Fang Zeyu looked at him seriously, then nodded seriously, and gave half of the champagne in his hand to Zheng Ran.

Actually, it's not a cat's problem, they just want to be entertained, and unfortunately, there is a little girl in a wheelchair over there, Fang Zeyu...... It is impossible to commit to this kind of thing, so now only Zheng Ran is left.

Xia He quickly came to Fang Zeyu's side and united with him, his face pretending to be calm was full of expectation.

Zheng Ran was helpless, and dragged his long skirt into the dressing room half-dead, and then, there was no sound for ten minutes.

"You won't abscond, will you?" Xia He pushed his wheelchair and cautiously approached the door.

"Mr. Zheng?"

Xia He knocked on the door, the doorknob rang softly, and after a while, Zheng Ran stretched his head out, his brows tightly twisted together.

Fang Zeyu beckoned, and then pointed at Xia He, asking him to pay attention to the guy under his feet. Xia He pursed his lips dissatisfied, and the waiter went over to push Xia He back to Fang Zeyu, and then walked to Zheng Ran's side, straightened his skirt, and tied the streamers on it.

Zheng Ran is only one heel shorter than Fang Zeyu, and his skills are unbelievably good, but when he wears a skirt, he is no worse than the model on the stage.

"Yahhh

"What are you doing?" Although it was a little cramped, Zheng Ran still stood very generously.

Xia He touched Zheng Ran's arm, then touched his belly, pinched his hands, and pressed directly on his waist: "This small waist, I am so jealous of a woman!"

Zheng Ran wanted to pound Xia He's head very much, but looked at her wrist that was almost broken as soon as she pinched it, and endured it. 56

"You just have to eat less meat. Zheng Ran deliberately poked Xia He's sore spot, since he couldn't attack Fang Zeyu, then he would be angry with this little rabbit cub.

Xia He smiled and took out his mobile phone to Zheng Ran, and when he reacted, he took a few photos in a row, and because the camera didn't turn off the sound, the sound of taking pictures could be heard in the entire lounge.

Zheng Ran wanted to reach out and grab his phone, but Xia He directly held a ball of pink and tender objects and stuffed it in front of Zheng Ran, and stretched out half of his head with a smile.

"Brother Xiao Zheng, please change the next set!"

Zheng Ran asked Fang Zeyu for help, however, Fang Zeyu nodded at him, and raised his mobile phone, smiling brightly. Xia He waved at him kindly, and then gave him a flying kiss.

Zheng Ran refused, mentally and physically, but Xia He grabbed a fruit and threw it at him, asking him to cooperate with him. Zheng Ran had no choice but to stretch out his hand and catch the flying kiss that Xia He passed over again.

"Perfect!" Natsuwa was satisfied.

Zheng Ran felt that his heart was like ashes, that pink thing, how unhappy he looked, and the waiter was particularly "understanding" to help him lift the curtain.

There were a lot of dresses, and in the end, Zheng Ran changed six or seven sets, but when it came time to take pictures of him later, he cooperated a lot, and changed his movements from time to time, or was pulled by Xia He to pose in some strange shapes.

When he finally changed his clothes back, Xia He said that he still looked good in women's clothes, which made Zheng Ran so angry.

The restaurant is in the alley not far from the next street, Fang Zeyu finally learned to be sympathetic to his subordinates, he pushed Xia He into the deep alley, Zheng Ran carried a few handbags, and when he sat in the box, Zheng Ran felt that it was actually better to be a coolie for Xia He.

Poor Xia He finally ate assorted dishes, not the traditional kind, Fang Zeyu said that he helped her add some other dishes.