Xie landi naturally nodded and said yes.

After such a chat, Deng Qingjiang finally decided to invite the people in their dormitories to dinner in the evening.

"They all went to class. I'll tell them when they come back at noon." Ye Wanqing said.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Ye."

"Call me uncle Wan Qing." Ye Wanqing watched him carry so many things out of the car. His heart was very sour. Milk sugar, wheat cream, cream, hair conditioner, scarves, gloves, hats and so many things were good things. Why were they all Jiang Xiao's?

She wanted it, too.

If only this uncle was hers.

"Well, I'll call you Wanqing. Wan Qing, this bag of milk candy is for Jiang Xiao's roommates to eat together. When your dormitory members arrive, you will give them points. "

After aunt Qiu checked, ye Wanqing helped to carry those things to the dormitory. Xie landi's class was about to start. She said goodbye to him first and went to class.

In fact, ye Wanqing should have gone to class, but in her opinion, Deng Qingjiang is much more important than that class now. She is a little late at most.

She took the packet of milk candy and answered.

Looking at her clever appearance, Deng Qingjiang thought for a moment, then took out a red envelope from the suit pocket and put it into Ye Wanqing's hand.

"Come on, Wanqing, I have a predestination with you. This red envelope was originally intended for Jiang Xiao. Now she is not here. I'll see her next time and give it to you first."

Looking at the red envelope, ye Wanqing was very itchy again. She restrained herself to death and restrained her impulse to reach for it. Instead, she stepped back, shook her hand and said, "how can it be done? Uncle Deng can't

Deng Qingjiang saw that she bit her lower lip gently, which made him move in his heart. He reached out and grasped her hand, put the red envelope in her hand, and patted the back of her hand gently. He said, "take it, we are really predestined. A red envelope is nothing but a few money."

Ye Wanqing feels a little itchy on the back of her hand.

When Deng Qingjiang made an appointment for the address and time of the restaurant in the evening, she immediately opened the red envelope and saw two hundred yuan bills inside. Her eyes widened.

Oh, my God!

They have nothing to do with each other. When they met for the first time, Deng Qingjiang gave her a big red envelope of 200 yuan!

For a moment, ye Wanqing's heart was pounding very hard.

Deng Qingjiang's handsome appearance and gentle words reappeared in his mind. Then he thought of holding his hand when he just filled the red envelope. Suddenly, he felt that his hands were all hot.

She held on to the red envelope tightly.

Meng returned to the camp in the past year, and the team just came back from morning exercise. He and Chengcheng faced each other.

In the past, Meng called on Chengcheng.

Cheng Cheng raises eyebrows.

How does this man look and act like a dog?

He did not move, next to Zhao Xin immediately said to him: "into battalion commander, our deputy regiment calls you."

Cheng Cheng's forehead immediately hung with three black lines.

Where is the cry?

Is that a call?

He did not want to pay attention to, was Zhao Xin said such a sentence, but it is not good to pretend not to see.

Cheng Cheng glanced at Zhao Xin and walked toward Meng in the past.

Zhao Xin was glared at by him for a moment. He couldn't help but turn his head and ask Gong Xinhe, "what did I say wrong? Does commander Cheng seem unhappy? "

Gong Xinhe patted him on the shoulder. "It's not wrong. It's just talkative."

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