Chapter 1641

Seeing his reaction, Song Lingling was puzzled: "Isn't it your stepfather?"

"My stepfather?" Yijun smiled, walked over, and played Song Lingling on the forehead: "You have a big brain."

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Gerry is his stepfather, and Yijun raised his lips: "The one who delivered the clothes is not my stepfather, he is my father's driver."

"Hey..." Song Lingling exclaimed: "Your father hired another driver, so you are not the young master of a rich family? Are you working part-time to experience life?"

"Eating is also an experience of life." Yijun sat down on the sofa and opened the midnight snack. It was fried pigeon.

Four of them are placed neatly, very fat, and the skin is fried golden. When you look at it, you will increase your appetite and want to eat!
Song Lingling swallowed while folding the skirt, it smells so good!

She used to buy a very small raw pigeon in the market for 40 yuan. Jing Yijun has four such big pigeons in the box, and she must not be able to buy one for 40 yuan, and she is familiar with it.

A box of late-night snacks costs a few hundred yuan, how can you look like a poor boy?
People in the school, do you have any misunderstanding about the word "poor"?
"I'll eat two, and you can eat the other two, it's delicious." Yijun said.

As soon as you smell this smell, you know that it comes from the cooking skills of your aunt.

"You can eat what your father gave you." Song Lingling said.

"Usually two are prepared for me, but tonight I have four. Don't worry about the other two being just for you." Yijun picked up a pigeon, leaned on the back of the sofa and began to eat slowly. He raised his eyes and looked at the pigeon. Looking at Song Lingling: "It's really delicious. My aunt made it. It's a blessing to be able to eat the dishes cooked by my aunt's mother."

It turned out that his eldest aunt did it, so the one just now was his uncle?
Song Lingling sat down beside Yijun, looked at him and asked, "Jing Yijun, have you told your family about the fact that I shared the rent with you?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Yijun turned his head, blinked his dark eyes, and looked at Song Lingling puzzled.

"It's just sharing the rent with my classmates, and I don't need to tell my family. Even my uncles and aunts know about it. Why do I have the feeling of... cohabiting with my girlfriend?" Song Lingling blinked.

"You can feel this way." Yijun said.

"..."

"Song Lingling, what do you think of me?"

"hansome!"

"Have you considered looking for a boyfriend like me?"

Song Lingling looked at Yijun very seriously: "No! Because I never thought about finding a boyfriend at all!"

"I've thought about finding a girlfriend like you." Yijun looked her in the eyes, and his tone was calm, unable to tell whether it was serious or joking.

Hearing this, Song Lingling was startled, she stopped putting on disposable gloves, she turned her neck stiffly and looked at Yijun: "You don't like me, do you?"

"Do you think it's possible?" Yijun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Am I pretty?" Song Lingling blinked.

"I choose a girlfriend as long as I feel happy with her. She doesn't need to be beautiful or smart. The most important thing is that my parents like her."

"You can't be Bao Mama's boy, right?" I don't want such a man as a gift to her. Such a man is not filial, has no opinion, is useless, and is useless.

Yijun glanced at her coolly: "Eat the pigeons."

Will he be Bao Mamao?
Does he look like Bao Manan?

Although……

His parents said that he and Song Lingling had a fate, and this fate was drawn by the iron box.

Such a magical thing as the iron box must be cherished due to the fate it draws.

(End of this chapter)

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