Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 265

Holding the fragrant girl softly in his arms and half lying on the back of the soft sofa, John Qin stared at the ceiling silently, constantly thinking about when to return to the dormitory.

Wait another minute, or half an hour? Damn it, let’s talk until eight o’clock, yo, how come it’s half past nine in the blink of an eye.

John Qin still had no idea of going back to the dormitory, so he quietly watched the night outside the window gradually falling.

Nancy Feng's figure is very good, exquisite and graceful, soft and bouncy when pressed against her body, and her fresh and elegant fragrance makes people intoxicated.

John Qin couldn't bear it and could only pretend to be dead.

As a result, the next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then he immediately opened his eyes, and saw Nancy Feng raising her little face that was huddled in his arms, with a little drool on the corners of her lips, shining under the light. .

"Nancy Feng, are you a vampire?"

"I am a farmer uncle."

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John Qin touched his neck, his fingertips were slightly slippery: "Holy crap, where did you learn to grow strawberries?"

Nancy Feng looked at him with smart eyes: "Sister Daisy Ding taught me."

"On the night we went to the farmhouse? No, didn't you say you didn't learn anything good?"

Nancy Feng felt guilty, but still said confidently: "I just didn't learn how to do it, so I didn't succeed."

John Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at her seriously: "Good friends can't smoke this thing."

"But Daisy Ding said that good friends can do it, and said that those who dare not do it are not considered good friends. John Qin, I want to be a good friend with you for life."
John Qin was dumbfounded for a long time, thinking that Daisy Ding was really not a cheap person. He didn't expect that she had buried such a big surprise for herself: "That bitch didn't say a word of truth in her mouth. Do you still believe her?" mine?"

The little rich woman said a little coldly: "I believe you, but I think Daisy Ding is right."

"If she's right, why didn't you succeed?"

"John Qin, why didn't I succeed?"

John Qin was silent for a long time and then said: "I remember when I was eating Baidu, this thing is not bitten out, but you have to bite a little and then suck it."

Nancy Feng was dumbfounded for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and gently bit a bit of his flesh with his teeth.

In the next few minutes, John Qin felt pain after pain, and saw the lovely joy and eagerness in the beautiful eyes of the little rich woman.

"That's it, she seems to have learned it, but I still have to go on TV tomorrow..."

John Qinsheng looked at the ceiling helplessly, like a beautiful boy who had been ruined. He couldn't resist and could only enjoy it.

It wasn't until ten o'clock, when the night was extremely dark, that John Qin finally came to life, pinched her best friend's pink face, took her out of his arms, and hurriedly sent her back to the dormitory.

Under the night, the little rich woman stood at the window upstairs and waved goodbye to John Qin, and then returned to the dormitory with a cold and cute expression.

"Nan Shu, why are you so happy today?" Gao Wenhui looked curious.

"I learned something good today."

Nancy Feng sat on the edge of the bed, with a cold and cold expression, and a slightly arrogant look.

At the same time, John Qin returned to the dormitory holding his neck, and happened to meet Charles Cao's eyes looking out the door.

"Lao John, what's wrong with your neck?"

"You're too pretentious and you'll get pinched." John Qin said calmly.

"I just said, don't always pretend to be cool when it's okay. It's very dangerous. That is to say, if I can tolerate you, who else can tolerate you?"

Charles Cao was chatting with Daisy Ding. He didn't see the shape clearly, so he was full of sarcasm and coaxing, looking like a senior.

John Qin didn't say anything, just took a small mirror and got into bed, and then looked at it for a long time through the dim dormitory lamp, thinking that the little rich woman was really cruel to his friendship.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

After getting up, Jeju Wu Yanzu got up quietly without disturbing his roommates, and then quietly entered the bathroom. He found that the stamp Nancy Feng had given him had not gone away, and was even more obvious.

He took out his mobile phone and searched on Baidu, and the result was that the Internet said that it would take three to five days for strawberries to fade.

It seemed that he was going to be interviewed this afternoon, but he couldn't blame the little rich woman. Everyone knew that 207 was a moral depression. Even an old stubborn like Professor Yan couldn't handle it. How could you expect a stupid little rich woman to do so.

"Why are you so handsome? Even Nancy Feng can't control you. You're so damn handsome!"

John Qin pointed viciously at the man in the mirror, his expression full of hatred that iron could not turn into steel.

At the same time, in Interview Room 101 of the Guangdong Education Center, Gu Chunlei and the students from the radio station were busy organizing the largest mobile classroom.

