I'm really not a scumbag

Chen Jun also chose two sets of clothes, one of which was a coat, and one of Chen Ling’s was a couple’s outfit.

The style is slightly different, but it is indeed a couple’s outfit.

“These four sets, how much is the total amount?”

Chen Jun asked people to pack their clothes and asked casually.

“Sir, seventy-six thousand and three hundred in total!” The female clerk is smiling, and it is good to meet atmospheric customers, and she is generous.

“Well, swipe the card.”

“Okay!”

The female clerk went to prepare.

When the others walked away, Chen Ling quietly said, “Jun Chen, don’t pretend, are you going to run away?” ”

“Run away?”

Chen Jun laughed out loud: “I said, I have made some money recently, well, what I earned from stock trading, not much, a few hundred thousand, enough for the two of us to spend today.” ”

“Hundreds of thousands!” Chen Ling exclaimed.

It’s not that there is enough money, but the identity of Chen Jun, an ordinary college student, not a rich second generation, but can earn hundreds of thousands, which is surprising.

“Do you still speculate in stocks?”

Chen Ling closed his mouth again.

Well, the scumbag used to know calligraphy, guitar and singing, and now one more stock trading skill is not a thing.

“Alas, after being abandoned by you, I was discouraged, so I went to learn to trade stock futures and made a sum of money step by step.” Chen Jun shook his head and sighed.

“Bah, it’s clear that you scumbed us, why did we abandon you!”

Chen Ling took a sip.

Stinky and shameless, obviously they were found splitting legs, and they were not allowed to break up?

Swipe your card, pay, and walk away.

The two entered empty-handed, and each came out with a large bag.

“Why buy me clothes, I don’t lack them.”

Chen Ling was carrying two bags, and his heart was awkward and anxious.

Give her a gift of tens of thousands for no reason!

“You’re my girlfriend today, what’s wrong with my boyfriend giving gifts to my girlfriend.”

Chen Jun pierced her mind and said with a smile: “Continue shopping, and then go buy something else.” ”

“I don’t want…”

A few hours later.

Chen Ling had more bags in his left and right hands.

After shopping around, all the things that Chen Jun thought were suitable for Chen Ling couldn’t help but buy them.

Halfway through, the two went to a high-end restaurant to finish lunch, as an authentic foodie, Chen Ling ate until his stomach was propped up, still glancing at other people’s tables.

“You bought me so many things, how can I bring them back.”

“Sister Xiaoyu and Qingyu will definitely ask questions when they see it, it’s a pity to lose things.”

“Oops, the troubles are dead.”

Chen Ling was naturally satisfied with every gift, but there was no way to bring it back to the bedroom.

Chen Jun smiled and said nothing.

Why buy a bunch of gifts for Chen Ling?

Because he has other plans.

“Let’s take the things back first, put them away, come out for a meal later, and then watch a movie together.”

Chen Jun carried out the next plan, and without waiting for Chen Ling to refuse, he had already stopped a taxi on the side of the road and pushed Chen Ling into the car.

“Where are we going?”

Chen Ling said depressedly: “Don’t go back to school…”

“Well, not going back to school, I know there’s a place to put things.”

If he went back to school, Chen Jun’s plan below could not be carried out, and the fool would go back.

The car came to the community where Chen Jun rented a house.

“I rented a house here, put things away first, watch the movie in the evening, come here to get things, and I’ll send you back.”

Chen Jun walked ahead.

Chen Ling hesitated and followed.

Rented off campus?

Go up later, lonely men and widows, dead scumbags if they dare to mess around….

Do you want to resist?

Chen Ling entered the elevator nervously.

“Arrived.”

Chen Jun stepped out of the elevator, and Chen Ling followed.

Pull out the key and open the door.

Chen Ling entered the house curiously and looked at the house.

Open and bright, large area.

This house, the rent after a month is definitely not low.

“Things are put on the sofa, this point is just right to go out to eat.”

Chen Jun took the package in Chen Ling’s hand and threw it on the sofa at will.

Chen Ling walked around the house.

“There’s the bedroom, this side is going to be a guest room, and as for the one here, it’s my studio.”

Chen Jun pushed open the door.

Usually make handicrafts, or practice calligraphy and painting, all done in the studio.

“There are so many things, so messy…”

Chen Ling noticed many details.

For example, on a table, there are many gadgets, drawings, supports, tweezers, cutters, and so on.

On the other table, there are paper, ink and pen, but there are many picture frames stacked on top of each other next to the table.

I don’t know what he usually works here?

Chen Ling tentatively asked, “Can I go in and take a look?” ”

“Yes.”

Chen Jun gestured to clean up.

Tap-Tap!

Chen Ling stepped on the floor and entered Chen Jun’s personal studio.

There was a relatively strong smell inside, the smell of wood, and some other pungent smells.

That table of tools knows at a glance that it is used to make something, and it looks professional.

Chen Ling glanced at it quickly and saw several drawings stacked on top of each other, which were obviously pencil drawings with clear lines.

Plan?

She picked one up and looked at it for more than ten seconds, making sure it was a design drawing.

“The last design drawing I made a gadget.”

Chen Jun explained.

“Oh oh…” Chen Ling was calm on the surface, and deep down he was surprised.

Very neat and neat design drawings, can it be, scumbags will also design by hand?

She put down the drawing and went to the other side.

Approaching another table, his gaze was immediately drawn to the neatly stacked picture frames on the floor.

Ink painting, sketch painting, oil painting!

Hey?

Chen Ling’s entire attention was attracted by an oil painting.

“It’s familiar.”

She muttered.

Take a look, can it not be familiar.

On the screen, it is she and two other roommates.

The characters are eight or nine points similar to the three people, either standing or sitting upright, with a shallow smile on their faces, very expressive.

“It’s all … Did you draw? ”

Chen Ling was shocked this time.

I was shocked by that oil painting!

In fact, the level of ink painting is above oil painting, but the protagonists of oil painting are them.

The feeling is indescribable.

Photos can never capture the agility of the eyes.

In the oil painting, her eyes seem to be able to speak, her smile is shallow, and the sun outside the window shines on her cheeks, like an angel.