The first favorite of rebirth: Mr. President, borrow a marriage

Chapter 706 Doubt that Qiqi is not Luozheng

Fortunately, Jiang Musheng took care of Tang Feifei since she was a child, which naturally included buying clothes, which was not a difficult task.

It's just that Luozheng, that is, Jiang Qiqi, used to wear famous brands, so she might not like the clothes sold here.

However, if it is used for changing and washing, it should be fine.

Qiqi nodded obediently, and verbally agreed: "Okay, I'll be here, waiting for my little brother to come back."

Girls like this are really not generally well-behaved, especially likable.

Jiang Musheng smiled slightly, rubbed the top of her hair, turned around and took the umbrella, and was about to go out.

At that time, it was already afternoon, and it could still be seen faintly through the side window. The misty rain outside was hazy, although it was still daytime, the scene could not be seen clearly.

Because of the summer, usually at this time, it is the time when the sun is westward and the mountain has not yet set.

Qi Qi watched as the young man held an umbrella and opened the door to leave.

Inexplicably, the apex of my heart trembled, and I suddenly got up, ran to the young man's back, and hugged him heavily: "Little brother, you are so good-looking, give me a name, you are the first person I like. You Remember me, remember me well, don't forget me, okay?"

Jiang Musheng frowned, feeling that there was something in the girl's words, meeting Luozheng again, she had always been so unbelievable.

It was as if Luozheng and Jiang Qiqi were really not the same person.

Turning around slowly, he looked down at the girl with gentle eyes: "Qi Qi, what silly words, I will never forget you, never will."

"Pull the hook?"

Qi Qi stretched out her little finger, her childish manner was full of cuteness.

Seeing this, Jiang Musheng was stunned, Qi Qi was already urging him, and even went straight down and hooked his little finger: "Hurry up, hang yourself on the hook, and you can't change it for 100 years."

Xu wanted to curry favor with the little girl, Jiang Musheng leaned on her, and lightly added: "Lian Lian, you and I will meet for a hundred years. Whoever dies at 97..."

Before the words were finished, Jiang Musheng stopped suddenly, feeling inappropriate.

After all, this sentence is not an ordinary agreement, but originated between lovers, which seems a bit ambiguous.

However, if he didn't say anything, Qi Qi was naturally unhappy, and asked with her mouth pouted: "What else, little brother, continue to talk, huh?"

Jiang Musheng smiled helplessly, and reached out to pat the girl on the shoulder: "Qi Qi, don't be naughty."

When the words fell, he would let go of his hand, turn around and walk out the door.

At the next moment, Qiqi was caught off guard and stood on tiptoe, pressed the young man's shoulder with her palm, leaned forward suddenly, and kissed the young man's cheek.

Although, it is just superficial, it is shocking enough.

At the same time, Qiqi's eyelashes trembled slightly, she hooked the young little finger again, and said the following words: "My little brother, if anyone dies at the age of 97, he will wait for three years on the bridge..."

After finishing her sentence, without waiting for Jiang Musheng's response, the girl turned around suddenly, walked through the small living room, and entered Jiang Musheng's room.

Just now, Jiang Musheng confessed that if he was sleepy, he would go to his room to rest.

At the door, Jiang Musheng couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, waiting to react, the girl had already entered the room and was out of his sight.

Touching her cheek with fingertips, there seemed to be a little bit of residual warmth, combined with the girl's gestures, it was quite unbelievable.

"Luozheng..."

Suddenly, Jiang Musheng opened his mouth and called out the name, full of complexity.

In an instant, the youth didn't loosen his brows, but frowned even tighter, as if he was thinking about something.

No, no, she's not Luozheng!

In my mind, suddenly enlightened, such a possibility emerged.

Even though she looks like Luozheng on the surface, whether she is in fact or not, I really can't be sure, and my heart is entangled in a thousand times.

At the end, the young man murmured another name: "Qiqi, Jiang Qiqi."

Is she the Luozheng in memory, or the brand new Jiang Qiqi?
……

In the bedroom, Qiqi looked at Jiang Musheng's room full of novelty.

Clean and tidy, just like a young man, it makes people feel deeply comfortable.

Qiqi went to the window, she was not in a hurry to go out, she knew in her heart that she was a little exposed, Jiang Musheng was probably suspicious.

However, it doesn't matter, suspicion is just suspicion, there is no evidence in the end.

Soon, I watched the young man go downstairs, opened a black umbrella, and walked in the clear rain.

Vaguely, as if he had a tacit understanding, he stopped and turned around, looking up at the upstairs.

Across the distance, Qiqi didn't know that he couldn't see himself clearly at all, so he turned around and disappeared in front of the window.

It wasn't until the young man walked away again that he slowly walked out.

Qi Qi had a complex expression, she stretched out her hand to caress her lower abdomen, and slowly grasped it with five fingers together, as if she was talking to herself: "Little brother, you are so kind, how can this be done?"

Going to the bedside, lying on the youth bed and rolling, smelling the faint scent of youth, Qi Qi narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

Soon, she got up, first smoothed the wrinkles on the bed, then took out the remaining cash from the bag, and neatly placed it on the young man's bedside.

Then, Qiqi left the room, passed by Jiang Wan's bedroom, carefully opened the door, saw that the person was still sleeping, and then quietly closed the bedroom.

Carefully opened the door, Qiqi went out and closed it, trying not to make any noise.

Of course, before you go, pull out an umbrella and bring it with you.

When going downstairs, he happened to be unbiased and ran into a middle-aged woman. Jiang Musheng had already met her when he carried her upstairs when he just arrived here.

She loves to gossip and has the heart to be a matchmaker. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a gossip.

Just like at this moment, she looked at Qi Qi, recognized the same, stepped forward and smiled like a flower: "Hey, isn't this Xiao Jiang's girlfriend? It's only been a day, why are you leaving in such a hurry..."

Originally, Qiqi didn't want to talk to her, but when she thought of something, a light flashed in her eyes, and she slowly smiled back.

"Auntie, I want to inquire about something..."

Next, Qi Qi fully confirmed her conjecture that this woman is a gossip... From her mouth, Qi Qi got almost all the information about the Jiang family.

As a result, he hated the Tang family more and more, and had an idea in his mind.

"Little girl, you look unusual in your clothes. Are you from the city? It's not my aunt who doesn't speak well of Mu Sheng. Take a look at Mu Sheng. Except for a face, the family is poor and white, even if you are admitted to college. What's the use? If you want me to say, it's better to drop out of school early and come back to find a family to be a door-to-door son-in-law..."

This middle-aged woman, nicknamed "Aunt Cui", loves to visit each other to pass on messages, and occasionally acts as a matchmaker.

Originally, her impression of Qiqi was that she felt that it was not three or four. How could ordinary girls in the city fall in love with Jiang Musheng?
Fortunately, Qiqi wanted to make a cliché, to give Aunt Cui a little favor, and she not only told everything she knew, but also acted like a nice person.

Qi Qi looked disgusted, her eyes flickered coldly, and finally ignored her.

(End of this chapter)