Chapter 278

When Xiang Meng received Censhang's voice call, he was already on his way to the apartment.

President Sheng changed the meeting time to evening, and the location was also set in a high-end club, so it was obvious what he was thinking.

It doesn't matter to Xiang Meng, she came here because of the mentality of breaking up, and the location is the same no matter where she is located, but being in the company will affect her performance even more.

When she received a call from Cen Shang, she was a little surprised, but then smiled.

"You miss me so soon." Xiang Meng said shamelessly, "We've been separated for less than five hours."

Cen Shang took a breath and replied, "Yes, I miss you, I miss you very much."

"How much do you think?

Cen Shang glanced out of the window twice, and then said: "It's like the clouds that are constantly surging, like the smudged ink, like the dewdrops in the early morning gradually evaporating in the sun.
Thinking of it, it's out of control. "

What a 'out of control', Xiangmeng people are gone.

She opened the car window and muttered word by word, like a child who just learned to speak, stiff and childlike: "Really, this, what, thinking, ah..."

"Yes, I really think so."

"Then reward you for coming to see me now, okay?"

"I can't wish for it." Cen Shang squeezed the phone, lost himself in Xiang Meng's gradually willful tone, he likes Xiang Meng, and he likes her sly and playful appearance the most.

To use the more popular words of contemporary netizens, his disease is called self-abuse.

But he was happy, no matter if it was masochistic or not!

"What time is it over? I'll pick you up." Cen Shang couldn't help but lighten his voice, and Xiang Meng said dumbly, "Are you really planning to come back?"

"Yes." Cen Shang replied: "On the way, because I wanted to see you, so I came back."

Regardless of trekking mountains and rivers, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles.

Xiang Meng couldn't describe his mood very elegantly at the moment.

There is only one sentence in her head, which is what Xiang's mother often said to scold her in her previous life.

I was as happy as eating a fart.

Xiang Meng thinks this description is very appropriate, although she doesn't understand why eating farts makes her feel happy.

Moaning and hung up the phone, she slapped the driver's seat back hard.

"Cen Shang is a little strange today, isn't he, he actually said he missed me.

Hehe, he is usually the type who can't make a fart with three sticks, but now he is saying his own words without money, isn't it strange?
But it's also exciting! "

Guo Feng ignored it and continued driving.

After returning to the apartment, Xiang Meng happily opened the door, and was suffocated by the smell of fresh ink in the room.

Taking a closer look, I found several large cardboard boxes stuffed into the living room at some point, and the smell of ink came from those cardboard boxes.

Xiang Meng approached and glanced at the sender, petrified on the spot.

This fucking magazine is actually the magazine she bought, the one that she photographed with Cen Shang last time.

In order to make noodles for Cen Shang, she ordered a full three thousand copies, but only after the pre-sale was over did she realize that Cen Shang didn't need her to make noodles at all.

Top stream's appeal is unimaginable. With just two teaser pictures, the magazine has bought hundreds of thousands of copies, which made Xiang Meng tongue-tied for a long time.

Later, she forgot about it, and she didn't expect the magazine to arrive so soon.

Dazed, Xiang Meng pulled Guo Feng to work together, trying to free up the living room.

There was no place to put them, so they dragged Guo Feng and put the magazines in the kitchen.

Anyway, she didn't fire: "Give you two boxes."

At the end of the move, Xiang Meng said very generously: I will help you move downstairs. "

"Why do you send me to sell waste paper?"

"Of course it is to let you appreciate my brother Cen's demeanor, and to improve your own taste by the way."

If you believe in you, there will be ghosts, Guo Feng said angrily: "I don't need to improve my taste!"

"you need to."

"It's up to you and Cen Shang to improve the taste. Why do you need magazines?" Guo Feng is not fooled, so he doesn't want to be a trash can, and only collects things that Xiang Meng doesn't want.

And Xiang Meng couldn't find Bei right away after being complimented, she agreed very much: "It makes sense, you face me and Cen Shang every day, you don't need magazines to improve your taste, then go ahead and throw the kitchen for me."

Guo Feng:.
In the end, he still has to work, what the hell is going on with him!

(End of this chapter)

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