Cannon fodder stepmother dressed as a male protagonist

Chapter 437 Be brave, let's compete again!

Sun Qing didn't go to the phone booth to make calls for a few days, and when the people around got together at night, they felt that something was missing.

Every time I pass by, I glance at the phone booth.

Where is that lively little girl who loves to act like a baby?
When will that nympho woman come?They still want to hear her talk on the phone. It's so interesting, so embarrassing, but they just can't help but want to hear it!

Sun Qing took Jiang Huai's hand and walked towards the telephone booth step by step.

Jiang Huai's whole body was stiff, and he wanted to pull his fingers back, but he was afraid that Sun Qing would fall out of control, so he was in a dilemma.

"Husband, it's there. I use the phone there to call you every night." Sun Qing "revisited the old place" with a lot of emotion.

"Uncle Tian, ​​is the business going well recently?" Sun Qing greeted the uncle who sells roasted seeds and nuts in a sweet voice.

As soon as Uncle Tian saw Sun Qing, he immediately regained his spirits.

"Well, if you don't come, no one will come here. Come on, little girl, I'll give you two handfuls of peanuts to eat!" Uncle Tian said enthusiastically.

Sun Qing hurriedly waved his hand: "Thank you, I won't eat today, the family is too full."

Uncle Tian: "You can come tomorrow~"

Sun Qing put on me in a tone: "No problem, I want to eat salty peanuts tomorrow!"

Uncle Tian said cheerfully, "Keep it for you!"

Passing by a stall selling trinkets again.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, are you here again?" She greeted with a smile.

Mrs. Zhang quickly took a rubber band and lifted it up: "Here is a rubber band for you to wear!"

Sun Qing waved his hand: "No, no, I have something to do, next time."

Mrs. Zhang had a look of pity: "Tomorrow will definitely come..."

Passing by a place that sells roasted sweet potatoes again
"Uncle Liu, Ma'am, business is good..."

The couple said in unison: "What's the matter, it will be fine if you don't come..."

Sun Qing chuckled.

Jiang Huai was numb when he heard that, needless to say, he could guess what happened next.

Rejecting the enthusiasm of the street vendors one after another, Sun Qing finally took Jiang Huai to the telephone booth.

"Miss Boss, I brought my husband!"

Seeing Sun Qing, the proprietress of the phone booth stretched her neck.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a few days, is your husband really back?"

Sun Qing looked smug: "That's right, are those little girls here?"

The proprietress of the phone booth pointed to the distance with her mouth: "Isn't it coming?"

After speaking, he directly and neatly opened two bottles of orange juice for Sun Qing.

Like an old acquaintance, Sun Qing was not polite at all, gave Jiang Huai a bottle and himself a bottle, drinking while walking towards the little girls.

"Hey, I brought my husband here, hurry up and pay!" Sun Qing was like a gangster, drinking orange juice while reaching out her hand rudely.

Why did Jiang Huai think that Sun Qing had to find out this time, but he didn't expect the little girls to look at Jiang Huai one by one, and the next second, they pursed their lips and took out the money neatly.

"You won this time, we will definitely win it back next time!" One of the little girls said angrily.

Sun Qing snorted proudly: "I'm afraid of you, I'm just a puppy!" "

The little girls looked at Sun Qing unconvinced: "Be brave, let's compete again."

Sun Qing responded generously: "No problem, at this time tomorrow, it's still here, if you don't come, you're a puppy!"

The little girls: "Look who's a puppy!" After saying that, they turned around and left!
As soon as the person left, Sun Qing immediately sighed.

Jianghuai: "..."

Sun Qing said distressedly: "I wanted to collect money in front of them, what are you doing so fast? I won't hit them!"

Jianghuai: If it were me, I would go too!

Don't go, waiting here to make you mad?

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