Mr. Chi's thousands of pets

Chapter 373 You won't even eat the shells!

Chapter 373 You won't even eat the shells!

The bus stopped, the doors opened, people got on and got off.

On a whim, Song Jiayu also got into the car and dropped two coins.

Listening to the arrival notification sound on the car along the way, I feel extraordinarily calm...

"Yecheng No. [-] Middle School is here, please get off at the back door!"

A mechanical female voice sounded, this was the last stop of this bus, and the rest of the bus were students in school uniforms.

Song Jiayu got out of the car with the group of students.

This time it's not as easy as last time to enter the school, there is no school uniform, no student ID card, and the security uncle won't let you in...

Then, she went to a shop selling sugar-fried chestnuts, bought a pound of chestnuts, sat on a small chair outside, and ate them.

It's still early, and she's bored when she goes home, so she might as well stay outside enough before going back.

The chestnut seller was afraid that Song Jiayu would be thirsty, so she poured her a cup of hot tea.

After a while, she ate a bunch of chestnut shells in front of her, but she still couldn't get enough of it...

With a shake of his hand, the chestnut fell to the ground, and Song Jiayu bent down to pick it up.

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The moment he lowered his head, a pair of black men's leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of him.

Song Jiayu threw the chestnuts he picked up on the table in front of him, and continued to peel off one.

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Jian Mingzhuo was already used to Song Jiayu's attitude.

Not caring about her ignorance, he directly pulled out a chair and sat in front of her.

The two sat quietly for 10 minutes without saying a word to each other...

In the end, Song Jiayu couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and said annoyedly: "Boss Jian, are you so free? Sit here and watch me peel chestnuts?"

Jian Mingzhuo folded his hands, propped his chin, and looked at Song Jiayu quietly.

"Jiayu, you are too stingy... There are so many, and you don't give me any of them?"

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Song Jiayu rolled his eyes at him, put the chestnut shells on the table into another paper bag, and took out a wet towel to wipe his hands.

Still want to eat chestnuts?No shells are left to you!

"Is Boss Jane still short of the money to buy chestnuts?" Song Jiayu said sarcastically at the beginning.

Jian Mingzhuo smiled lightly, "I bought it myself, and it's different from someone else's gift... of course!"

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Song Jiayu curled her lips, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat. She got a little angry from eating chestnuts, her mouth was dry and her throat was sore!

Seeing Jian Mingzhuo, my brain hurts.

Song Jiayu: "What's wrong..."

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The phone on the table rang, and Song Jiayu looked at the caller ID, startled.

Why does Chi Yu meet her with other men every time she calls?
【Hello? ], Song Jiayu responded softly.

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

Chi Yu: [Where are you? 】

... As expected, he came to investigate the post.

[At the gate of No. [-] Middle School in Ye City, the aunt who sells chestnuts is here, eating chestnuts...]

Song Jiayu put away the chestnuts and was ready to leave next.

The phone fell into dead silence again...

[Okay... there is another unrelated person. 】

When Jian Mingzhuo heard the words "irrelevant personnel", Jian Mingzhuo's expression changed.

But Song Jiayu didn't care about him, he didn't even look at him, his fingers were hooked on the rope of the clothes bag, and he went around and around...

【I bought you a dress, come back and try it on...】

Chi Yu finally spoke, 【Remember my size this time? 】

The corners of Song Jiayu's mouth rose, and the smile in his eyes was about to overflow.

【Of course... I'm so smart. 】

Chi Yu: [Don't think so, I won't count it as the meeting between you and Jane today! 】

(End of this chapter)

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