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v34: Worried about being poor(2/2)

"Hello..." Qianqian opened the touch screen keyboard and said a faint greeting, "Good morning."

"Are you up?" Moyao Mingya-Zuimo, who was sitting in the car, parked the car outside the community and looked at the room belonging to Qianqian from a distance.

Qianqian held his cell phone between his legs and opened the closet door, holding clothes in his hand.

"Well, I just got up."

"I'll wait for you downstairs. Come on, let's go have breakfast together."

"Oh, give me ten minutes."

"Well, there's no rush."

"It'll be ready soon." Qianqian said and threw the phone on the bed.

I picked up the clothes I took out from the closet, a T-shirt and short jeans.

He grabbed the mobile phone that was thrown on the bed, picked up the bag hanging on the wall, and put on the sneakers placed by the door.

Qian Qian opened the door, closed it suddenly, and walked quickly to the elevator.

As I hurried downstairs, I saw the bright white sports car in the distance.

After taking a look at the sun outside, Qian Qian trotted over directly.

Qian Qian opened the car door and apologized a little embarrassedly.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just called you when I was almost downstairs. I just arrived now."

Mo Yao Ming La - Zui Mo turned the steering wheel, turned to the body of the car and drove out.

"What to eat?"

"porridge."

I usually eat these things in the morning, otherwise I cook myself a poached egg.

"I'll take you to eat porridge." Mo Yao Ming La - Zui Mo said, stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

The car stopped at the place where he had lunch last time, and Qianqian took a look at the private club.

The last time I had a meal, I ate so many zeros. Will it happen again this time?

"Well, just find an ordinary place and eat casually."

This meal only costs a few cents, and I feel a little numb just thinking about the money.

Mo Yao Ming Lao - Zui Mo smiled faintly and reached out to unbuckle Qian Qian's seat belt.

"Don't worry about starving me. The food here is pretty good. I think it's all what you like to eat."

"But……"

There are a lot of things that she likes to eat, but when she sees the prices on them, no matter how much she likes to eat, she doesn't dare to say that she likes to eat.
Chapter completed!
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