Chapter 3219

Obviously, it is an ordinary sentence, but it makes Jiujiu blush and heartbeat.

"When did you learn so glib from Qian Jiayu?"

"It's not glib. You're really good-looking."

The most moving thing is not the sweet words, but the sweet words in the mouth of people who don't say sweet words on weekdays.

Because Jingke is most unlikely to say sweet words on weekdays, these words from his mouth make Jiujiu feel more excited.

Jiujiu looks up at Jingke.

Jingke looked at Jiujiu gently.

Jiujiu bit her lips. "Jingke, if you praise me so much, I'll think you love me secretly."

Then Jiujiu saw that Jingke's face instantly turned reddish brown, and with the passage of time, the redness on his face increased bit by bit, and finally became like a monkey ass.

Jiujiu didn't expect that Jingke's response would be so great if she had the taste of ridicule. She was also a little surprised.

Jing Ke, after noticing the surprise in Jiujiu's eyes, hurried to the front, didn't look at Jiujiu and said, "can't I praise you if I'm fine?"

"You praise me when you're free, but you haven't praised me for looking good. When you suddenly praise me for looking good, I think you're secretly in love with me."

Jingke consciously said that he couldn't say anything, so he changed the topic, "what are you going to eat later?"

Knowing that Jingke was shy, Jiujiu stopped teasing Jingke and said, "I want to eat hot pot."

In the cold winter, nothing can dispel the cold of the body better than a hot pot.

"OK."

Because there are many foreign students in the school, the canteen was not closed immediately after the holiday, and several small windows are still open.

However, because there was no hot pot in the canteen, Jiujiu and Jingke took a taxi directly to the mall.

There happened to be a Sichuan hot pot in the mall. Jiujiu went in without thinking.

Many people say that Sichuan hotpot is spicy. In fact, Jiujiu thinks otherwise. Sichuan hotpot is most spicy. If you want to say spicy, you can also say that Hunan and Chongqing are spicy. That's really spicy.

Knowing that Jingke couldn't eat spicy food, Jiujiu ordered a mandarin duck pot, and then began to order the wrong dishes.

Tripe and beef are essential, as well as Jiujiu's favorite shrimp slip, Flammulina velutipes, potato chips, dried bean skin, and finally some coriander. It's perfect.

Jiujiu orders what she likes and hands the menu to Jingke.

Jingke added another rice noodle that Jiujiu liked to eat, and asked the waiter to serve.

Jiujiu drinks the juice from the hot pot shop and goes to get a dip.

The taste of hot pot is relatively single, but the taste of dipping materials varies greatly because of the different ingredients added.

For example, Jiujiu's favorite food is chili, minced garlic and chives, plus a small amount of coriander, old soy sauce and raw soy sauce, fuel consumption and balsamic vinegar, and finally a little sesame paste. Perfect.

Jiujiu also made a dip for Jingke, and then took her mobile phone to brush her microblog.

As a result, I saw a hot search.

It seems that her readers exposed the fact that she was 18 years old. Then some people pointed out that Jiujiu's writing was sophisticated and could not be written by an 18-year-old girl. They thought that Jiujiu was an elderly person and hyped the fact that she was only 18 years old. They even questioned that Jiujiu was not a person but a team behind her.

Obviously, the appearance of Jiujiu hinders some things, so he spared no effort to black Jiujiu.

Although the ranking of hot search is not very high, Jiujiu is still very unhappy to see it.

She wrote a Book honestly. How could she be hacked.

If these sunspots knew that she could not only write books, but also write songs and sing, and even cook well, and even win the Nobel Prize, would he be angry to death.

Jiujiu directly transferred this microblog to comment.

I don't change my name. I'm eighteen.

Also, what team hype you mentioned, I want to say that I'm only 18 years old this year. I just want to study and write well. I don't have so many minds.

After turning to the microblog, Jiujiu turned off her mobile phone and began to eat seriously.

The smell of hot pot soon dissipated Jiujiu's unhappiness. Jiujiu ate a piece of beef and his mouth was full of oil. Don't be too satisfied.

While Jingke was eating, he looked at Jiujiu and occasionally fished the cooked meat slices and shrimp slides into Jiujiu's bowl.

After a while, Jiujiu's bowl was full of food Jingke gave himself.

Jiujiu quickly waved her hand, "you eat, you eat, leave me alone, I'll do it myself."

Jingke began to eat his own food.

After dinner, they went to the mall for a while. Jiujiu bought a suit for herself and helped Jingke look at it.

However, because of the popular color this year, their clothes are similar in color, and because the styles are similar, they look like lovers' clothes.

Both of them put on their new clothes. Although they didn't hold hands, as long as the passers-by couldn't help looking at them, they felt that they really matched each other.

The next day, they went out and bought some local specialties that could be taken away. They took them home as palms, and were ready to go home to the railway station the next day.

On the day they went to the railway station, Jingke took everything he could. Instead, it was like going out to play. He was carrying a small backpack and a small bag for food. It looked like a tourist.

On the train, Jingke put everything on the shelf, while Jiujiu took out what she had prepared. The two sat in the corridor. Jiujiu talked to Jingke while eating. On the way, he also said that he was going to see the house in city B for some time.

Jingke's eyes deepened. "I'll go with you."

Jiujiu looked up at Xiang Jingke, "I'll see the house. What are you doing?"

"I see the house, too?"

"You have money?"

It's not that Jiujiu despises Jingke, but the house price in city B is not low, and the down payment is at least 200000 or 300000. Does Jingke have so much money?

Jingke smiled. "Didn't I tell you? I made some money in stocks some time ago. Although I didn't have as much as you, I was almost enough for the down payment."

Jiujiu always knew that stock speculation was very profitable, but unexpectedly, Jingke was so interested.

In just a few months, she earned hundreds of thousands. Jiujiu's eyes lit up in an instant, "boss, I'll give you my money in the future. Can you help me fry?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll take your money away?"

"What are we afraid of in this relationship? Besides, I know where your house is. If you dare to roll money, I'll stop you at your door."

Jiujiu hehe smiled, revealing a row of neat little white teeth. Two small pear vortices made her look particularly sweet.