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Chapter 102 Is This Your Dream?

But this is such a man, cold and handsome, even if he bends down to plant rice seedlings, he is also extremely elegant.

The top buttons of Bo Nan's shirt were slightly opened, and with a slight squeeze, the delicate collarbone was exposed in front of Jiang Tong.

Further down, there are strong abdominal muscles...

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and Jiang Tong finally realized the meaning of this word today.

Her eyes stared at all of Bo Nan's movements motionlessly, and a trace of obsession overflowed from her peach eyes.

After watching quietly for a long time, Jiang Tong secretly took out the phone from his pocket.

Quickly pressed the shutter button and took a few photos of Bo Nan planting rice seedlings.

This kind of man with the smell of fireworks in the world is really handsome.

Jiang Tong sighed, found a stone nearby, and continued to watch Bo Nan transplant the seedlings.

"..."

The time passed by every minute and every second, and suddenly three hours had passed.

After everyone's efforts, a seedling field finally emerged completely.

When Bo Nan appeared in Jiang Tong's eyes again, his clothes were not as neat as before.

There was a lot of mud on the cuffs, especially the legs, which hadn't been cleaned after coming out of the mud field.

Jiang Tong couldn't help snorting a few times, it was the first time she saw Bo Nan like this.

Hearing her laughter, Bo Nan sighed helplessly.

"I heard from the villagers that there is a small stream not far away. Do you want to go there together?"

He made such a gracious request, of course Jiang Tong would not refuse.

After all, she is so concerned about his affairs now.

"Okay." She smiled.

With her consent, Bo Nan walked side by side with her to the stream beside the village.

The creek here is not like the decorative river in the capital.

Extraordinarily cool and full of all the charm of nature.

Sitting on the rock, Jiang Tong patted the water with his feet, unexpectedly asked Bo Nan a few questions.

"Has it always been your dream to be a diplomat?"

After all, she herself grew up in a wealthy family.

People with Bo Nan's temperament are generally either rich or expensive.

Generally speaking, such people will directly inherit the family property when they grow up.

And Bo Nan actually chose to be a diplomat, this career is much more tiring than the procuratorate.

"dream?"

Bo Nan was about to dive into the creek to wash off the mud on his body, but he stopped when he heard Jiang Tong's question.

After thinking for a while, he silently said a word.

"My generation is all in the ditch, but there must be those who look up at the stars."

"Huh!?" Hearing him say this, Jiang Tong's eyes widened in surprise, "Do you like Wilde too?"

What a coincidence.

She especially liked this sentence of Wilde since she was a child.

So every time I write a composition, I will find ways to use it.

Unexpectedly, Bo Nan also liked this sentence.

Bo Nan smiled, and did not intend to deceive her.

"Actually, I also graduated from Hengchuan Middle School."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Jiang Tong was even more surprised.

She looked him up and down, "Are you from Hengchuan? Why don't I have an impression?"

It shouldn't be, a person with Bo Nan's appearance should be very popular in Hengchuan.

But why hasn't she heard of his name...

In fact, what Jiang Tong didn't know was.

At that time Xia Qiao mentioned Bo Nan's name in front of her every day.

Said how handsome he was, and encouraged her to watch it together.

But at that time, she was busy with the creation project of the Haolan Debate Club.

I didn't care much about it, and after the establishment of the debate club, it was busy recruiting new ones and so on.

She even put the matter behind her.

　Ah ah ah ah ah sorry, I was in a hurry to post it just now, I will change it now!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)