"Guess Mrs. Bo's choice. ”

As they spoke, several people pulled open the cloth on the table, where there were 10 plates of fruits, including mulberries, cherries, pineapples, durians, and pears...... Wait.

"Mr. Bo has his back to this side, Mrs. Bo sits here, chooses the two of them that he likes to eat the most, and the one he doesn't like to eat, Mr. Bo can't peek, and asks all the answers to be right and one wrong, and go to the corridor to sing a song of conquest. ”

"Wow, that's a good game. ”

Several people began to applaud, full of anticipation.

Lan Xixi was stunned, must you guess right, guess the wrong singing, and play too much?

The point is that it seems to be a game, but in fact it is more like a design designed by someone with a heart, deliberately testing her life habits. If you choose the wrong one, you will be suspicious.

She glanced worriedly at Bo Zhan Ye.

Bo Zhanye was also looking at her, looking at each other, and in those deep and abnormal eyes, there was darkness and darkness, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

For a moment, he looked away and said to a few people:

"Are you sure the game is good? Anyone who is constantly on the Internet knows that my wife loves beauty, and it is not difficult for me to guess one or two. ”

A few people nodded: "Well, we haven't played it, let's talk about what if we guess wrong." ”

"It's also good to test whether you have a good heart. ”

"Well, as the host, you should be satisfied. Bo Zhanye said, sitting elegantly in the front position, with his back to this side, his posture was noble, and he was calm and calm.

Lan Xixi quickly caught the reminder in his words.

Aimei, host......

Yes, she knows the answer!

She walked over and sat down in her seat, picking out kiwi, peach, and then mulberry one by one.

"Selected. ”

"Mr. Bo guessed. ”

Bo Zhanye's back posture is straight and noble, just a back, all of which give people a sense of elegance.

Lan Xixi looked at him, his palms gradually tightened, would he guess right?

If you guess wrong......

I can't imagine.

"Peaches, kiwis. Just as he was thinking, a man's low, magnetic voice sounded in the air.

Lanxi Creek was instantly happy!

You guessed it!

Before he said that he loves beauty, these fruits, kiwi has an antioxidant effect, effective whitening skin, peaches contain a lot of vitamins B and C, promote blood circulation, make the skin healthy and rosy, smooth and soft. When she takes care of Yaya, she is very clear about the nutritional content of fruits, which is too simple.

After all, mulberries, as an authentic hometown fruit, are most suitable for the word 'host'.

"Mulberries. Sure enough, the next second, the man's voice sounded.

Lan Xixi's hanging heart instantly fell back into place, and she stood up from her position: "Great, all guessed right, you are so good!"

Bo Zhanye turned around, looked back, and looked at the woman cheering and joyful, his eyes were soft.

He simply reminded her that she had chosen them all and was smarter than she thought.

"Mr. Bo, you and Mrs. Bo are too close to each other, aren't they?"

"No, I'll have to make it more difficult next time. ”

"Come again. A few people said, starting the next game.

Lan Xixi didn't care about this game, but now she has to deal with it mentally, hoping not to lose.

As a result, I don't want anything, I prefer something!

On the turntable, the pointer is facing her!

Everyone laughed: "Mrs. Bo, it seems that you husband and wife are game darlings tonight." ”

"Go ahead, this time Mrs. Bo chooses. ”

"Mr. Bo chooses a favorite and least favorite style among a bunch of women's styles, and if Mrs. Bo guesses wrong, she dances a ballet on the stage downstairs. It is worth reminding that among those styles, you can't pick Mrs. Bo's style. ”

The picture is opened, and there is a six-square poster on the wall, each of which is a beautiful woman.

The first grid: Lan Jiao's smile picture, elegant type, every smile is a sealed brocade, talking with weight, doing things in a measured manner, gentle and calm.

The second grid: A bewitching picture of a well-known actress, wild and sexy, with a hot body and charming eyes, makes men want to stop at a glance.

The third grid: A big-eyed cute girl, lively and coquettish, with a beautiful appearance, and the call of her brother and brother every day, crispy people's hearts.

The fourth grid: young students, youthful and pure, simple school uniforms, long black straight hair, pure and pure, clean and beautiful, like a pure gardenia, white moonlight in the hearts of men.

The fifth grid: a thin woman, sick Jiaolin sister type, thin and thin, snow-white and beautiful skin, as if the wind will fall, so that men want to protect all the time.

The sixth grid: Fan Qinghe, a well-known female entrepreneur in China, who has cooperated with Bo Zhanye, is a strong female sister in the workplace, not only has strong strength, but also exudes a cold and decisive domineering style, as well as a cold and glamorous appearance, and a powerful partner in the man's career.

"Wow! ”

"Which one will the Ninth Master like the most, and which one will he dislike the most?"

"Ninth Master, quietly type your answer on the memo on your mobile phone and bring it to us, Mrs. Bo answered on the spot, and you can't peek at each other's eyes. ”

A man stands in the middle, cutting off eye contact.

Lan Xixi looked at the poster on the wall, and her mind was completely disordered and paralyzed.

In her judgment, the first type is married to Bo Zhanye, the second type of secretary is raised in his office, the third is similar to Song Fei'er, and the relationship is also ambiguous, and the sixth has worked together, and it has been reported on the news before that the two have joined forces, maybe the private relationship is not simple.

As for the fourth, a man will like the pure type, maybe he really raised a student in secret?

In other words, he likes all five types! According to his words, only the poor do what they like, and the rich want them all.

Nima, how did she choose?

Lan Xixi sat in his position, swaying.

On the other side, Bo Zhanye had already been written, and someone urged:

"Mrs. Bo, the ninth master is alright, have you thought about it?"

"Mrs. Bo loves Jiu Ye so much, she must be able to guess correctly. ”

“......”

Guess the yarn correctly, they don't know what Bo Zhan Ye is, Lan Xixi dares to pack tickets, even if Lan Jiao is here today, they can't guess.

She pursed her lips and squeezed out her voice: "I first guess the one I don't like the most in the night of the war, the sick Jiaolin sister type." ”

The blonde and blue-eyed man looked down at the mobile phone in his hand, and his eyes lit up:

"That's right, that's right!"

"And then?"

And then......

And then can she choose to surrender?

Lan Xixi didn't dare to guess, after all, Lan Jiao and Bo Zhanye had been together for so many years, if they even guessed wrong, what would others think?

Forget it, you have to lose anyway, break the jar and break it!

She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "Except for the first one, there is no type he particularly likes!"

This answer is very compromised, if you are asked the reason, you can also say that you are confident that your husband loves her deeply.

When the words fell, the air was silent, silent and peaceful.

One second......

Two seconds......

After a full three seconds, the unbelievable voice of the blonde man sounded:

"OMG! When I saw Mr. Bo's answer, I was stunned, I didn't expect you to be able to answer correctly, Miss Lan!"

"You husband and wife, it's amazing!"

Lan Xixi was stunned, and her eyes widened in surprise.

What do you mean?

Did she guess right?