t bring many things, and the first thing she gave was a pack of tea leaves, making Huo Xueying go crazy: "Ahhh is it really okay for you to give
such an expensive gift?!"
Song Tan smiled: "Then you can order two extra dishes for
at dinner later!"
Huo Xueying was touched to death: "I could order so many and it wouldn’t compare to yours..."
Boyfriend Zheng Qu watched from the side, feeling sothing was off.
It’s just that his girlfriend... Is she being too nice to Song Tan?
That small pack of tea leaves, at most an ounce, was really just a small box in a tea leaf package. He doesn’t get what she’s getting so excited about.
The next item was: "Ahhh pickled green peaches!!! I can’t even buy these! I’m drooling now—hold back, hold back, I can’t eat now!"
Just an ordinary plastic jar filled with little green peaches, cute, but the taste might be hard to praise. Is this really worth such a fuss?
Zheng Qu couldn’t understand, his head full of confusion.
Finally, he looked at Lun Chuan’s face, attributing it all to their great looks, making his girlfriend lovestruck, that even if it were a bunch of foxtail grass, she’d have to hold it in her arms.
Afterwards ca a box of stir-fried rice.
Plain and simple, with a golden, crispy fragrance of stir-fried rice, Zheng Qu sniffed: it does sll nice.
Song Tan explained: "You know, during this season, my family doesn’t have much produce. We haven’t really sold anything decent since spring. The green peaches were also contracted out... Thought long and hard, figured I’d pack you so stir-fried rice to have as a snack, it’s good for the stomach."
Huo Xueying lanted: "Eating a bit every day is good for the stomach, but do you think I should eat till I’m full or savour it slowly?"
To be precise, this isn’t controlled by the brain but her instincts!
Song Tan chuckled out loud: "Then let your boyfriend manage it, give you a handful every day."
Huo Xueying shook her head frantically, while Zheng Qu smiled awkwardly.
Even though he was usually eloquent, at this mont, he thought and thought, only managing to squeeze out a dry statent: "Stir-fried rice is good, made with farmhouse wood stoves, full of sincerity."
Lun Chuan twitched his mouth, couldn’t help but look at him and hold back a laugh.
Needless to say, Huo Xueying was quite secretive; she didn’t share any of the goodies with her boyfriend!
But Huo Xueying nodded, without any doubt about Song Tan’s sincerity, and eventually took out hand cream and a jar of last year’s waterlon sauce, her whole body wanting to attach itself:
"Song Tan!!! You’re the best!!!"
The hand cream is just a plain white tube with a label! Anyone could tell it wasn’t bought! Song Tan even said it was homade!
Ridiculous! If it had been face cream, he’d definitely stop Huo Xueying from easily applying it! But the girlfriend was clearly crazy, and cautiously put the jar of hand cream into her bag, solemnly saying: "I will wash my hands thoroughly when I get ho tonight, prepare gloves before applying this! I’ll definitely wear them all night!"
Zheng Qu: ...
He felt a bit sentintal.
During the New Year when he was pursuing Huo Xueying, he gave a very popular brand’s hand cream set, and she never been that serious!
The hand cream set had six tubes, scattering around the car, office drawer, and handbag, and she would dispense so to anyone... But now?
The still-warm boyfriend felt a little crisis, reaching out: "What treasure is so precious, let
try it too!"
Huo Xueying imdiately clutched her bag: "Go, go, go! Your hands are rough, n don’t deserve it!"
Zheng Qu: ... His feelings were shattered! He wasn’t doing hard labor, where were his hands rough?!
As for that homade waterlon sauce, she carefully put it back in the bag and didn’t let him touch it.
At this mont, a boyfriend with gently sensitive skin felt shattered.
He watched his girlfriend from afar, sweetly interacting with soone else, and took out his phone in frustration, only to find that the group chat was already hundreds of layers deep.
Randomly scrolling up, the topic switched from curiosity about Song Tan to her boyfriend, then to reminiscing about old tis, lanting getting older, followed by the girls in the class posting their glamour shots, and the guys subtly ntioning their cars and stocks...
Zheng Qu sighed softly: he should also be part of these ordinary folks, but at this mont, staring at the reflection of his face on the phone screen, and looking at that divine-looking couple across from him...
In his girlfriend’s words, they weren’t even on the sa level.
Not even a bit of jealousy could arise, only admiration.
So, moving his fingers, he sighed in the group chat too: "It was right for Song Tan not to pursue love in college... A basket of bad apricots can’t compare to one immortal peach!"
"No offense to anyone, just a taphor."
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