Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 96 Nicotine's Redemption
Zeng Wenjie got up early again the next day and took a look at the busty girl lighters on the table. There were only a few left.

In order to keep the Zippo that Mu Qingyang gave him, he must buy another dozen today.

All boys love this thing, not to mention the hot stickers on it, they will love it even more!
Not only did his three roommates take his lighters, but even the boys from the next dormitory who came here to look at the study materials would not forget to take one or two back with them.

He still went to the playground to practice pull-ups, arm extensions and other exercises to strengthen muscle size and endurance. After the training, he called Mu Qingyang.

She has been practicing driving these days and is a little tired, so she doesn't get up so early.

"I just got up and am washing my face and brushing my teeth!" Mu Qingyang was talking on the hands-free mode, and then a "gurgling" sound was heard.

"Oh... It's cold this morning and there's a bit of drizzle. Just stay in the dormitory and I'll bring you breakfast. Come down and get it later!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"No need, there are plenty of snacks." Mu Qingyang whispered.

"I'll bring you some big steamed buns." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

When Mu Qingyang heard it was steamed buns, his eyes lit up, and then he said cautiously: "But... I seem to have become more addicted to eating chili peppers recently. I'm afraid I'll finish the whistle soon!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Don't worry, I'm going home this weekend and will bring you another can when I come."

Mu Qingyang immediately agreed: "Okay! Okay!"

Zeng Wenjie chuckled and said, "You're welcome!"

Mu Qingyang hung up the phone in a hurry, fearing that he would be scolded.

"Hey, Mumu, can you please stop torturing us single nobles? It's too much to call Zeng Wenjie so early in the morning!" Ouyang Yun sat up from the bed and said sleepily.

She stretched lazily, revealing her beautiful girlish figure and a rather impressive bust.

Mu Qingyang muttered softly: "It looks like a big steamed bun!"

Then, she waved her fist in protest, "I'm single too!"

Ouyang Yun sneered and said, "Even a dog can see that Zeng Wenjie is interested in you, and we can also see that you are interested in Zeng Wenjie."

Mu Qingyang's face flushed red, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "No... no, we are just good friends and classmates!"

Jiang Yu lazily turned over at this time, resting his chin on the railing of the bed, and said: "Ouyang, you are wrong. Zeng Wenjie is obviously affectionate even when he looks at the dogs on the roadside."

Niu Fangfang suddenly felt less sleepy and said, "I agree with what Xiaoyuer said. Mumu, you must be more reserved. Although I admit that he speaks very nicely, is handsome, and can do all kinds of pull-ups, don't forget that he is also very coquettish!"

"Still being extravagant!" Ouyang Yun added.

"Still cheap!" Jiang Yu sat up and added another characteristic.

Ouyang Yun smiled and said, "Alright, alright, stop talking. Mumu's mouth is puffed up like a balloon! If you keep talking, she'll beat you up."

Jiang Yu said, "With Mumu's weak character, how dare she hit someone? I'll control her!"

Mu Qingyang said angrily: "I...I have a black belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu!"

The three roommates couldn't help but laugh.

The dormitory was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Mu Qingyang's face flushed red, and she really wanted to say that Zeng Wenjie was thrown down by her, but if she did, these three people would definitely ask her about it, and she was not very good at lying, so she would not be able to explain herself clearly!

When Zeng Wenjie went to the cafeteria to buy steamed buns, he met Cao Feng again. This guy also bought a few steamed buns.

"Ha, you're imitating me, right?" Cao Feng couldn't help but sneer after seeing Zeng Wenjie.

Because he also saw the steamed buns bought by Zeng Wenjie, and the two of them went to the girls' dormitory together to deliver breakfast.

Zeng Wenjie nodded seriously and said, "Brother Cao is a role model for my generation. I should strive to learn from him! Steamed buns are great. They're clean carbohydrates and give me energy. I have to eat steamed buns." Cao Feng sneered and said, "You've only imitated the basics, not the essence."

Because of Chu Qingbai, Cao Feng has always been very hostile to Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie didn't care about these guys who ran away from Gotham at all.

Chu Qingbai walked out of the dormitory building with a resentful look on her face, and then saw Zeng Wenjie and Cao Feng standing outside the railing, which made her slightly stunned.

"Why are you here?" Chu Qingbai asked.

"He's here to imitate me! Breakfast, here you go." Cao Feng reached in from over the railing with a cool look on his face and handed over a steamed bun.

I don’t know if it’s because Zeng Wenjie was watching from the side, but this scene really looks too much like being in prison!

Chu Qingbai finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and with a sullen face, he said, "Cao Feng, I'm warning you, if you come to bring me breakfast again, and you bring me steamed buns, I'll block your QQ and phone number!"

"If someone didn't know me, seeing this, they'd probably think I was in a detention center!"

"You bastard!"

After a barrage of curses, ending in dialect, Chu Qingbai turned around and left.

Cao Feng was struck by lightning, and his hands froze on the inside of the railing.

Zeng Wenjie almost broke down and took a few deep breaths to stop himself from laughing out loud. Otherwise, Cao Feng would have lost face.

"What does toad skin mean?" Cao Feng, who is from the north, did not understand the dialect of Shancheng City.

"Well... I guess it means that you are a frog prince in toad skin, which is a kind of encouragement of being disappointed in others." Zeng Wenjie responded seriously.

Cao Feng weakly withdrew his hand. He felt that Zeng Wenjie was lying to him, but he had no evidence.

Zeng Wenjie patted Cao Feng's shoulder and said, "Girls like to eat steamed buns. If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you, old Si Ji...well, Chu Qingbai may just be tired of eating them!"

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and gave it to Cao Feng.

"Forget it, Qingbai doesn't like the smell of smoke." Cao Feng stretched out his hand to block it and refused.

Zeng Wenjie wanted to laugh again. Oh my god, the old driver secretly smoked by himself and then said he didn't like the smell of cigarettes, right? Then what was he smoking? Was he lonely?
Cao Feng said with a look of self-admiration: "I have decided to quit smoking for her! Since I met her, I haven't smoked a single cigarette."

As he spoke, he looked at the cigarette in Zeng Wenjie's mouth and swallowed his saliva.

At this time, Mu Qingyang came downstairs trotting. She was wearing a gray sweatshirt, black sweatpants and white sneakers. Her clothes were still loose, but the black-framed glasses on her nose were a big plus, outlining a sense of relaxation and literary style.

"Here, your steamed bun." Zeng Wenjie handed it over.

"Thank you!" Mu Qingyang took it happily and held it in his arms. The steamed bun was still warm.

Seeing that Zeng Wenjie's cigarette was not lit, Mu Qingyang asked tentatively: "Can I light a cigarette for you?"

Zeng Wenjie handed her the lighter without thinking, and then moved his mouth forward.

Mu Qingyang lit the lighter, stretched out her pretty white and tender little hand, and lit the cigarette with the flame. After closing the lighter, she returned it to Zeng Wenjie.

If there was a high-definition camera recording this scene, it could be named: "Nicotine's Redemption."

It's simply art.

Cao Feng was stunned and couldn't help but take a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, almost choking to death.

(End of this chapter)