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0245 Condolences(2/2)

"This is not convenient." Lin Qiang scratched his head.

"It doesn't matter to me, you still have to show off?"

"Okay, no shit."

The two bought some takeaway on the way and returned to the dormitory.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw everyone in the business hall huddled in their small living room, and the whole room was steaming.

Lin Qiang was stunned, and then he realized that the others did not go their separate ways, but bought various dishes and meat separately, and cooked a large pot of shabu-shabu soup waiting for the two of them to return.

Zheng Shuai came over and hugged Lin Qiang: "Okay! OK! Wenjun just walked for a long time and you came back with Xiao Xiao!"

"Haha..." Lin Xiaozao came over with her cell phone and took a photo at the stunned two people, muttering, "I'll send it to Wenjun now."

"Xiaozao! Xiaozao, why are you doing this? Xiaozao!" Lin Qiang cursed with a smile.

For a moment, everyone started to make jokes about sausage and formed a piece again.

Before I knew it, the current Longyuan Business Hall already has a homey smell.

On the other side, there was a chill.

There was a table of simple meals in the restaurant box, and sat in the center and stuttered casually. Qin Zheng and Yuan Guankui were on the side.

Cheng Quan leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling, and said indifferently—
Chapter completed!
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