This classroom is used to record group events such as choruses and competitions. Because it is very large and difficult to clean, it is not often used. Instead, the smaller one on the second floor is more commonly used.

But because this time several mainstream media outlets in Linchuan wanted to conduct a joint interview with John Qin, there might be a large number of people, and each company's equipment would have to be arranged on site. The venue was obviously too small, so Gu Chunlei asked the students to come over and clean up the classroom.

After a while, 101 was cleaned up, and it always looked like it had bright and clean windows.

More than a dozen male students at the radio station breathed a sigh of relief, squatted in the corner and began to rest.

"We are having such a big battle today, who are we going to interview?"

"John Qin from the School of Finance is the boss of Zhihu and Pintuan."

"A college student entrepreneurship project has so many media coming to it. Isn't it too exaggerated?"

"I heard that the tour group business has become big in the city, and even leaders at all levels in Linchuan City are alarmed."

"Oh my god, isn't it just a group buying website? It's neither a physical manufacturing industry nor a high-tech industry, right?"

"For a city, the economic cycle is more important than anything else. The emergence of group shopping has just activated the market economy of Linchuan City, and the leaders of Linchuan City are like a treasure."

"Damn it, are you so knowledgeable?"

"I know a lot about it."

"Then what you said is true?"

"I also heard what Director Gu said when he called just now."

Several students at the radio station were drinking water and chatting when they suddenly saw a girl in a white dress walking in.

She is very tall, about 1.67 meters tall, with long, silky hair dyed flaxen. Her shawl hangs down, her skin is white, and her nose is straight. She looks very artistic.

Seeing the girl walking in, the boys who were leaning against the wall all stood up. Some straightened their collars, some pulled the folds of their clothes, put away their playful smiles, and began to strictly control their expressions.

There are those who lean over the window sill and look out the window, there are those who lean against the wall with one hand in their pockets, and there are those who lean over and pull their necklines. The shapes are very different and each is chic.

"The station flower is here, and it's still as dazzling as a pearl."

"If it weren't for the station attendant, I would have asked for leave today. It's worth the price."

"Today's standing beauty is wearing a white dress again. It's killing me. She is truly a goddess and artistic. She deserves to be the number one school beauty."

Just as the students in the classroom were talking a lot, another person came behind the door. He was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white T-shirt and a vest, with sunglasses on the back of his head, and a bunch of milk tea in his hand.

As soon as they entered the door, the well-dressed boys began to hand out milk tea.

Director Gu, who was sitting on the chair, had a cup, the senior sister of the reporter station had a cup, and the two friends of the reporter station had a cup. He handed the last cup to the reporter station girl with both hands.

Seeing this scene, the boys around him couldn't help but tilt their mouths to the back of their ears.

"Damn it, this Yao Junjie is such a bastard. Ever since he recorded a reading program last time, he has been delivering milk tea to the station ladies every day. It's absolutely disgusting."

"Who makes Mr. Yao's family rich? We can't envy him anymore."

"If you have money, you can buy them for us. If you don't buy them all, then you're a rich second generation!"

"It makes sense. I, Wang Dazhi, despise him."

But at this moment, everyone saw Bai Yueguang from the radio station waved his hands and actually refused the delicate man's milk tea, which immediately made the boys from the radio station standing in the corner sigh in relief.

Damn it, you are such a bastard, you actually want to chase our station beauty, dream on you!

But what makes the boys at the radio station feel strange is that the station girl doesn't seem very happy today, she always loses focus suddenly, and her smile looks forced.

But before they could delve into the reason, interview vans drove in one after another at the gate of East School.

Some of these cars have the logo of Linchuan TV station, and some have the logo of Linchuan People's Livelihood. There are also Linchuan Daily, Linchuan Youth Daily, Linchuan Finance, and Financial Eye, all of which are mainstream in Linchuan. several media outlets.

Seeing this scene, Director Gu got up from the sofa, called everyone out to greet them, and helped reporters and photographers carry equipment.

A camera was brought in, and it was very heavy. A soft light was brought in, and it was very heavy. A female reporter was also very heavy when held up, but the students would not be hugged if they wanted to.

By noon, the entire joint interview room was finally decorated.

Director Gu of the Guangdong Education Center stretched his waist and couldn't help but feel a little sore. He said to himself that dozens of people had been busy all morning just for John Qin. No student at Linchuan University has ever received such treatment since its establishment. .

Preparing for the wedding is really tiring.