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Zhang Tingting raised her hand, put her green jade fingers together and said softly: "I didn't expect that you sold that bottle, but I was very curious. That bottle looks no different from it, Lian Qibao
The boss of Zhai didn’t find any problem. Such a real fake is very difficult to see. How did you get it?"
Shangguan Nengren did not answer this question and asked, "How do you know that the bottle is fake?"
"I naturally have a way." Zhang Tingting looked like a mysterious talisman, and the Buddha said: It cannot be said, it cannot be said.
"Take!" Shangguan Nengren didn't want to ask so much. Now he has been a millionaire for several minutes. He doesn't have to make a falsification and cheat money anymore. It doesn't matter whether he knows it or not.
"You haven't told me yet! How did you get it?" Zhang Tingting couldn't hold it anymore after a few seconds, so she quickly asked the reason.
"You haven't said it yet! How do you know that the bottle is fake?" Shangguan Nengren changed his words slightly in Zhang Tingting's tone and returned them. Zhang Tingting was so angry that she kicked him in the heel.
"Save some effort!" Looking at Zhang Tingting, who was kicking his feet and jumping straight after holding her feet, Shangguan Nengren smiled happily: "My buddy has practiced the Golden Bell Iron Clothing Shirt, except for the iron pants, his whole body is as hard as
Iron and bullets cannot be penetrated."
Iron pants...Dandan, if you can bear it, I will learn this unique skill as soon as possible, and you will never sing sadness at that time.
Zhang Tingting held Guan Nengren with one hand, and tears were almost falling from pain: "Smelling, my feet hurt so much."
"Does it hurt?" Seeing that Zhang Tingting's expression was not as fake, Shangguan Nengren nervously supported her against the wall: "Stand up, I'll look at your feet."
Before Zhang Tingting's consent, Shangguanren quickly took off Zhang Tingting's red sneakers on her right foot, revealing the white socks inside. Although they were separated by the socks, they could see some abnormalities on the face of the feet and toes.
"Maybe it's a little swollen." Shangguanren pulled down the socks, and a small foot that seemed to be a little whiter and tenderer than the socks appeared in front of him. It was originally a very beautiful and cute little foot, but now the face and toes are a little bit.
It is red and swollen, especially around the toenails, and it is bloodshot and purple, which is terrible.
Shangguan Nengren sighed and smiled bitterly: "Squad leader, how much do you hate me? Use such great force? You have harmed others and yourself!"
Zhang Tingting's face turned red, and her little feet were held by a boy of the same age. She never again after she was six years old. She was shy, but when she heard the words of Shangguanren, she was so angry that she raised her eyebrows: "Hmph! Do you care about me
!I hate you so much!"
"Uh..." Shangguan Nengren was stunned: "I hate me and I won't die! I'm going to help you tutor you every day. Please remember it."
"Hmph! You sold fake things, which cost me more than 80,000 yuan, but I gave my grandfather a fake item. I wish I could eat your meat and drink your blood!"
"Uh..." Shangguan Nengren wiped his forehead and said with a cold sweat, "This... I didn't expect you to buy that thing! Besides, that thing is more than 80,000 yuan! Where did you get so much money?"
Before Zhang Tingting could speak, Shangguan Nengren suddenly realized: "Oh, by the way, you are a second-generation daughter, and this little money is no big deal."
Although he was right, Zhang Tingting always felt that there was some ambiguity in Shangguan Nengren's words, and he was very upset when he heard it: "That's the New Year's money I have saved for more than ten years, okay! I haven't much left after spending it."
Zhang Tingting burst into tears: "I saved up more than ten years of New Year's money! I finally bought a fake. Is there anyone more unlucky than me?"
"Uh..." Shangguan Nengren became more and more embarrassed: "How much did you spend? I'll pay you!"
"Of course you have to compensate me! Otherwise, I will expose you in Qibaozhai." It was a bit difficult to stand with one foot, and Zhang Tingting held Guan Nengren's shoulder: "I spent 88,888, remember to turn it around
On my account.”
"Okay." Shangguan Nengren stuffed his socks into his sneakers, stood up with his shoes in one hand, and said, "Tell me the account again, I'll put the money on you. But now your foot is not good, I'll start by first
I'll send you home and ask for leave in the afternoon!"
Zhang Tingting didn't expect to kick herself into a disability, and rolled her eyes in anger: "How can I walk like this!"
"What else can it be done?" Shangguan Nengren handed the sneakers to Zhang Tingting, then turned around and squatted down, and turned around and turned around and said, "Come on!"
Seeing Shangguan Nengren squatting down, Zhang Tingting's face was a little red, but the pain on her feet made her unable to bear it. She jumped on one foot and lay behind Shangguan Nengren.
Shangguan Nengren hooked Zhang Tingting's legs and legs with both hands, stood up slowly, and said as he walked: "Today is your grandfather's birthday?"
"Yes." Zhang Tingting hooked her shoes on her fingers, put them in front of her nose like a little bitch, and laughed and said, "Smell."
"Uh..." Shangguan Nengren couldn't laugh and cry: "Don't be like a child, and your shoes are not smelly at all, and they have a scent!"
