Ahem, he's known since he was in sixth grade about how conspicuous he is when he walks down the street, and he's very good at taking advantage of his innate advantages.
dingchengxinWhere is Teacher Ma in a hurry?
majiaqiNot going anywhere, passing by.
Brother, can you find a more credible excuse?
Ding Chengxin pursed his lips and rolled his eyes with the vase he just bought.
dingchengxinTeacher Ma, have you had breakfast?
Although it was almost noon, Ding Chengxin had just woken up not long ago, so of course he had breakfast.
Ma Jiaqi lowered his eyes and pushed his glasses.
dingchengxinThat's good, let's eat at my house.
majiaqiDo you have food at home?
Ma Jiaqi looked at Ding Chengxin up and down. He didn't look like he could cook, and he raised half of his eyebrows to show a suspicious expression.
Ding Chengxin noticed the change in his expression, and knowing that he probably didn't believe in himself, he pulled out a hand and patted his chest.
dingchengxinDon't look at me like this, I can still cook.
He has been misunderstood too many times since he was a child. His appearance can bring him benefits, and of course it will also bring him some bad ones.
In Vanity Fair, he followed his father to attend various cocktails and birthday parties, and met all kinds of strange people in the chaotic chamber of commerce.
In the second year of high school, there was still a rich woman who wanted to soak him. How could Ding Chengxin lose money because the rich woman looked better, but Ding Chengxin started lightly, mainly because she didn't look good.
With this push, the man almost hit the corner of the table, but he inevitably got scratched.
The rich woman was angry and went to Ding Chengxin's father for a theory.
However, Ding Chengxin's parents are both people who protect the calf. Hearing this, they all know what this woman wants to do, so they can speak directly.
"My son doesn't eat soft rice and there's no need to eat soft rice."
"Besides, when you want to hook up with my son, look in the mirror to see what you look like. My son is not a woman who can look down on him."
"In the end, instead of sleeping with my son, you went to his father's place to complain... Is there something wrong with your brain?"
As soon as these words came out, the rich woman was so angry that she caught a plane and flew back to the United States overnight and vowed never to return to the country to attend the party again.
Ding Chengxin was thrilled to hear his parents' handling.
That is so typical of his parents.
Ahem, it was also heartless when he froze his bank card.
Ma Jiaqi thought for a moment and agreed.
majiaqiI can do it for you.
dingchengxinNo, I will do wherever I need you.
Ma Jiaqi nodded and hooked his lips.
Ding Chengxin's house is generally very clean and tidy, and his cleanliness addiction is serious and there is a trace of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
After entering the door to change his slippers, he took off his coat and hung it up. After that, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands and disinfect them. Finally, he could enter the bedroom, kitchen, and living room...
Ma Jiaqi followed Ding Chengxin's process step by step, and it was inevitable to admire that the windowsills were wiped spotlessly.
dingchengxinMr. Ma, please sit first, and I will cook for you.
Ma Jiaqi wandered into the living room and saw a lot of figures and paintings on his wine cabinet, and became interested.
Although these paintings are not so delicate, they are all aestheticism, with Ding Chengxin's small creativity, each painting is particularly vivid.
Paintings on the wine cabinet? interesting.
Ma Jiaqi has stayed here for too long, and he likes it very much.
Ding Chengxin put the gypsy that Ma Jiaqi gave him into the vase and smiled happily.
dingchengxinThat is so typical of Mr. Ma's eyes.
