Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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At noon the next day, Qin Guan went to pick up Cong Nianwei, and the two squeezed into the train with luggage. It was just over the peak of the Spring Festival, and the train was almost overcrowded.

When the two of them squeezed into their seats, the iron pen car was already crowded. Qin Guanxian didn't care about that much. After seeing the stitches, he put his luggage away and came to the seat with the ticket.

The ticket purchase location is good, the two seater by the window, and Qin Guan also invited the students who booked the ticket to have a meal.

Qin Guan said a few words to the person sitting on the seat, and they gave up the seat. This is the case when the number of seats is large. Those who have empty seats will sit for a while. When going out, be considerate of each other.

At this time, a package will ask, why not buy a sleeper, but then I will spit on my face, the school only given a hard seat, sleepers have to go to the station to buy.

Who dares to say that I can line up to buy a berth, I won't beat you when I come out.

Qin Guan hung Cong Nianwei and his coat, and intimately let Cong Nianwei hold the two men's bags. From under the small table, he took out the kettle and shook it, empty.

Fu looked at the crowd in the hallway and said to Cong Nianwei, "Are you thirsty?"

Cong Nianwei shook her head. She had seen such a situation since she was a child. The adults cried and the children were noisy. The carriages, corridors and toilets were all full of people.

Until the train slowly left the station, Cong Nianwei didn't wake up. Qin Guan told him a word and took a kettle to swim towards the water heater beside the vehicle.

When Qin Guan finished the water and came back from the crowd, the sweater was already crumpled and sweating.

He didn't care so much anymore, so he took off the pullover.

This is usually what he does on the street, which will certainly cause onlookers, but on the train, who takes care of you, takes off shoes and socks, snorts, and snoring more than his cattle.

Qin Guan folded the sweaters and tucked them into the corner of Cong Nianwei's seat, making her a cushion when she was tired.

By the time the bus passed the first small station, the people in the carriage had settled down and calmed down.

Qin Guan took out an insulated cup from the plastic bag he was eating, threw a little high foam, poured the hot water from the kettle, and when he handed the cup to Cong Nianwei, it became a hot and fragrant jasmine tea.

The two were flirting with each other, and the atmosphere was just right. The passengers on the opposite side groaned and broke the atmosphere.

"Hey, what, boy, I use some hot water." The uncle across the way howled wildly, with the typical loud voice of the Qilu people.

Qin viewpoint nodded back: "It's okay, you can use it." Uncle, he took a thermos and poured half a cup into the large porcelain jar, and took a sip of hot water and asked: "Student? Talk to friends?" "

Cong Nianwei looked at the uncle's cramped eyes, and suddenly blushed. Qin watched Cong Nianwei want to laugh.

A girl who is usually stiff can also blush with a stranger's words. Qin watched Cong Nianwei, with small stars shining in his eyes, and really wanted to kiss.

Cong Nianwei turned his head and saw Qin Guan's dementia. He understood that there was no good thing in his mind. She stretched out **** and twisted on Qin Guan's waist.

Cong Nianwei may have practiced twisting her waist** since she was a child. She put her finger into the side of Qin Guan's waist, where it is easiest to generate a pile of useless fat.

Cong Nianwei took her fingers to crush the skin, so it twisted ~ the scream of Qin Guan's imagination didn't sound-Cong Nianwei didn't twist.

Qin Guan’s recent exercise is too effective. The mermaid line, the small abdominal muscles, are smooth and tight. The twisting method of Cong Nianwei didn’t work. She couldn’t twist it.

Qin Guan didn't know that he had been pinched just now, and he was still silly. The uncle on the opposite side took out a few pairs of poker and asked, "Aren't you playing cards?"

The sage looked again at the only young man in the circle.

Opposite Qin Guan sat a young person, who also looked like a student.

He was holding a thick professional book and reading it in the car. When the uncle asked him, he looked at them with a despise look.

Qin Guan glanced at the book in the hand of the young man, and only saw a few words of mechanical manufacturing. Hey, this is the same profession as his previous life.

Uncle saw that his advocacy did not get a response from the people on the side, and turned around and asked a few in the corridor. The big guy is bored. A dozen hours of driving, a little entertainment is positive and willing, everyone will naturally participate.

The table was too small, so only one person was invited to play the upgrade. It seemed that there were quite a lot of people, and the table was surrounded.

The little brother who read the book looked at Qin Guan with a disdainful look, and then looked down at the book.

When the card is ready, Qin Guan knows that he has run into a master. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei can add up to ten opponents on their IQ, but on the card market, it really is not.

The other party hit k, and Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei only hit 6 grayly. The little brother sitting opposite could not bear it anymore and put the book: "Hey, how can you hit this at this time? This way..."

Cong Nianwei looked at what he said, and said to the uncle's gang: "I haven't been able to play at first, or should I come back again?"

Uncle, they nodded: "OK", so the younger brother rolled his arms, and Qin Guan and his sleeves joined together.

The four men played 2 again. In the next round, the uncle still hit k. Qin Guan’s group was even worse. It was not as good as the original one before hitting 4.

The little brother smiled embarrassingly, threw the card on the table, and explained: "Actually, my level is okay."

Of course it's okay for you. If you look at two cards by yourself, you can certainly give pointers from the side! Uncle watched the two laps and it was not too early. He took out a package of cigarettes from his pocket and swayed towards Qin Guan.

Qin Guan shook his head, but the younger brother on the side was followed by fart, but how did he feel that after playing a pass, the style of the whole brother's painting changed.

After the two had finished smoking, they refilled the pot with water.

Four people are ready for the most important job on the train, eating instant noodles.

At this time, the four people were very familiar with each other. Uncle and Qin Guancong Nianwei came out from one place, and the younger brother was F. He arrived at the station in the middle of the night.

Qin Guan casually asked his brother's major before realizing that it was his fate. The younger brother was Qin Guanxiang's alumnus, but he was only two years older than Qin Guan.

Qin Guan immediately felt a sense of intimacy. The two of them were good to me in less than two minutes, so good that they could wear a pair of pants.

Qin Guan didn't know until he became acquainted with each other. This little brother was a copy of Qin Guan before rebirth. I don't know how to get along with people. So the advantages brought by the good skin pouch are reflected.

As for the uncle, he was even more pitiful. He came to do some things, but he caught up with the tide of returning home. He could only squeeze it home.

When the four people ate instant noodles, the uncle gave a boiled egg, Qin Guan took out the crude ham he bought, and each of them cut a piece. The standard configuration on the train, ham, eggs, and instant noodles are all alive.

After eating the instant noodles, the four men packed up and began to close their eyes and relax.

The night was getting deeper, and the cars gradually became quieter. I could only hear the sound of the blocking of the train moving forward, accompanied by the occasional snoring, which seemed so calm.

Cong Nianwei was too sleepy and was asleep. Her eyebrows curled up with a small pimple, as if she was sleeping uncomfortably.

Qin Guan gently pulled Cong Nianwei's head down from the air and put it on her shoulder, so that she could sleep as comfortably as possible.

Probably feeling that he had a warm dependence, Cong Nianwei rubbed a very comfortable posture on Qin Guan's shoulder and slept deep again.

Qin Guan was painful and happy in such a posture. Cong Nianwei's soft face leaned on his shoulder, and his lips were only a little distance away from her.

Before Qin Guan could wake up from the entanglement, the train slowed down again and stopped at a small station in the middle of the night.

When Qin Guan recovered, the train had arrived at the small station, and the train crew paved the baffle and opened the door.