"Tsk, it's really boring." Zhang Tingting pays attention to personal cleaning. She takes at least twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening. In summer, she even washes five or six times. The food she usually eats is mainly fruits and vegetables, focusing on detoxification and beauty.
So not only does not have any odor on the body, but it exudes a sweet, milky body scent.
Many people wear sports shoes and have already covered their sweat and smelled, but Zhang Tingting's shoes have a faint fragrance.
Shangguan Nengren smiled slightly, with a hint of apology on his face: "I'm sorry, I have a good birthday, but I asked you to give me a fake."
"What's the solution? Who asked me to put my back?" Zhang Tingting's chin on her shoulders, and the breath she exhaled hit the face of Shangguan Ren, sweet and itchy.
"Then I will buy a piece and really give it to you! You can give it to your grandfather again." Shangguan Nengren said with a blushing face.
"No need, you have paid me all the money, I'm still making a profit in vain!" Zhang Tingting smiled, her eyes darkened: "But this year is my grandfather's 70th birthday, and the birthday of the whole number every ten years, but I...
”
Shangguan Nengren was very ashamed: "Well...then..."
"Why are you doing hesitant?" Zhang Tingting smiled slightly: "Just say anything!"
"No, I want to give your grandpa a birthday gift, it's a plea!" said Shangguan Nengren.
"Gift?" Zhang Tingting suddenly felt energetic: "Okay! What are you going to give?"
"Why..." Shangguan Nengren coughed dryly: "Do you love to do calligraphy and paintings on the spot?"
"Pictures and paintings?" Zhang Tingting was stunned: "It's you?"
Shangguan Nengren was upset: "What's this called? What's wrong with me? Tell you, I have two tricks in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You are here today, I will put my words here. If my calligraphy and paintings are made, your grandfather doesn't like it.
,I...uh..."
Seeing that Guan Nengren stopped talking, Zhang Tingting laughed and said, "How are you?"
"I...I'm not very good." Shangguan Nengren laughed dryly: "How can it be as satisfactory? Anyway, I'll give this gift. Do you like it or not."
"Hahaha... I knew you would say that." Zhang Tingting smiled and trembled with her little hands, and pinched Guan Nengren's face: "You have never said a few serious words, you are careless, when can you say something?
If you are responsible!"
"No!" Shangguan Nengren shook his head and shook Zhang Tingting's little hand: "I usually speak very seriously and responsibly, but we brothers don't pay much attention to each other when talking. Don't be too happy when I say you.
Be serious."
"We are so familiar with each other. Your Xiang Beibei bullies me a lot. Why don't you talk to me?" Zhang Tingting's heart beat a little faster, and she had a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.
"Haha..." Shangguan Nengren was a little embarrassed: "You don't know what the temper of Beibei is, mainly because you always face tit in school. Putting aside these, I think you and Beibei can become good friends."
"Absolutely impossible!" Zhang Tingting said in a very decisive way: "She and I are not from the same place. My family is an official. What does her family do? Black and white are incompatible!"
"Uh...this..."
"And!" Zhang Tingting's eyes were filled with jealousy: "Babe, Beibei, I'm so intimate! You two have already done that, right?"
"Well, absolutely not." Shangguan Nengren smiled bitterly: "Maybe he will go to that point in the future, but there are too many concerns in the middle, and we are not mentally prepared."
"Oh." Zhang Tingting suddenly became a little excited: "You haven't done it yet?"
"No." Shangguan Nengren shook his head, his eyes a little blurred: "What do you say! Beibei is destined to be the one who has been working with me for the rest of his life. What we can do now is to cherish the time we spend together and do our best to do our best.
Let this time become perfect, so... Maybe one day in the future, this time is worth keeping forever in memory and will not fade."
Lying on Shangguan Nengren's back and looking at the tall and thin boy, Zhang Tingting was silent.
It was not until Shangguan Nengren came to the market door, picked up the car, and carefully supported her in the back seat of the car, and then asked, "Do you love Xiang Beibei?"
"Love?" Shangguan Nengren thought for a long time, and after he rode away with Zhang Tingting, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This word is too heavy for me. We are all seventeen or eighteen years old, and we are talking about love.
Love is more out of a hazy impulse for both sexes. After all, feelings that aim to be bed are not love, but desire."
Hearing these words, Zhang Tingting looked unaware of Shangguan Nengren: "Master Man, did you really think of these words yourself?"
Shangguan Ai Ren: "..."
"Hehe, I just ask casually." Zhang Tingting smiled embarrassedly, scratched her head, and said, "But to be honest, I really didn't expect you to say such words, nor did you expect that you have such a high level of thought, even
Love and desire are so clearly divided.”
"There is nothing to be clear about." Shangguan Nengren sighed, thinking of Xin Yuyuan, who had not seen him for many days. Since the National Day holiday, he has not seen him for a long time because he is too busy with studying.
The mood of Shangguanren is very complicated for this fucking sister who turns himself from a boy to a man. If it weren't for the fact that the two were too different, he really wanted to marry Xin Yuyuan, even if Xin Yuyuan was with children.
A widow is worth it.
Thanks to ‘johnnykoh’’ ‘Love God’ for each reward of 100 coins.
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