I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 92 Chen Qingshan, go pick someone up for me
Tuesday afternoon.

The boss lady Zhu Zhu informed Chen Qingshan that he could come and pick up the computer.

Zhu Zhu did not inform Chen Qingshan by phone, but through WeChat.

In 12, Weixin was still in the ascendant. Many people regarded Weixin as a substitute product of Penguin.

Among Chen Qingshan’s classmates, there was no one who played prestige.

Even Ren Jingyun has no prestige.

Zhu Zhu registered WeChat early, at the end of 11. She didn't play Penguin often, so she tried to search on WeChat using Chen Qingshan's mobile phone number. Unexpectedly, she could actually find it.

Added friends immediately.

Zhu Zhu’s official account name is Yisuo Yanyu, and her profile picture is a photo of Zhu Zhu wearing Hanfu.

You can’t tell that Miss Zhu is a Hanfu lady.

Although 12 is only 24 years away from 12, Chen Qingshan feels as if the past is a different world.

Just like now, WeChat has just exceeded 2 million users, and almost no one of my peers uses this software.

Similarly, Hanfu was a niche clothing style in 12 that could not be more niche.

The Hanfu in Zhu Zhu's avatar is the kind of costumes used in ancient costume dramas. It is far less detailed than the ones in later generations, such as the Warring States robe, horse-faced skirt, and skirt...

Although the style is a bit rough, it cannot resist Miss Zhu's natural beauty.

Just like Aunt Jing's uniform OL is unique, Miss Zhu's ancient costume is equally unmatched. The elegance and nobility are truly pleasing to the eye.

In terms of prestige, the two didn't talk much.

Chen Qingshan said that Zhu Zhu was his first good friend at Wei Xin, and Zhu Zhu politely said - it's an honor.

Then they started talking about getting the computer on Wednesday, and after a few formal words, nothing else happened.

Chen Qingshan looked through the circle of friends of this beautiful woman in cheongsam and found that she was a literary young woman. She would share her reading experience in the circle of friends, and occasionally share her own casual photos, such as flower buds about to bloom in the early morning, or the sunset in the summer sky. There was no photography technology to speak of, but the composition and artistic conception were quite good.

There are also other photos of Zhu Zhu wearing Hanfu in the circle of friends.

Chen Qingshan liked the photo of Hanfu and commented, "Forgive my low cultural level. After racking my brains, I can only come up with two words - good-looking. If I have to use three words to praise it, it would be - really good-looking. If I must add an interjection in front of it, it would be 'TMD'."

12’s circle of friends is just a circle of friends, where he shares his daily life without too much pretense.

After a while, Zhu Zhu replied with a "Thank you (shy emoticon)".

Then he asked below: "What does TMD mean?"

Chen Qingshan told the truth: "Fuck it."

You are the kind of beauty that can make a man burst into swear words. Although the words are rough, they are the highest compliments.

The two of them chatted back and forth, and when there was nothing to talk about on WeChat, they started chatting on WeChat Moments.

Chen Qingshan looked at Zhu Zhu's other circle of friends and found that this beautiful woman in cheongsam was not as simple as he imagined.

In her circle of friends, there is a photo of the opening of a mobile business hall, the name is also [Mingzhu], and the words No. 99 are clearly written in the lower right corner of the door.

Now he is truly a truly beautiful and rich man.

The flower language of steel wool is forbearance and wealth.

Aunt Zhu Zhu, I can do anything.

Wednesday.

Chen Qingshan and Wu Nuanyan went to the store to get the computer. Zhu Zhu was also in the store.

There was still not much communication between the two, just normal courtesy between shop owner and customer.

After coming out of the store, Wu Nuanyan took Chen Qingshan's arm and whispered, "Qingshan, there's no one at home now."

Wow! What are you waiting for?

I have long wanted to play without restraint in the warm boudoir.

The girl's room was indeed fragrant, the bed was big and soft, and the white quilt was really comfortable to sleep in. After hanging out until two or three in the afternoon, Chen Qingshan lifted the warm and fluffy quilt and began to get dressed.

