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Sunlight spilled on the head of the bed through the glass window. Zhang Fan opened his eyes and looked up. Several fragments of white clouds were tightly nestled against the blue sky.

It seems that the torrential rain last night came and went in a hurry.

Jiang Lanqing beside him was asleep, so he had to carefully lift the quilt.

Although Zhang Fan's movements were slow and gentle, Jiang Lanqing still woke up.

The two of them faced each other, her rare gaze was a little dodge, blushing and tilting her head to the other side.

"Daughter-in-law, good morning!" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Jiang Lanqing did not immediately respond to his greetings, but pinched the quilt with both hands and lifted it up, blocking the exposed half of his body, leaving only the half of his head above his nose.

After doing all this, Jiang Lanqing was like a newborn cat, looking directly at Zhang Fan with wide, bright and transparent eyes, and said softly, "Morning."

Seeing Zhang Fan getting ready to get up, he asked anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

"Cooking, I'm hungry." Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Lanqing's head.

Jiang Lanqing only noticed that the sun had been hanging high in the southeast sky, and she was in a bright environment.

"I'm hungry too, but I don't want to get up now. After all, you tossed me up to that time last night, so you have to feed me later." Jiang Lanqing whispered.

Zhang Fan didn't care about her turning black and white, and rubbed her hair again.

"I see, Little Cat."

The three words "little greedy cat" made Jiang Lanqing's cheeks redder. Under the sun's rays, the intertwined thin blood vessels on her earlobes were clearly visible.

"I'm the little greedy cat, anyway, I only greedy you and be your life's little greedy cat." The moment Zhang Fan walked out of the room, Jiang Lanqing exposed his entire head again and shouted at his back.

"I heard, my little cat." Zhang Fan stopped and waved his back to her.

He didn't dare to look back, because then he would immediately become a big greedy cat, and his little greedy cat now needs to rest.

Seeing Zhang Fan preparing to close the door, Jiang Lanqing said loudly: "Don't close the door, I want to see you come in the first time."

"Good." Zhang Fan nodded and agreed.

"By the way, I want to eat poached eggs with lots and lots of sugar in them."

"It will be greasy, not tasty."

"I don't care, I will eat like this."

Jiang Lan Qing pursed his mouth and watched Zhang Fan disappear into her sight, suddenly feeling empty in his heart.

Although the warm sun was shining on her at this time, her body was still cold, so she had to wrap herself in a quilt into a zongzi.

The white towel was lying quietly on the bedside table. Jiang Lanqing stretched out his right hand from the quilt and took it to him. The blood on it had solidified into a brown blood clot.

Seeing the proof of her transformation from a girl to a woman, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she muttered to herself: "Although it is not as perfect as I imagined, it is also very good now."

After that, she took the other hand out of the bed and fold the towel in half neatly, and hid it under her pillow. She decided to sleep with it every night.

"I'm really a little girl."

Jiang Lanqing patted his hot cheeks with both hands, and then retracted his body into the warm blanket again, revealing only his head outside, waiting for Zhang Fan to feed her.

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Poached egg is a very simple breakfast, Zhang Fan will make it in a while.

He picked up the small white ceramic spoon and tasted the soup, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"It seems that my craft hasn't regressed."

But sometimes it's not that you think it's OK, but that the other person thinks it is good. Jiang Lanqing is not satisfied with the poached eggs he made this morning.

Just a bite, and immediately got angry.

"Add sugar! Add sugar! Add sugar!"

Zhang Fan looked at her unreasonably making trouble, and had to sigh deeply.

"This is what you asked for. Don't blame me if you can't eat it."

"will not."

Jiang Lanqing focused his head, vowing to promise.

Since Jiang Lanqing had said so, Zhang Fan took the bag of sugar from the kitchen and placed it in front of her.

"How much you want to add, you say."

"very many."

In the end, the bowl of poached eggs turned into sugar-water poached eggs under Jiang Lanqing's efforts. This time, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"It's going to be so sweet, because my heart is so sweet now."

Jiang Lanqing's love words were also very sweet and warmed Zhang Fan's heart. He fed the poached eggs in the bowl into Jiang Lanqing's mouth spoon by spoon, watching her swallow hard.

