Chapter 1570 My Friend Murong Listens to Dreams

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While talking, he stretched out his hand to help Ye Hong sort out his luggage, without the slightest impatience on his face.

Everyone in the dormitory seemed to be heartbroken at the same time.

Xiao Cao gritted his teeth in anger.

He thought he had a lot of time to hire a worker to help him with his luggage.

Compared with Ye Hong's treatment, he was completely killed!

"Yeyun, why don't you introduce this beautiful young lady to us?"

Xiao Cao's tone was a little sour.

He had to admit that none of his former girlfriends could match the beauty of the woman in front of him.

But this woman already has a famous flower, making Xiao Cao a hate.

Ye Hong patted his head and said with a smile, "My friend, Murong Ting Meng."

Ye Hong thought for a while, but still did not reveal the identity of Murong Tingmeng's assistant.

In fact, Ye Hong was quite helpless, because he clearly did not allow anyone around him to appear at Jiangda with him.

But Murong listened to Meng but did not listen to persuasion, and had to come to confirm Ye Hong's accommodation, and then he felt at ease.

In desperation, Ye Hong could only promise to let her take a look.

"Friend? I think it's a girlfriend?!"

Guo Huang grabbed the clothes and bit them enviously, and said with a look of grief and indignation: "You are not only favored by Sister Yue Shiyin, but also such a beautiful friend.

I condemn you on behalf of the 503 singles! "

The first half of Guo Huang's sentence made Murong Tingmeng's face redden, but the second half of the sentence made her frown and smiled at Ye Hong: "Who is Senior Sister Yue Shiyin?"

not good! This laugh is murderous!

Ye Hong coughed and hurriedly changed the subject: "Didn't I ask you to bring some cakes, take them out and share them with them."

Murong Tingmeng rolled her eyes, but obediently placed a small lunch box on the table.

As soon as the lunch box was opened, everyone took a deep breath: "What's the taste? It's delicious!"

I saw five pieces of Supreme Fragrant Lotus Glutinous Rice Chicken lying quietly in the lunch box.

Ye Hong knew that Murong Tingmeng insisted on coming, so she asked her to bring some Supreme Fragrant Lotus Glutinous Rice Chicken by the way, ready to give to five roommates to taste.

"Egret City's specialty, let's try it."

As soon as Ye Hong finished speaking, three hands couldn't wait to reach into the lunch box.

"This, is this a specialty of Bailu City?"

Rekeza took a bite of the glutinous rice chicken, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Yeyun, where is this specialty sold?

When I go back to Xijiang, I have to transport a car back! "

A car?

Ye Hong secretly laughed in his heart, then you are afraid that you will go bankrupt.

But even so, Ye Hong reported the address of Ye Shi to Rekeza.

"Glutinous rice chicken is a dish that originated in our Lingnan Province, but the glutinous rice chicken I have eaten all over Lingnan Province is less than one ten thousandth of the glutinous rice chicken you brought!"

Guo Huang was also amazed.

"Let's be so-so."

Xiao Cao took a sip of the glutinous rice left on his fingers expressionlessly, ready to continue to stretch his claws toward the lunch box.

"There is only one piece per person."

Ye Hong also opened Xiao Cao's hand expressionlessly.

"Hey, be stingy, I don't know how Miss Tingmeng sees you!"

Xiao Cao stepped aside, picked up his phone and opened the map navigation silently.

Rekeza, who was on the side, saw Xiao Cao typed the word "Night Food" in the box, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to check the location of the night food together.

Ding Zhao on the bed lifted a corner of the quilt and quietly looked at the glutinous rice chicken on the table.

Ye Hong suddenly raised his head, so scared that Ding Zhao covered the quilt again.

After looking at each other for a moment, Ye Hong still saw the desire in Ding Zhao's eyes.

Ye Hong smiled slightly, picked up a piece of glutinous rice chicken and handed it over, and knocked on the railing of Ding Zhao's bed.

"This thing won't taste good when it's cold."