Zhao Heng returned to the dormitory in the afternoon but did not see the two of them. He gave them information while soaking instant noodles. As soon as he stabbed the fork on the instant noodles, the two of them appeared. Fatty Qiao was holding two lunch boxes in his hand and shouted generously: "Brother Heng, don't eat instant noodles, that thing is harmful to the body! Come.// Visit to download txt"

"Eat pigeons, the best pigeons, I'll pack a box of white rice for you."

Zhao Heng was slightly stunned: "Is it harmful?"

Fatty Qiao threw a newspaper in front of Zhao Heng, pointed to one of the news and replied: "I saw the news in the morning. The hateful Han Nanguo, in order to make instant noodles taste more delicious and crispy, he added a toxin that can cause cancer. He *** Ball! I also ate three instant noodles last night."

When Fatty Qiao beats her feet and stamps her chest and scolds Han Nanzhong angrily, Zhao Heng did see the brand of instant noodles in his hand being investigated by Huaguo, so he hurriedly threw it to the side. Fatty Qiao stopped his expression of being poisoned too deeply, opened the two lunch boxes in his hand and pushed them over, and a golden pigeon and a box of white rice were quickly placed in front of Zhao Heng.

The pigeon exudes an attractive fragrance. Fatty Qiao patted his stomach that was so full that he couldn't be full, and said with a smile: "Song Qingguan and I have eaten it, so all these foods are yours. You always enjoy them slowly. I'll go to bed and rest first! Oh, today I've consumed a lot of my energy."

Song Qingguan looked at him angrily.

Fatty Qiao climbed onto the bed with her waist, fell on the quilt, crossed her legs, humming a Jiangnan song, and she looked energetic. Zhao Heng had not reacted yet, picked up a pigeon leg and asked, "Fatty Qiao, are you in such a good mood today? Did you find money on the road?"

Then he frowned slightly, remembering the most critical point: "Why did you run out again? You took Song Qingguan out with you? Song Shijie left in anger that night and would never give up. If you can't deceive him, he and Zhang Ningyan might be ruthless. Are you not afraid of getting Qingguan in?"

"Don't rest as angry!"

Hearing that Zhao Heng was worried about their safety and felt a little solemn, Fatty Qiao thought for a while and decided to confess to Zhao Heng. When Song Qingguan shrugged, Fatty Qiao smiled: "Actually, we didn't go out to buy clothes. We just had dinner in the teacher and student restaurant in the school. Nothing would happen to the school territory."

Zhao Heng took a bite of the pigeon: "Eating in a restaurant? So refreshing? Did you really get the money?"

"I picked up a beautiful woman."

Fatty Qiao whistled and responded with a chuckle: "The beauty asked me to play chess again in the morning. I won three games and invited her to dinner. I beat her all over the floor without saying a word. I won the chess Go Go Go and Go, but it was still a sensation. She admired her so much that she came to the school to meet me."

He also looked at Zhao Heng with a satisfied smile on his face: "She ordered eight dishes and one soup to treat me, all of which were excellent delicacies. Of course, I am a man, so naturally I can't let a woman treat me to a meal. I paid the bill on the way, more than 800 yuan. Is this girl generous enough? She must be a rich second generation."

"Bold? It's me who is generous!"

Song Qingguan, who was always silent, could no longer listen and pointed at Fatty Qiao and broke the truth: "This guy took me to see the beauty, but he asked me to eat fast food at the next table. He asked me for money to pay for the bill in the middle. The only advantage was that he beat the pigeon and white rice back with shamelessness."

Zhao Heng's gesture stopped and looked at the pigeon and said, "Is this what you have left?"

"Boss, it's definitely not leftovers!"

Fatty Qiao sat up from the bed, and the entire bracket shook twice, and repeatedly waved his hands to explain to Zhao Heng: "We didn't touch this pigeon. The beauty doesn't like eating meat very much, they just eat lilies and celery, etc., but I'm too full and can't eat it. There are too many good things on the table."