Seeing her eating slower and slower, and more picky about eating, Zhang Fan whispered: "Daughter-in-law, don't force it if you can't eat."

"But I don't want to waste it." Jiang Lanqing shook his head gently, then blinked at Zhang Fan."Husband, how about you help me finish the rest."

Sure enough, Zhang Fan didn't expect it. In the end, he had to deal with the greasy sweet poached eggs.

So there was such a scene.

Zhang Fan was vomiting in the bathroom. Jiang Lanqing patted his back lightly, and asked worriedly: "Husband, will it be like this when I am pregnant with our baby in the future? It's terrible!"

Seeing Jiang Lanqing gloating over misfortune, Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and wanted to make a comment.

"I haven't been pregnant, you ask me who am I asking?"

It's just that he didn't have time to say what he said, and he began to gag at the toilet again.

When Zhang Fan really didn't have anything to throw up in his stomach, he also lost his life for half of his life, lying on the bed with a look of lovelessness.

Jiang Lanqing was sitting at the end of the bed, looking in the mirror to take care of her haircut. Today, she decided to curl her hair back, and said to Zhang Fan at the same time: "Husband, the squad leader just informed us that all the classmates are in school at 6:30pm Gather at the door, and then go to the Tianfu Hotel for dinner."

"What clothes do you think I should wear?" Jiang Lanqing asked, turning around to look at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan thought for a while and replied: "Should we go to Chunxi Road for a stroll? My sister should be there today." Mengsheng Novel www.mengshengxs.com

There is a store for girls in the future on Chunxi Road. As for Zhang Zhenzhen's saying that she went to Shancheng on business, everyone knew it was an excuse.

"Well, then I will call sister Zhen Zhen." Jiang Lan checked his head.

When Zhang Zhenzhen received a call from Jiang Lanqing, she was discussing with Yang Mo about the future girl's loan with Chengdu Bank again.

Making mobile phones is not making clothes. They can do business with five million as they did before.

Zhang Zhenzhen knows very well that making mobile phones is a very difficult task. Even if they add a zero to their input, they can barely splash a splash of water.

Yang Mo was surprised after listening to Zhang Zhenzhen's words. She couldn't understand why the clothes were selling well, but suddenly she had to switch careers to make mobile phones, and she wanted to put all the net worth of the future girl on.

She herself uses an Apple mobile phone, the last mobile phone is Samsung, and the first mobile phone is Motorola.

It took her more than three months of salary to buy more than 6,000.

In her impression, no company that can make mobile phones is not a large company that everyone is familiar with.

Even if the growth rate of the girl in the future can be described as an evildoer, compared with these well-known companies, it is simply the gap between krill and blue whale.

Thousands of thousands of krill are tied together, but it is just a matter of one mouthful.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you think about it again? Mobile phones are not clothes, it is a very high-tech thing, we..." Yang Mo carefully thought of the words in his mind, and carefully Open to persuade.

It was just her words that were interrupted by Zhang Zhenzhen. Zhang Zhenzhen stared into Yang Mo's eyes and said seriously: "This is my brother's idea. I will unconditionally support all his decisions. This is the case. "

"Okay, I see, I will go to communicate with the bank." Yang Mo took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

Now that the emperor has decided to go her own way, she doesn't want to be a loyal minister who was beheaded for risking her death and admonition. Even if the girl in the future is dead, she can easily change the court.

The ancient emperor could only fight to the death against the enemy, and the ministers under him had so many choices.

Not long ago, a headhunting company approached her and advised her to quit.

It was only because the treatment given by the other party was not much different from her now, and she regarded the future girl as her career, so she refused their conditions.

Looking at the door brought by Yang Mo, Zhang Zhenzhen immediately connected Jiang Lanqing's phone and said with a smile: "Qingqing, you two got up so early, which surprised me!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhenzhen is no longer the arrogant Wu Zetian just now, but an older sister.

Zhang Fan's sister, Zhang Fan's wife Jiang Lanqing's sister.

I don't know why, today Jiang Lanqing blushes especially easily.

