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Three hundred and forty-four: special hobbies

When Zhang Dongjun saw that Ning Zhiyun was going back to the family tonight, she told Ning's father that he was going to visit her, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. "ΩΔbiΔ   Quge was the first time he went to the girl's house to meet his father-in-law. Although he had a girlfriend before, he had no intention of marrying him, let alone meeting his parents.

Ning Zhiyun has also met Zhang Dongjun's parents. As long as Zhang Dongjun can pass the obstacles of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, the matter between the two will be settled.

After chatting with Ning Zhiyun for a while, Zhang Dongjun saw that she had no intention of leaving, so she couldn't help but take out her cell phone and look at the time. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it seemed that her plan to go to Wangyue Mountain was ruined.

However, Zhang Dongjun enjoys this kind of time with his beloved.

After the two finished drinking the coffee, Zhang Dongjun suggested that Ning Zhiyun go to his place to sit and taste the skills of the God of Food in the evening. Ning Zhiyun thought of the delicious food made by the God of Food, and directly agreed.

Back at the rental house, Li Aili and Liu Xue had left. Several other big men played mahjong directly while bored. The calf kept arching the paw with his little head on the bed, wanting the paw to play with it.

Because there were many strangers in the room at noon, Xiao Niu hid under the bed in fear and never came out. When Ning Zhiyun saw Xiao Niu, she was directly made of the cute little thing in front of her.

"Wow, so cute. Zhang Dongjun, is this also your pet?" Ning Zhiyun held the calf in her arms, as if she was afraid that it would run away.

Seeing that Ning Zhiyun likes small animals so much, Zhang Dongjun nodded and said, "Yes, its name is Xiaoniu."

Just after Zhang Dongjun finished explaining, the phone in his pocket rang. He picked up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He thought that it was Editor Liu who called him with another phone, so he hurriedly answered.

"Hey, is it Mr. Zhang? Your express delivery has arrived, and I am downstairs at your stairs. Please come down to sign for it."

When Zhang Dongjun saw that the things he bought arrived, he felt happy because he could cheat the gods and immortals again.

There are many residents in the old city, and unlike the community, there are not many buildings or rooms, and there are no house numbers. The courier every time he comes to the old city, he is like entering a maze, so he can only call Zhang Dongjun downstairs.

Zhang Dongjun hung up the phone and asked Ning Zhiyun to sit here first, go downstairs to get something. Then he got up and went out of the room.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, the courier saw Zhang Dongjun's figure, and even wanted the electric car for delivery. He rushed to him a few steps and grabbed Zhang Dongjun's hand, and said excitedly: "Zhang Dongjun, it's really you. I think it's just the same name and surname."

Zhang Dongjun smiled awkwardly, but unexpectedly, even the courier was his own fan. He said politely: "Brother, can you deliver the courier to me first? There are still customers upstairs."

The courier nodded, let go of Zhang Dongjun's hand, walked to his electric car, took out a large package, and said as he walked: "Zhang Dongjun, I am your fan. Your movie was so handsome. You must sign it this time."

Zhang Dongjun took the package, wrote his name on the receipt, and then said to the courier: "Why don't you want to sign? Is there any paper?"

The courier took off his coat, revealing a white shirt, and said to Zhang Dongjun: "Idol, just sign my clothes and sign a few more so that I can go back and show off!"

"..." Zhang Dongjun didn't expect that the courier guy was an avid fan. In order to meet his request, he picked up a pen and started writing on his clothes.

After writing for a whole minute, I saw that the courier's chest and back were full of Zhang Dongjun's name.

The courier picked up his cell phone with satisfaction, leaned on Zhang Dongjun's shoulder and said, "Thank you, idol, let's take a photo together!"

Zhang Dongjun did not refuse and poses in a position to look at the camera.

After taking the photo, Zhang Dongjun instructed: "Brother, I have satisfied you so many requests you made. I hope you don't announce my residence."

After hearing this, the courier patted his chest: "Don't worry, idol, I'm your loyal fan, I can't do anything like betraying idols."

Zhang Dongjun patted his shoulder, then turned around and walked upstairs.

When he returned to the house, Zhang Dongjun didn't even look at what was in the package, so he threw it on the bed.

Such a large package aroused Ning Zhiyun's interest. She asked in confusion: "Why have you been there for so long? What is it in it?"

Zhang Dongjun walked to the water dispenser, took two glasses of water, and handed a glass to Ning Zhiyun: "Oh, the guy who just delivered the courier was my fan and insisted on pulling me to sign and take photos, so he delayed for a while. It contained it that I bought on Taobao..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dongjun suddenly thought of something and shouted inwardly: "Not good!" Such a large package and so soft to the touch, it should be the women's underwear he bought online.

He was about to put away the package, but it was too late. Ning Zhiyun was tearing the packaging bag open.

A few seconds later, Ning Zhiyun looked at the bed of female underwear, looked at Zhang Dongjun with a murderous look, pointing to these underwear and gritted her teeth, "You pervert! It turns out that you have this kind of hobby, and you still buy so many!"

The few people who were playing mahjong heard Ning Zhiyun's lion roar and all looked at Zhang Dongjun.

The little Taoist shook his head and said with gloating expression: "Brother, you are sick. You need treatment! I know a psychiatrist. I will give you his business card in a while. If you tell me that my Buddhist name will be much cheaper."

Erdeng folded his hands together and agreed, "Oh Amitabha Buddha, emptiness is color and color is emptiness. The little donor should ask me to recite a Guanyin Heart Sutra for you to remove the filthy aura in your heart."

In the whole room, only Erlang Shen and the God of Food knew the use of Zhang Dongjun buying so many underwear. The two did not explain it to him, but covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Zhang Dongjun pointed to the group of people who were taking advantage of the situation and quickly explained to Ning Zhiyun: "Zhiyun, don't get me wrong. I've been doing a micro-business recently, um, it's a micro-business. You have to believe me, I really don't have a hobby in this area."

"WeChat? Are you cheating? You haven't been on WeChat, okay?" Ning Zhiyun also wanted to believe Zhang Dongjun, but in a blink of an eye, there must be a problem with a big man buying so many kinds of women's underwear.

Zhang Dongjun had no choice but to open the Tianjie Qidian Mall. Fortunately, Wenquxing set a transaction record, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain.
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