Chapter 662 (1/2)

Meet a netizen who just met for a few days?

When she's in a hurry?

Don't think that if you help her pay her dues, it's great. Just like her.

But, take other people's hand short!

It's a big deal. She'll pay the dues back!

Cold hum, Mu Qing Huan wrote down the other side's ID, endured the pain of the flesh, and returned the dues with Alipay.

Immediately after that, Mu Qinghuan's vitality was greatly damaged. She fell into bed and cried bitterly. Then she bit the sheet indignantly. The money for a hot pot disappeared if she couldn't say it. Sobbing.

A city: little girl, do you have a crush on me and help me pay my dues?

Qinghuan: I don't want to send you money. Please don't be too narcissistic.

The next second, a pop-up box pops up: congratulations on your successful recharge. Click to upgrade vip2.

what do you mean? She didn't recharge herself!

Is it him again?

Mu Qinghuan really has to accept the local tyrant's posture.

But she doesn't want to be a fool. She just won't pay back the money.

She can't bear to spend money on the virtual network, but once he has a pain in the flesh, and again, he is expected to live in the hospital.

When you can't see it, Mu Qinghuan puts down her cell phone.

Drop by drop

Drop by drop

The cell phone is ringing all the time.

A city: meet me.

Mu Qinghuan just felt ridiculous, and could not help telling him the truth: little brother, it is impossible for me to meet a net friend I just met. I'm sorry that I'm not a casual person. I'm just bored, so I chat with someone on the Internet. It turns out that there are so many boring people, and I'm not the only one, which makes me feel much more comfortable. If you have to find a girlfriend, I advise you to find it in real life, men take the initiative, low vision, the success rate is considerable!

Maybe these educational words really worked, and the other party didn't reply.

”Sure enough, it's a little boy.” Mu Qinghuan didn't care.

After returning home, Mu Qinghuan came in and saw her son sitting on the floor playing with a jigsaw puzzle. She was so jealous that she said, ”son, come and hold your mother.”

”All right.” Staring at the puzzle, heart perfunctory embrace Mu Qinghuan.

Recalling the picture of his son playing with Fengcheng, Mu Qinghuan simply put down his briefcase and carefully picked up a picture, ”son, are you looking for this piece in my hand?”

Heart glanced at the past, and then picked up the Mu Qinghuan foot piece, ”Huhu, finally found it!”

”Mu Qinghuan was embarrassed.

”You're off work today... A little early, aren't you busy?” Seriously asked, ”you usually get off work at seven, now it's six thirty.”