"Do you think you are very capable? There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. The world is so big, and there are many people who are more powerful than you. Don't think that if you don't meet, it means you don't. If you meet someone who is more ruthless than you, you will cry. Nowhere to cry!"

Ye Qingqing, who was out of breath, grabbed the orange on the coffee table and threw it at the dead girl. Wuchen grabbed it casually and wanted to peel it off and eat it, but when she saw the green color, sour water suddenly came out of her mouth, and again. Throw back the fruit bowl.

Seeing Ye Qingqing gasping for breath, Wuchen couldn't help but say, "What are you doing with such an air? Don't blame me when the fetal air moves!"

"I don't blame you for who? I'm so sick, my husband has skinned you!"

Ye Qingqing glared fiercely, her stomach hurts with anger, she took an orange and ate it. Since she became pregnant, the green oranges at home have never been broken. Lin Shufang has been very popular in fruit shops recently, because of the sour oranges that cannot be sold. , all let Lin Shufang wrap up, Ye Qingqing can eat a dozen or so a day, peeling oranges when he has nothing to do, two or three catties of oranges are not enough to make one meal.

Looking at Ye Qingqing eating green oranges without blinking, the sour water in Wuchen's mouth is more and more sour, and the cheeks are sour. This kind of orange is too sour to make canned food, how can this stinky woman eat it? So beautiful, pregnancy is such a magical thing!

I don't know if she will get pregnant in the future.

After imagining what she looked like with a big belly, Wuchen shivered, she would never let herself become a big belly, it would be impossible in the next life.

After killing a few oranges, Ye Qingqing felt much better, so she rushed to Wuchen and asked, "Zhu Zi didn't do anything to you, right?"

Although I think it is extremely unlikely, I still have to ask.

"No, are you bothered? What the **** would that dead face do to me? I'll beat him to death with my fist!"

Wuchen yelled impatiently, his voice was louder than the sky, Ye Qingqing felt that something was not right, and wanted to torture him for a while, but he fell asleep and kept yawning, so he had to let it go for the time being.

"Let's go, be more reserved in the future, don't always call your male classmates brothers, you are a mother, always remember this, you think they are brothers, but they don't necessarily think so." Ye Qingqing reminded again.

"They also treat me as a brother, and they all have girlfriends, what are you worried about!" Wuchen muttered.

When Ye Qingqing heard that she had a girlfriend, Ye Qingqing was relieved. It seemed that those male classmates really didn't take this dead girl as her mother. This was good, but she felt something was wrong.

Ye Qingqing yawned again. She was too lazy to go upstairs to sleep. She was about to sit on the sofa for a while.

"What do you want the money for?"

When it came to money, Ye Qingqing's sleepy worm ran away, and she was quite refreshed. She stared at her with bright eyes. This dead girl had never asked her for a penny before, she was very ambitious, and this time she opened her mouth to speak. Yes, there must be a coincidence.

"I didn't have any money to spend. Dad deducted my pocket money."

"What about your previous pocket money? I give you five hundred yuan a month, but you can't spend it all, can you?" Ye Qingqing raised her voice, Ye Mingcheng gave Wuchen five hundred yuan for pocket money every month, and some workers were paid a month It's only 800 yuan, and this girl can't spend 500 yuan for petty expenses.

Living expenses and pocket money are separate. Ye Mingcheng knows that Wuchen eats a lot, so he charges her a meal card of 1,000 yuan each time. At most, she only eats for a month. She doesn't like to dress up, except to buy some snacks, there is no place to spend money, how can the five hundred yuan be spent so quickly?

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