Xia Shuo swagger

Chapter 58 Sea King?

"This is the chocolate that has been eliminated..."

"That's chocolate too."

Zhao Huanxi corrected it solemnly, and clapped the "evidence" in his hand.

"The most widespread act of expressing goodwill in this world is sending chocolates and flowers."

"...Whatever, anyway, if there is no one, there is no—"

Xia Zhaoyao waved his hands helplessly, and directly gave up and continued to explain.

Anyway, she and Qin Shuo are both innocent, it doesn't matter how others gossip, as long as she has a clear conscience.

"The chocolate is confiscated, everyone share it together - whoever talks too much will not be allowed to eat it!"

She glared at the few girlfriends who were eager to fight, and said angrily.

"I'm taking a nap, don't leave it for me, just finish eating."

After speaking, Xia Zhaoyao began to take off his clothes, skirts, shoes and socks, and hung them up to dry.

Hot pot is delicious, but it is too easy to get the smell on your body.

There was also a class dinner in the evening, so she hurriedly took advantage of the afternoon to dry it on the balcony to let off some smell.

Otherwise, when the classmates gathered together at night, she would be somewhat embarrassed by the smell of hot pot.

Ignoring the people below, Xia Zhaoyao groped and climbed onto the bed, just about to curl up under the quilt and have a good rest for a while.

"Luo Luo, is the account of Huantang Wanshiwu house clear today—"

At this moment, there was a chattering sound from below.

Oh, it should be Senior Sister Tangtang checking the accounts.

As the former chief financial officer of Huantang Wanshiwu, she has not completely handed over the work to Luo Junyao.

In any case, there is still a huge sum of money lying in the account of Huantang Wanshiwu, so it can't be sloppy.

"Well, there are only two receipts today, and the one over there--"

"What about the amount? Is the client's information registered?"

"Yes, some—"

Luo Junyao replied quickly, and the prompt sounded when the computer screen woke up.

"Senior, look, the client is Qin Shuo, and there are two sums..."

"Well, your entry is wrong—"

Tang Qingying said, the clicking sound of the mouse and keyboard could be heard faintly from below.

Tang Qingying seemed to be operating directly at Luo Junyao's computer.

"Look, two payments, 188, 333."

"This commission is at the same time, and it must be counted when you build the file."

"The details must be clear, but the entries must be written on the same side, so..."

Crack, clap, and a few clicks of the keyboard and mouse.

"No, it's clear now!"

"The client Qin Shuo, the client Xia Zhaoyao, the transaction amount is 521—"

"Wow, five-two-one—"

"That's right, that's right, it's actually May Two One..."

The voice below became louder obviously, as if deliberately trying to let someone hear it.

Especially Zhao Huanxi's voice, it's almost contrived as if she was filming a Hong Kong and Taiwan romance drama.

unacceptable--

Xia Zhaoyao couldn't bear it anymore and sat up from the bed.

"Hey! Sister Huanxi, the amount of 333 is what you said!"

"I just suggest, suggest to mention the price, for example, 222, 333..."

Zhao Huanxi raised her head innocently, looking at Xia Zhaoyao with a head protruding from the edge of the upper bunk bed.

"Besides, our Huan Tang Wan Shi Wu is originally a love consulting company, auspicious number, isn't this normal?"

"It's just a bookkeeping, what are you in a hurry for? Unless—huh?"

Zhao Huanxi snorted meaningfully, and looked at Xia Zhaoyao.

Compared with a certain old oily boy who is about to graduate, a certain little dangling's knowledge is still a little too shallow.

Sure enough, facing Zhao Huanxi's anti-client, Xia Zhaoyao's voice froze, and he hesitated for a long time.

Xia Zhaoyao was not stupid, he was stunned for half a second, and then he came to his senses.

Most likely, Zhao Huanxi still wanted to match her and Qin Shuo.

This is a sinister serial trap!

