Middle-aged greasy uncle and world-weary girl

Chapter 149 Two people, one of them will do.

The two walked into the market, and the road was crowded instantly. It took only a second before and after, and the crowding was very sudden.

The crowd was surging, and the old aunt next to her was carrying a bag and turned around to look at the dishes. The bag bumped into Zhao Anqing's body. Zhao Anqing didn't have any special preparations, so she stumbled onto Jiang Jun's arm.

Fortunately, Jiang Jun supported his arm, and Zhao Anqing grabbed his forearm, which stabilized his figure.

From bottom to top, Zhao Anqing raised that beautiful face, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Jun shook his head and said with a smile, "It's all right."

When walking again, Jiang Jun would deliberately free an arm to protect a centimeter away from her body, and if someone squeezed over, Jiang Jun would stop her.

It's a little embarrassing that sometimes the strength of the crowd cannot be solved by one arm. Although the arm can buffer most of the force, it is inevitable to touch Zhao Anqing's body, so it looks a bit like hugging mean.

At that time, Zhao Anqing would look back at Jiang Jun apologetically.

"Sorry to trouble you." Zhao Anqing said.

Jiang Jun blushed, and smiled indifferently, a little nervous.

For the same reason, Zhao Anqing was perfect from head to toe, it was just to protect her or touch her body, it was not rude at all.

But because it is too perfect, no matter where it touches, even the shoulders, it creates a beautiful feeling and is so sensitive.

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In this era of rapid social progress, the market is also advancing with the times.

Hawkers will buy a lot of fresh lamps, and these fresh lamps are hung above the stalls.

For vegetable sellers, the fresh light is green, and the light that shines on it is green. Even stale vegetables will be illuminated green, let alone fresh vegetables.

For meat sellers, the fresh lights are red, and the light that shines on them is also red, and the color of the meat looks very bright, just like the meat that just came in.

Jiang Jun made a selection and prepared to pay the bill.

At this time, Zhao Anqing gently pressed her jade hand on the back of Jiang Jun's hand.

Jiang Jun was puzzled, looked at her, but didn't understand what she meant.

Zhao Anqing turned to look at the peddler owner, and said with a smile, "I think the meat at the back is not bad, please cut a piece of that meat."

The meat in the back is not in the fresh light, and it doesn’t look as fresh as the one in Jiang Jun’s hands, but this is just a visual effect. In fact, the meat in the back that is not in the fresh light is the freshest. The meat in the lamp is because the boss is worried that it will not be sold in a few days.

The peddler grinned and said, "Hey, it's all the same, this meat is not as fresh as yours."

Zhao Anqing had a slight smile on his face, but said in a tone of unyielding: "I like that piece, if it doesn't sell, we won't buy it."

There are quite a few butchers around, so there is still some competition.

When the peddler heard Zhao Anqing's words, he could only cut her the meat that was not illuminated by the fresh light.

"Hey, it's all the same, can I fool you?" The peddler was still muttering while cutting the meat.

Zhao Anqing didn't speak, took the meat and paid the bill.

When selling vegetables, they did the same thing. When Jiang Jun finished selecting and wanted to check out, Zhao Anqing pressed his hand on the back of Jiang Jun's hand. Until he finished communicating with the vendor, that cool hand never left Jiang Jun. the back of the hand.

Jiang Jun didn't understand, so he asked Zhao Anqing why on the way to buy fruit.

Zhao Anqing didn't hold back, and directly told Jiang Jun about the marketing routine of fresh lamps.

Jiang Jun suddenly realized, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. Since Zhao Anqing knew it a long time ago, why did he have to wait until he had finished choosing her before speaking?Wouldn't it be easier to tell in advance?
The faint silky coolness on the back of Jiang Jun's hands was still there, his old face flushed again, and he understood.

If it had been said in advance, there would not be such a slight coolness.

Even though I know that Zhao Anqing deliberately designed this place, I have to admit that Zhao Anqing is indeed the kind of woman who is very good at creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

There was a little accident when buying fruits, and the fruits Jiang Jun picked probably weighed more than a catty.

However, during the weighing, the hawker used a behavior of gathering the fruits in the bag, and did a trick at the back of the booth.

At the back of the booth, there is a bag of fruit prepared by the hawker in advance, which is two and a half catties. The hawker took advantage of the blind spot in his vision, put down the fruit Jiang Jun picked, and picked up the two and a half catties of fruit that he had prepared in advance. .

On the title.

Zhao Anqing pressed Jiang Jun's hand again, and the coldness came again.

Jiang Jun looked puzzled, and after all, there is no fresh light here.

Before checking out, Zhao Anqing checked the fruit in the bag again. She didn't expose the hawker's behavior, but jumped out of the bag that didn't look fresh enough, and finally gave the fruit to the hawker.

Jiang Jun saw it, and didn't know anything else, at least he knew the fruit he picked.

Many of the fruits that Zhao Anqing picked out were scarred or not fresh, and those were not chosen by himself, so the appearance of this bag naturally indicated a certain problem.

After paying the bill, Zhao Anqing turned to Jiang Jun and said calmly, "Let's go."

"En." Jiang Jun responded.

Zhao Anqing's attitude shows that it's okay for you to be greedy, but you can't sell us low-quality fruits.

The two left, leaving only the blushing peddler behind.

On the way, Jiang Jun asked, "How do you know he changed the fruit?"

Zhao Anqing walked, with a faint smile on his face, looking a little mysterious.

Jiang Jun looked at her suspiciously, genuinely curious.

Zhao Anqing deliberately didn't speak, in order to let Jiang Jun see her side face at this time, she was very confident in her appearance.

After stabilizing for a few seconds, Zhao Anqing said calmly, "Is it very important?"

"Normal people can't detect this, right?" Jiang Jun asked incredulously.

"Hmm..." Zhao Anqing pursed his lips, and said, "Well, almost, it's really hard for people to notice."

Jiang Jun looked at Zhao Anqing, still interested.

"Want to know?" Zhao Anqing smiled.

"Yeah." Jiang Jun nodded, "This thing needs to be learned, so as not to be deceived."

"No need to learn." Zhao Anqing smiled proudly.

"No need to learn?" Jiang Jun looked puzzled, not understanding what Zhao Anqing meant.

"Two people, one meeting is enough." Zhao Anqing smiled slightly.

At the same time as he spoke, Zhao Anqing gave him a wicked smile, almost giving Jiang Jun the most beautiful look he could have at this time, and then walked forward chicly.

Jiang Jun almost didn't come up in one breath.

It's too flirtatious.

It's so flirtatious.

Looking at Zhao Anqing's graceful back, Jiang Jun didn't know what to say.

You said people like you, right?

He didn't make it clear what he said, and he couldn't be too sentimental. He was so perfect, why did you think Zhao Anqing would like him?
But you said people don't like you?

During these days, Zhao Anqing was always able to create all kinds of romantic atmospheres in the time alone with him, hinting at himself frantically in his conversation, forcing himself to think things in a wrong way.

Jiang Jun closed his eyes helplessly, sinking and sinking, this impetuous heart was finally calmed down.

This woman is too dangerous.

If you don't pay attention, you will fall into it.

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(End of this chapter)