This night when the lights are on.

Ye Mozhu sat at the door of the small restaurant, looking at the moon tonight, and there was a little confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaojian drove a Mercedes-Benz SUV, listened to the hot list of the rankings played in the stereo, and was rushing to Baiyang's date place.

It's just that I don't know why, while driving, Ye Mozhu's little face always comes to mind, remembering that she was being targeted by herself while walking in the community, and remembering that she sat at the dinner table and told him: "Eating people has a short mouth." "I thought of the little flowers she stopped on her nails in front of more than 200 people.

Of course, today she held her hand, raised her ponytail, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

So Zhang Xiaojian also smiled, smiling a little silly, the corners of his mouth were a little big, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

In real life, love is often not a handful, but two people slowly approach each other after they have a good impression of each other, find out that each other is really good bit by bit, and finally hold each other's hands.

In the circle of friends, those who were particularly hot and intense at the beginning of the love, ninety percent of them had to block each other in the end, and they died worse than anyone else.

Zhang Xiaojian clearly sensed that he had a good impression of Ye Mozhu.

It's just that he didn't know that Ye Mozhu also felt the same way, and said: "He should be a little bit, just like me." Such lovely words.

When he came to Sichuan Mansion, Zhang Xiaojian didn't get out of the car, but he saw the poplar behind the floor-to-ceiling window.

Poplar was laughing at this time, and he also laughed out a mouthful of white teeth. Flash Dance

The girl sitting across from him was smiling, much better looking than the poplar, and a pear vortex appeared on her face, I don't know what interesting things to talk about, I'm afraid it's not such a disgusting thing as peeing and living mud, right?

Picking up his mobile phone, Zhang Xiaojian sent a WeChat message to Baiyang: "I arrived, but I didn't go in." ”

Bai Yang, who was in the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up his mobile phone, looked around, and saw the SUV parked on the road outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and he immediately replied: "Don't, why don't you come in?"

Zhang Xiaojian replied: "Because I don't want to be a light bulb." ”

Bai Yang thought that this guy didn't know how long he had been spying on him on the side of the road, and immediately typed: "Don't you think it's a shameless thing for you to spy on me like this?"

Zhang Xiaojian didn't care about the word shameless at all, sent the last WeChat, and drove to Sichuan Mansion with one foot on the accelerator.

Bai Yang at the dinner table saw that the SUV had left, but he just looked at the information on his mobile phone, and he didn't know why.

There are only four words on the message: "She likes you." ”

No, big brother, how do you know?

Did you peek out there and find some secrets?

You call me back.

If you don't reply, I'll kill you tomorrow..

After sending more than a dozen messages in a row, Bai Yang found that Zhang Xiaojian had no intention of replying.

"What's wrong, there's something urgent?" Xiaole asked.

Bai Yang said: "It's okay, it's okay, you taste his drunken shrimp, it's really good." ”

Xiaole looked embarrassed, she actually didn't like shrimp, not that she didn't like the taste of shrimp, it's just: "It's too troublesome to grill shrimp." ”

Baiyang immediately put on disposable gloves: "I'll pick it for you, I'm the best at picking shrimp." ”

Grilled shrimp, grilled blind?

Xiaole laughed: "You were really blind when you were a child." ”

Poplar: "....... "Picking up blindness is equivalent to bragging in northern dialect.

He is also making a fool of himself when he gets along with Xiaole now, because Lamborghini is not his, and the title of manager is actually just a miscellaneous.

It's just that he can't talk to Xiaole about this now, isn't there no three hundred taels of silver here?

But how did Zhang Xiaojian see that Xiaole liked him?

Really?

He didn't know that Zhang Xiaojian was sure of this matter just because he found that Xu Lele was looking at Bai Yang's smiling appearance, which was a bit similar to Ye Mozhu's appearance when he looked at his smile.

Based on this alone, he concluded that Xu Lele liked Poplar.

In fact, he is affirming that Ye Mozhu likes himself.

What a shameless person.....

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The days after that night were dull.

Gao Qingsong complained about why Baiyang was so busy recently, and he didn't accompany him out to surf.

Shi Jin is like being beaten with chicken blood, and he is commanding with a small yellow helmet every day, after two weeks of tossing, not to mention the tan, he has lost a lot of weight, and his mental state looks much better than before.

Bai Yang was busy dating, and every time Zhang Xiaojian joked: "When will you bring it back to meet." "He can gag, but the happiness on his face that only people in love can not hide.

Zhang Xiaojian estimated that although the relationship between the two had not been confirmed, the meaning of love was estimated to have been revealed.

Su Yu and Wang Wan'er also had a meal with everyone during this period, Su Yu still ignored Gao Qingsong, and Gao Qingsong was still like a dog skin plaster.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu met again at this dinner, and both of them behaved as usual, talking no more than before, and no less than before.

It's just that occasionally they look at each other, and they seem to be a little panicked.

Chen Ning has been in retreat recently, and occasionally goes to the steps of the back mountain at night, but XO has changed to a teapot, and she will open her voice and practice singing, which is preparing for her comeback show.

Soon, August 10 arrived, and Wang Waner's birthday party arrived as scheduled.

On this day, Shilitun has begun to lay the stone bricks in the square, and the sun is shining on this day, and Zhang Xiaojian has come to pick up Ye Mozhu again on this day.

It is still a familiar intersection, and Ye Mozhu is bathed in the sunshine.

Today she wore a black dress with a pleated skirt that did not reach the knees, her legs were slender and straight, and a pair of small black heels accentuated her legs.

She didn't tie a ponytail today, let her long black hair and shawl, a little less green, a little more mature, and she looked like a girl in a comic book in the sun.

It's just, why do you have a calm little face?

Zhang Xiaojian's car drove to Ye Mozhu's side.

Ye Mozhu naturally opened the co-pilot's door and sat down, but after this series of movements, her little face was still calm, obviously encountering something unhappy.

Zhang Xiaojian casually picked up the snacks placed in the car and handed them to her.

Ye Mozhu took it and tore open the bag too hard.

In Zhang Xiaojian's memory, Ye Mozhu had never been so angry as he was now.

The more I looked at it, the more cute I felt, and the more I watched it, the more interesting I felt, so I asked with a smile: "Mozhu, what's wrong, who made you angry?"

Ye Mozhu took out a piece of potato chips and chewed it vigorously: "I'm not angry." ”

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and said, "Not angry, your little face is about to fall to the ground, who makes you angry, you say, I'll give you anger." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaojian thought about it again, his eyes widened and he asked, "It's not me, right?"

"It's definitely not you. Ye Mozhu replied as a matter of course.

"That's?"

Ye Mozhu pouted: "RNJ lost." ”

Zhang Xiaojian blinked, a little unresponsive: "What J?" He knew J you were too beautiful...