"You can say whatever you want, anyway, Qin Shuo and I can't—"

Xia Zhaoyao shrank himself into a small space under the quilt, pretending not to hear the laughter from below.

What five two one, what chocolate——

Speaking of...

Xia Zhaoyao curled up under the blanket, and suddenly thought of something.

Just now when she and Qin Shuo were at Niushan Old Hot Pot, Qin Shuo ordered Yuanyang Hot Pot.

Before leaving, the boss said that he chose the highest salary, what's going on?

I didn’t notice it at the time, but now I think about it—the owner of the hot pot restaurant is an authentic hot pot fan, so is there anything special about mandarin duck pot?
Xia Zhaoyao entered "Huaijiang, the highest treatment, mandarin duck pot" in the search bar of her mobile phone's Baidu... Confirmed.

The top search result is a joke that seems somewhat irrelevant.

[The highest etiquette for entertaining friends all over the country:]

The information marked in red is: Huaijiang people said, "Mandarin duck pot is mandarin duck pot."

There is a note at the back - if a Huaijiang person is willing to order mandarin duck pot for a friend, it means that he really cares about this friend.

Is there such a saying?
Xia Zhaoyao muttered silently in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't talk about this matter when I was "interrogated" just now.

Perhaps the old hot pot has blinded the attention of the seniors, and the stories in the hot pot restaurant have been briefly mentioned.

If she knew about this matter, she would probably still be in the "interrogation" of her love - don't say anything innocent.

According to Zhao Huanxi and Tang Qingying's gossip and brainstorming, they may have already started discussing what name she and Qin Shuosheng's fifth child should choose.

but……

Love entrustment, 521, mandarin duck pot, chocolate...

Although reason told her that most of these were coincidences or deliberate planning.

What about Zhai Shuo?Whether that perverted and lecherous guy really didn't know, or he was just teasing himself along the way.

But he clearly admitted who his "goddess" is at the beginning, and the registered ideal type is completely opposite to himself.

If there is a one-in-a-million possibility that Zhai Shuo is teasing her intentionally or unintentionally...

Isn't that a scumbag with two legs? !
Lustful Neptune? !
Ah, it seems even worse and more annoying to think of it this way!
Xia Zhaoyao was thinking about it in a daze, and unconsciously fell asleep holding the phone under the covers.

In the dream, Xia Zhaoyao felt as if he had woken up.

The class dinner has begun.

She was burning her hairy belly at a table.

Qin Shuo suddenly walked towards her holding a taller than a person's pure dark chocolate, and holding a large handful of red roses in his hand.

Just when Xia Zhaoyao shyly stretched out her hands forward with her hairy belly thrown in the chopsticks, a big fishing net suddenly covered her and dragged her to the side.

Han Mengxi appeared out of nowhere, hugged Qin Shuo's arm with a smile, and then the oversized pure dark chocolate and roses in Qin Shuo's hand also fell into Han Mengxi's hands.

The two stood side by side, like giants, looking down on Xia Zhaoyao who was struggling in the fishing net.

"You're a fish, fat fish... you should eat Ferrero..."

Qin Shuo's voice became high-pitched, like a girl, or an eunuch holding his throat.

Xia Zhaoyao felt his whole body trembling with anger, he tried his best to jump on the ground, trying to break free from the fishing net, and slapped the couple with his tail fiercely to death.

Snapped!
"Go to hell! Scumbag!"

Xia Zhaoyao roared angrily.

The big net was broken, and she sat up all at once.

pat-

There was a disturbing knocking sound not far away, and something rolled on the ground several times.

Xia Zhaoyao looked around angrily, and found that she was still on the bed in the dormitory, and the big net was just covering her quilt.

The dormitory was empty, and the other three went to nowhere.

As for that unsettling smack...

Xia Zhaoyao's eyes fell on the lonely and familiar little pitiful girl on the floor, this is...

The girl's eyes gradually changed from bewildered to panic and heartache.

"Ah, my phone!"

(End of this chapter)