"Are you leaving, Qingshan?" Nuannuan was lying in the quilt, leaning sideways on her elbow, holding the quilt with her other hand to cover up the beauty.

The reluctance between her brows, the moist lips, and the half-exposed smooth shoulders made Chen Qingshan angry.

He crawled in from the end of the bed.

I like Nuan Nuan's little boudoir very much, so I'll give her a small reward.

Before leaving, Chen Qingshan took away the two trash and the torn packaging box from the trash can.

In the eyes of her parents, Nuannuan has always been a good baby.

Back at the company, Cheng Yao was no longer surprised by Chen Qingshan's absence from work. Ren Lu didn't say anything, and as a small receptionist, how could she control this living god?

It's just that Chen Qingshan is not around, I'm just a little bored, no one to talk to. It doesn't matter, Chen Qingshan, just be happy.

Only this time...

"Chen Qingshan, why do you smell so good?" Cheng Yao sniffed his nose and asked with a pair of pretty eyebrows.

"Is there?" Chen Qingshan sniffed and found nothing unusual. Perhaps he had stayed in Nuannuan's room for too long and his sense of smell was tired.

Really, why would a girl's room smell so good? It's so easy to give her away!
"Sister Yaoyao." Chen Qingshan called out.

Cheng Yao was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qingshan said slyly: "I just went out and learned a magic trick. Believe it or not, I can hug you without using my hands."

"You don't need to hold me with both hands? Then how do you hold me? Just rub against me?" Cheng Yao, the naive and innocent girl, said innocently.

"Don't believe it?" Chen Qingshan said with a cunning face, "Let me show you this. If I win, I will eat braised boneless pig's trotters tomorrow. If I lose, I will give you 100 yuan."

Cheng Yao was angry and amused, and said, "If you want to eat braised pork trotters, just tell me. Why are you beating around the bush?"

"Don't worry about it. I'm changing. Stand up." Chen Qingshan said angrily.

He looked like a little kid who was angry and embarrassed because his secrets were exposed, and he was particularly cute in Cheng Yao's eyes.

He stood up cooperatively and said, "Alright. I want to see how you can hug me without using your hands. If you win, I'll make you a boneless pig's trotter. If you lose, I'll also make you a boneless pig's trotter. Ah..."

Just as Cheng Yao was speaking, Chen Qingshan hugged her tightly in his arms, rubbed her hard, and laughed: "I lost."

After saying that, he took out 100 yuan from his trouser pocket and placed it on Cheng Yao's desk.

Until this moment, Cheng Yao's mind was confused. She thought Chen Qingshan was craving for boneless pig's trotters, but she didn't expect that Chen Qingshan was craving for her tofu.

You rascal, you filthy bastard! Cheng Yao whimpered, her face instantly flushed with shame, she raised her hand and fist, lightly hitting Chen Qingshan on the shoulder, and said in shame and anger: "Liar, you big liar."

All he got in return was Chen Qingshan's increasingly rampant smile.

He took out another hundred, hugged the money tightly, and said shamelessly: "I lost again."

After finally calming down the shy Yaoyao, Cheng Yao said angrily, "I don't want to cook for you anymore."

Chen Qingshan immediately leaned over and begged, "Sister Yaoyao, I was wrong. If I don't eat the food you cook, I will die."

Just one sentence made Cheng Yao soften her heart. But she still pouted and muttered, "Who told you to bully me?"

"Chen Qingshan, what are you doing?"

Ren Jingyun's cold voice came from behind, which scared Cheng Yao, but Chen Qingshan still looked shameless.

He replied: "I am trying to save my job."

Crazy! Ren Jingyun threw the car keys to Chen Qingshan and said, "Chen Qingshan, go to the high-speed rail station to pick someone up for me."

"Who to pick up?"

"My college classmate..." Ren Jingyun was talking when she suddenly frowned and asked, "Chen Qingshan, why do you smell so good?"

(End of this chapter)