Chapter 129

Jiang Pan Yu picked his eyebrows and said, "if you want to talk about money, my brother is also very rich, and my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law's family is the richest man in Jiangcheng. Do you know that?"

High school students all know her family background. She has shown off more than once, which is what she is most proud of.

"Song Xiaoman, your husband is indeed the richest in Beicheng, but your song family... Cough, it's more than a little bit behind."

A while ago, the news on the Internet that the young master of the Qin family married the Song family was also searched on the microblog.

The Song family used to be a small company, but now it's said that it's closed down.

"So, your husband is slightly inferior to my brother, you have to admit that."

Staring at Jiang Pan Yu's complacent face, song Xiaoman walks up to her, embraces her in both hands, and laughs: "Oh, your brother is the one I saw at the police station last time?"

Jiang Pan Yu nodded and mentioned his brother. His face was full of pride and worship, and his eyes were full of stars: "mm-hmm, yes, that's my brother, my brother."

"Super handsome, right?"

Song Xiaoman suddenly takes out his mobile phone and opens a photo, which is a super close-up of Qin Shinan's face.

She took this secretly the other day while he was asleep.

Jiang pan didn't know what to say, so he said, "who, isn't this your husband? Why don't you show me what he's doing?"

She doesn't want to see it.

Song Xiaoman chuckled: "yes, this is my husband, the most beautiful man in the north city. Let me take a closer look."

"Your brother's ordinary appearance, ha ha, oh, I can't remember what your brother looks like."

Jiang Pan's tone was gnashing his teeth: "Song Xiaoman, you insult my brother! You are really, really disgusting

"You say my brother is mediocre? Do you have eyes? Do you have eyes? Your husband, this is called good-looking? I'll run to the road and grab a bunch of them. Believe it or not

"Song Xiaoman, do you want to be shameless? My husband talks about it all day. I'm afraid others don't know that you have a husband. It's really bad manners

Song Xiaoman is suddenly silent.

Jiang Pan said: "why don't you talk?"

"Nothing to say, I'm going to train." Song Xiaoman light smile, "by the way, tell counselors, someone is deliberately pretending dizzy, is to be lazy."

"Defeat, badness, wind, Qi!"

"You, you"

Jiang pan language pulls song Xiaoman: "you stop, don't go."

She curled her mouth and softened her tone: "don't tell the counselor that I'm really uncomfortable. If I continue to stand, I'll definitely get heatstroke and I'll die!"

Song Xiaoman pulls Kaijiang Pan's hand: "it's OK not to tell the counselor. You take back that sentence."

"Which sentence?"

"My husband is a little inferior to your brother."

Jiang Pan's mouth is pursed and his eyes are full. He is really a psycho. Do you have to fight with her!

Song Xiaoman raised his chin slightly, and a momentum appeared in his eyes: "I tell you Jiang Panyu, my husband is stronger than your brother, better looking than anyone, and more powerful than anyone else. In the future, he is not allowed to say that he is not good at all, including that he is old, or I will never finish with you."

"..." Jiang Pan Yu is so angry, but she can't argue with her any more. If she really tells the counselor, it's not good.

"I know. If you don't say it, don't say it!" Jiang pan language barely lowered her head, who let her want to be lazy!

After that, song Xiaoman went back to the playground to continue training.

At sunset, after another day of training, everyone returned to the dormitory after dining in the restaurant.

Yin Lele goes to the bathroom to take a bath. Gao Mu goes to the public pool to wash clothes. At the moment, there are only Jiang Pan Yu and song Xiaoman in the dormitory.

Jiang pan language cough, aiming at Song Xiaoman: "that, thank you, didn't tell the counselor. What... Song Xiaoman, just think I owe you a favor, and I'll pay you back later. "

"If you don't find fault, I'll thank God." Song Xiaoman gives Jiang Panyu a fake smile.

"I said Song Xiaoman..."

Jiang Pan Yu suddenly pulled the chair over and carefully looked at Song Xiaoman's face: "is there something wrong with your brain? Otherwise, why do you want others to think you are a fool? "

"And your husband, does he know you're pretending?"

"When are you going to put it on?"

"Song Xiaoman, do you hear me? I'm talking to you."

Song Xiaoman gets up and goes to the door, obviously unwilling to pay attention.

"Where are you going?" cried Jiang pan

On the playground at night, the cool wind blows. Song Xiaoman and Tang Xi sit on the track.

"Manman, are you not fighting with Jiang Pan Yu?"

"Song Xiaoman sighed:" how so unlucky, but with her together, really unhappy

"But the other two roommates are fine."

Gao Mu is always quiet. He doesn't talk much and likes reading books.

And Yin Lele is very talkative and pleasant, but he doesn't have a bad heart.

"Well, me too. A few girls in our dormitory are very congenial."

"Xiaoxi, you can't forget me when you have a new friend. In the future, we will have lunch together every noon. We will always be best friends."

Tang Xi's eyes were stunned for a few seconds, vaguely sour: "full, do you really regard me as your best friend?"

"Of course."

Tang Xi took song Xiaoman's arm and gently put her head on her shoulder. She said with a smile, "man, me too. You will always be my best friend."

"Xiaoxi, your cell phone rings." Song Xiaoman reminds a way.

Looking at the strange number on the screen, Tang Xi directly broke it. Her fingers slightly grasped the mobile phone: "it's a harassment call. Don't answer it. It's too late. Let's go back to the dormitory. "

"Well, good."

When song Xiaoman returned to the dormitory, Jiang Panyu rushed to her with a strange smile: "Song Xiaoman..."

"What, what?"

Jiang Pan Yu pointed to song Xiaoman's desk: "where have you been? You didn't take your mobile phone just now."

Song Xiaoman suddenly alert, immediately put the mobile phone in his hand, this person is not peeking, right?

There are unread messages on the screen.

She ordered it——

Someone sent a wechat half an hour ago: is it ready?

After a few minutes, I sent another one: don't you have a video tonight?

Just five minutes ago, I sent another one: full, let my husband see you.

After reading these words, song Xiaoman's face quickly warmed up, although it was not explicit.

But compared with his previous replies, the content of the dialog box surprised her.

Jiang Pan Yu covered his mouth and snickered: "no wonder someone took a bath last night and didn't come out after a long time. It turned out that he was taking a bath live..."