"Whole roast chicken, a bowl of Dongpo pork, a plate of waistcoat,,,,"

Fatty Qiao looked as if she was feeling that her life was not going well, but Song Qingguan grabbed the pillow and smashed it over and cursed: "Bastard, I won't send a few dishes here, so I can't even see a minced meat. In the end, I have to pay the bill. I want to reveal your tricks to the beauty."

“Reveal?”

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes: "What methods do you use to deceive others?"

"Song,,,"

Song Qingguan was about to respond but was blocked by Fatty Qiao's begging eyes. The former softened his heart and pointed at Fatty Qiao and said, "Brother Heng, just ask Fatty to death." Then Song Qingguan hummed a few times: "Fatty, I advise you to be honest. Once the other party exposed you, you will become a liar."

Zhao Heng looked at Fatty Qiao and said, "What are you playing?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Fatty Qiao scratched her huge head and smiled a little, saying, "Song is so sweet that I'm so sweet that I coaxed the beauty like a liar to obey. Don't worry, I promise I won't talk about it again next time. Brother Heng, hurry up and eat, otherwise the food will not be delicious if it's cold. Hurry up, eat pigeons first."

"It's not delicious if it's cold!"

Zhao Heng knew that he was trying to avoid the question, but when he saw that he was unwilling to confess, he did not ask any questions. Instead, he sat at the table and had this dinner that was neither up nor down. During this time, he glanced at Fatty Qiao, who was playing chess with his tablet computer, and the corners of his mouth were unknowingly raised. It was obvious that Fatty Qiao was in a very happy mood.

He shook his head, lowered his head to eat rice, then looked up at Song Qingguan and said:

"Qingguan, don't mess around with the fat man in the future!"

Song Qingguan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, boss, I will stare at him."

Fatty Qiao looked bitter: "It's a crime to pick up girls? Boss, that girl is really a little bit."

"Is that so? Let me see it someday."

Zhao Heng stuffed a pigeon's leg into his mouth, then swallowed it with a loud noise. Qiao Yuncai refused to see the bones and then replied for a moment: "Boss, it's not that I don't want you to see you, but that you are too civil and military. If you let you meet, what should she do if she falls in love with you at first sight?"

"Why don't I, Qiao, want to be a bachelor again? So you must not meet before you get it."

"flutter!"

Song Qingguan, who was drinking tea, squirted out water on the spot. This reason was so frank!

The next afternoon, Zhao Heng's dormitory was notified to go to the school logistics office to get the school uniform. Because Fatty Qiao accompanied Song Qingguan to pay the tuition fee, Zhao Heng went to the Academic Affairs Office alone to line up for two hours to carry the school uniform that he had changed to spring and summer. When he returned to the dormitory, he just divided it into three parts, and before he had time to breathe, the phone rang.

"Brother Heng, something happened to the fat man!"

Zhao Heng heard the shout of Song Qingguan: "No, it's embarrassing."

Song Qingguan's voice was a little anxious and helpless. If Zhao Heng had not heard that he was not in an emergency or dangerous situation, he really thought that Qiao Yuncai was cut into ten pieces by the Qing Gang, so he calmed down and asked, "Qingguan, don't be anxious, what happened? What's wrong with the fat man?"

"Fatty, forget it, boss, you're here, Huahai Bar."

Song Qingguan wanted something but eventually swallowed it back and turned out to where they were. Zhao Heng could feel Song Qingguan's anxiety, so he didn't talk too much nonsense. He picked up a coat and left the dormitory. He didn't know what happened to Qiao Yuncai and the others, but he had the obligation to help him in the same dormitory.

What's more, the three of them have a good relationship.

Zhao Heng quickly walked out of the dormitory building and walked quickly towards the University of B&B. At the same time, he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Jiang Changlong. He always needed to keep a hand. Not long after, Jiang Changlong's text message came back. Zhao Heng glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh and cry at Qiao Yuncai:

This bastard has something to do with picking up girls.

Just as Zhao Heng hurried out of the school gate, a person flashed out of a shop opposite and took out his cell phone and called out:

"Brother Feihu, that boy is out of school."

ps: I will explode on Sunday, call for votes by the way, and collect them haha.
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