First, he glared at Zhang Fan, it was his fault that made himself jokes by sister Zhen Zhen.

Then he took a deep breath, and said in a calm voice as much as possible: "Sister Zhenzhen, Zhang Fan and I are going to go shopping, do you want to be together?"

"Count..."

Zhang Zhenzhen had just uttered the first word of his words, and Zhang Fan's dissatisfied voice came over the phone.

"What counts, we will come to you right away."

Then came the voice of Jiang Lanqing.

"Sister Zhenzhen, it's settled, Zhang Fan and I will come to you right away."

"It seems that I was eaten to death by their couple!" Zhang Zhenzhen sighed in his heart, and immediately agreed.

"To get it."

Hanging up the phone, she got up from the office chair, got up and walked to the window, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds above Rongcheng, which together formed a beautiful and harmonious picture.

Zhang Zhenzhen smiled at the corner of his mouth and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, nothing has changed."

Then he dialed Yang Mo's phone.

"Sister Yang, tell me how to make red bean rice to make it delicious."

Yang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

"The emperor's mood has improved again!"

The last time Zhang Fan, Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Zhenzhen went shopping together was during the Spring Festival. This time is not long, not short.

Jiang Lanqing is holding Zhang Fan in one hand and Zhang Zhenzhen in the other. Today, she is obviously happier than the last time.

Most of the clerk in the girl's store in the future know Jiang Lanqing, but they are also a little surprised at this time. Compared with the very delicate porcelain doll in the memory, she is obviously much more lively today, and her whole body exudes vitality.

Her sharp beauty is mixed with softness, and a touch of charm is added, and it is more moving.

"How about this set?"

Jiang Lanqing walked out of the fitting room and asked Zhang Fan and Zhang Zhenzhen, finally his gaze stayed on Zhang Fan.

Seeing Zhang Fan's fiery eyes, he subconsciously looked away, leaving Zhang Fan with a blushing profile.

Jiang Lanqing is wearing a blue long-sleeved round-neck slim knit sweater embroidered with cartoon panda patterns, and a pair of straight-leg slacks that look thin, tall and pale.

In the past, except for her own home or Zhang Fan's house, she rarely wore such clothes that could highlight her outstanding figure.

Even in the midsummer, she would deliberately dress loosely, but today she does not seem to want to hide her beauty.

Not only at a certain moment, Jiang Lanqing now only wants her to be the most beautiful at every moment, making Zhang Fan reluctant to look away.

Zhang Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Fan's appearance of Brother Pig, stretched out his hand to push his head, and smiled at Jiang Lanqing and said, "Aren't you a dream that you know? Just look at the saliva on his mouth."

"Yes."

Jiang Lanqing also chuckled and nodded, and looked at Zhang Fan and said, "I will wear this suit for the graduation party today. Let them open their eyes and look at your most beautiful and lovely wife in the universe, and envy them to death."

The graduation party of the first grade of grade three was not held in a five-star hotel, but in a small hot pot restaurant not far from the school.

If you have to give a star, you can barely get a star!

There is only one reason why Chen Hua, the monitor of the class, chose to stay here.

Unlike some TV dramas and some urban novels, none of the local tyrants in Class 1 stepped up and said loudly: "Classmates, I will treat you to Tianfu Hotel tonight, everyone.

It's not that there are no rich students, it's just that no one wants to be a fool in the eyes of students and pretend to be a crime.

Everyone has just graduated from high school and has not yet been dyed by the big dye tank of society.

I would rather eat hot pot, drink beer and sing songs in a small shop than go to a tall meal in a proper way.

Without it, it is more comfortable to eat with your own money.

Chen Hua sent another message from the penguin group in the first grade of high school.

"Classmates, I'll do the calculations. Each of us can pay up to 100 yuan. You can give me or Zhu Yuhang the money at the school gate. Zhang Fan will do the same. You can refund more and pay less.

Zhang Fan looked at the phone screen and complained to Jiang Lanqing who had walked out of the bathroom: "What does Chen Hua mean? What do you call me?"

Jiang Lanqing simply wiped her wet hair with a towel, took a mobile phone from Zhang Fan's hand and glanced at the class group, and started her well-founded analysis.