I spit on the gods

Chapter 194 Steamed Bun's Kiss
Will you be wronged?She never thought about this problem, she just wanted to simply be with him, climb to the same height as him, and look up at the sky with him.

He will not let her be wronged, she believes in him.

Yu Xiaobao: Don't worry, I have the confidence to go to the end with Yihong.

Having said that, just now they were talking about Bamei, and couldn't help asking him: By the way, has Bamei gone back?

A profiteer who sells steamed stuffed buns: I went to her grandmother's house, and I will go back tomorrow.

Yu Xiaobao: You kissed her, did she slap you?

A profiteer selling steamed stuffed buns: No.

Yu Xiaobao: Did she have any other reactions?
I really want to know how Bamei feels about Baozi. She should react to being kissed by a boy she doesn't know well.

The profiteer who sells steamed stuffed buns: I blushed.

Yu Xiaobao: Blushing!Then she must like you.

A profiteer selling buns: I don’t know her.

The stinky bun, who took advantage of other girls and had a casual attitude, made her a little upset, so she said angrily: What if someone likes you?
A profiteer selling buns: Do you like her?

Yu Xiaobao: Hey, the key is not whether I like her or not, but whether you like her or not. Is it interesting for you to ask me about this kind of thing?

A profiteer selling buns: If you don't like her, even if she likes me, I won't date her.

What kind of thinking is this stinky bun, and I really want to educate him, but I don't know what to say for a while, and I haven't typed out a word after thinking for a long time.

Baozi said again: Don't worry about my affairs, just follow the fate.

Yu Xiaobao: As long as you can think about it, I don't care about you.

System prompt: The profiteer who sells steamed stuffed buns gave you a [decided to fall in love with you] flower bouquet, which represents the flower language [I decided to spoil you for the rest of my life].

What the hell... said angrily: Why did you send flowers suddenly?

A profiteer who sells steamed stuffed buns: I want to spend my money to have a good luck.

Yu Xiaobao: If you want to spread the money, you might as well give me a few big red envelopes as a make up for my birthday present.

System prompt: The profiteer who sells buns will give you 88888 gold coins.

Really... Stinky Baozi seems to be irrational. Could it be that he is worrying about the Eighth Sister?

Yu Xiaobao: Stinky bun, what are you thinking?
A profiteer selling steamed stuffed buns: My eighth sister called me, excuse me.

In the independent dormitory of S University, the lights were very dim, and the 24-inch monitor displayed the game screen of City of Fireworks online, staying on his and her private message windows.

He hesitated for a few seconds, picked up his phone, and connected the call: "Hello?"

——"Woooooo..." There was a low sobbing sound from the other side of the phone, and she cried.

"What's wrong?" His heart trembled for no reason, as if something had pricked him, and he felt a dull pain.

——"My dad's company is about to go bankrupt. He called me just now and told me to marry an old man so that his company would be saved. I didn't want to quarrel with him. This is obviously the plot of the novel , how could it happen to me, it's the 21st century now, how could my dad treat me like this, woo woo woo..."

"Calm down first." Bao Leming was a little speechless to her crying, "Where's your mother? What did she say?"

——"My mother's liver is not good, she was hospitalized, and her medical expenses are also a problem." Speaking of this question, her crying stopped suddenly, "Do you think I must marry that old man?"

"You are only a sophomore, why marry? This matter is not as pessimistic as you imagined. Don't despair so quickly." Bao Leming first comforted her. If what she said was true, he would help her find a way.

After all, he and she are just friends, and his understanding of her is very shallow, and he doesn't know how many of the things she said to him are true and how many are false. He has to verify these to know the truth.

——"I, I..." The person on the phone hesitated for a long time, "Brother Ming, I want to sell my game account, can you help me?"

"Selling accounts?" He frowned slightly, "What are you selling accounts for?"

——"I don't want to go back anymore, I want to find a house here to live in, and work part-time to treat my mother."

"Are you stupid?" Bao Leming was instantly annoyed. "There is a place to live in the school, and you still have to go to school. You really think of society as a big family that you can easily integrate into?"

——"..." The person on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

"I don't know if what you said to me is true. If it is true, I advise you to go back to school tomorrow. Anyway, I have reimbursed you for the air ticket. You can figure it out yourself." He gave her a Good reminder that as long as she can prove her words are true, he will help her figure out a way.

——"You don't believe that I'm normal, hehe..." The person on the phone smiled, "Brother Ming, thank you for always driving my irrationality away, I will go back to school tomorrow, what you said Yes, things are not as pessimistic as I imagined, and things will get better."

"Just figure it out, let's go to bed." He didn't say much, hung up the phone, but couldn't get back to the game.

My thoughts were a little confused, what if what she said was true?He doesn't know how to read a woman's heart, but from that girl's eyes, at least he can't see any hypocrisy.

The picture of last night can't help appearing in my mind——

He carried her unconscious back to the hotel, and the moment he put her back on the bed, his feet suddenly slipped, and he fell on her uncontrollably.

Such a big movement woke her up. Unfortunately, his lips touched hers.

She stared at him with wide eyes, but his heart beat a little faster. He sat up immediately, and when he was about to speak, he saw her face flushed red.

"Sorry." He said sorry in a low voice, stood up and turned his back to her, "It was a mistake just now, I'll go back first."

"Oh..." She didn't say anything, but just responded, and then he left. He didn't know how she would react afterwards.

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Sheng Nasi Hotel, room 1506, Ji Jiji sat by the window blankly, looking at the scenery beyond the 15th floor, his vision was a little blurred.

I picked up my phone, logged on to Weibo, and stayed there for a while, not knowing what to say, and finally said: Can something happen one by one, so I can be mentally prepared.

For the first time in her life, she felt unprecedented helplessness and confusion.

Back in the game, Bao Leming sent a private message to a certain baby: Yu Dabao, I'm going home this weekend, do you want me to bring you something?
Yu Xiaobao: What are you doing at home?
A profiteer selling steamed stuffed buns: Do some formalities.

Yu Xiaobao: What's the procedure?
A profiteer who sells buns: sells cars.

The good little treasure must have misunderstood him to go back and go through other procedures, such as immigration. He said he would never leave her, and he would never leave her in this life.

(End of this chapter)