Just as Wang Qingcheng was thinking hard, Zhang Maomao came.

Wang Qingcheng hurried over and opened the door. When he saw that it was Zhang Maomao, he was stunned, "I heard that you are not well yet, I'll come and take a look!"

"No, it's just that I can't sleep well, I miss you too much!" Wang Qingcheng looked at Zhang Maomao with his waist.

Although the two of them are high school classmates, they have never seen each other for so many years, so they say they are not hiding each other!

"Come here to treat me?" Wang Qingcheng was so excited when he saw Zhang Maomao take the initiative.[

"I'm hungry, come here to find food!" Zhang Maomao looked at her kitchen.

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Wang Qingcheng looked at Zhang Maomao incredibly and asked in surprise: "Do you have no food for your family that big?"

"I like to eat outside. It's too serious to eat with my elders. I have my own life!"

"Wow, I'm really a rich son-in-law who has been through the journey. This is in line with your habit of hard work!"

"It's okay, do you have anything to eat here?" Zhang Maomao opened the refrigerator, took out some vegetables, meat, and eggs and walked into the kitchen. After a while, Wang Qingcheng smelled the faint fragrance in the kitchen, and looked at Zhang Maomao's cooking in a confusion.

"He really knows how to cook?" Wang Qingcheng asked in confusion. He smelled the fragrant smells, and his stomach that had been lying for a long time could not escape Zhang Maomao's ears. The sound was loud, and Wang Qingcheng was embarrassed and hurried into the toilet.

When Wang Qingcheng came out of the bathroom to take a shower, Zhang Maomao put the food on the table and smiled and said, "Let's eat, sick people need to replenish their energy. Come here, prepare it for you!"

When Wang Qingcheng heard Zhang Maomao's call, he walked to the chair happily, sat down, picked up the rice served by Zhang Maomao, looked at the food that was not very good but very delicious, and smiled and said, "I know that you don't like eating at home but like eating with me, right?"

"You're thinking too much. I really didn't eat and starved to death." Zhang Maomao said with a smile.

"Old deskmate, where have you been going all these years!"

"It's a long story, what about you?" Zhang Maomao stuffed his big meat into his mouth.

As a flight attendant, Wang Qingcheng's attitude of eating was quite elegant. He sipped his sip and looked at the smug Zhang Maomao, and couldn't help but want to blow: "It's pretty good, just like you."

Zhang Maomao waited for him and said, "What should I say?"

Wang Qingcheng smiled and said, "People are not very good-looking, but they taste good."

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Maomao felt unhappy and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, how did you, the flight attendant, speak? What does it mean to be unfair? I'm not handsome? You are attacking yourself."

Wang Qingcheng could not have thought that Zhang Maomao had a strong reaction. His face was very serious, as if he attached great importance to his appearance. So she smiled and said, "You just attach so much importance to appearance? Is a man's appearance very important? The key is temperament!"

Putting down the chopsticks, Zhang Maomao said righteously: "Please do not care about appearance and temperament, but that you should be in line with the facts and not against your conscience. In Beidu City, I am a famous handsome guy. Walking on the road to school, the number of beautiful women turned back, what expression do you have? Looking at me, I am seriously discussing the issue of my handsomeness with you. This has already risen to the category of philosophy, do you understand?"

Seeing that Zhang Maomao seemed not to be pretending, but was becoming more and more serious, Wang Qingcheng couldn't help but show the flight attendant's iconic smile on his pretty face and smiled happily. This Maomao was stunned.

Wang Qingcheng's sweet smile looks very beautiful, like a light lilac flower. When his smile spreads, it is like the warmth of spring coming to his face. Zhang Maomao couldn't help but stare blankly.

Wang Qingcheng found that his feelings were changing involuntarily, and hurriedly returned to calmness and ate quietly.

Zhang Maomao sighed, "Actually, you don't have to be so reserved. We are all old classmates. When facing a handsome guy like me, you should smile from time to time. It's really good. Smile, the healthier you will be when you are ten years old."

"Is he ten years old? Am I very old?" Wang Qingcheng said coldly and unhappy.

Seeing this, Zhang Maomao hurriedly shut up. If it weren't for the old classmate, if it weren't for my patient, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you in medical ethics, and I wouldn't dare to say that I'm not handsome, go to die!

"I don't mean that?" Zhang Maomao said twitchlessly after a long time.

Wang Qingcheng said lightly: "I know."

Zhang Maomao was stunned and asked, "What kind of flight attendant are you? You rely on your connections? You got angry when you know that, do you think I'm easy to tease me? After all, my IQ is over 80."

"Above eighty? How many are you?" Wang Qingcheng put down his bowls and chopsticks and asked in surprise.

Zhang Maomao said proudly: "At least ninety, why do I look down on someone who has an IQ of ninety? What is your IQ? Don't lie!"

Wang Qingcheng said lightly: "One hundred and two!"

Zhang Maomao smiled coldly and said, "That's not much different. Ninety and one hundred and two are thirty. Thirty is not a difference. I will surpass you after I get up to sleep. Do you believe it?"

Zhang Maomao refers to when he broke through to the third level of authority. Of course, he now has a second level of authority, with an IQ of more than 100, which is much better than the gentle and gentle self before.

Wang Qingchengnai looked at Zhang Maomao, wondering how he got confident. He kept saying that he was handsome and had a good IQ. So she explained: "IQ below seventy is mentally retarded. You are only twenty higher than mentally retarded."

"You are only fifty higher than the mentally retarded, which means you are not as good as two mentally retarded." Zhang Maomao smiled with a serious expression.

Wang Qingcheng was stunned and was so angry that he stopped talking.

Zhang Maomao continued, "You are fifty steps, I am one hundred steps, fifty steps and laugh a hundred steps. You do this based on this kind of thing. Do you believe if you say your IQ is higher? I am very disappointed with you. I don't know how your flight attendant's clothing was obtained."

"I must have worked hard on this myself. I have worked hard for more than a year after graduating from college to get the position I am today." Wang Qingcheng said with his head raised, staring at Zhang Maomao domineeringly, his eyes full of stubbornness, just like the stubborn deskmate at the time. When he recalled the past, Zhang Maomao laughed.

"Hey, why are you laughing at? Please, it's not that I can't do it, I'm not worthy of being a flight attendant, but that you should speak in line with the facts and not against your conscience. In Huaxia City, I am a famous beauty. Walking on the way to the airport, the handsome guys turned back, hey, what expression do you have? Looking at me, I'm seriously discussing with you the issue of being a flight attendant. This has already risen to the philosophical category, do you understand?"

Zhang Maomao said: "If you want to learn from me, what do you rely entirely on yourself and have not been implicitly ruled?"

Wang Qingcheng said angrily: "You are just unspoken rules, how can you speak like that? Zhang Maomao, no matter how I say it, I am better than you."

Wang Qingcheng was really angry at the moment, and the smile on Zhang Maomao's lips became strong: "Then what's wrong with your yin deficiency?!"[
Chapter completed!