Chen Mofei couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, no, she picked up the phone and called Fang Cao.

"Hey, you can make an appointment with someone, eat with her, and I'll buy it. Of course----- I know that your surname Fang is not bad for this meal. If there is a situation, we will meet and talk about it in detail. When I arrived, I could pretend to be a chance encounter. We'll talk about that then. ”

The night enveloped the city like a black satin, the moonlight was very white, and the gloom hung in the air, Chen Mofei realized that today was the fifteenth, but she was a little at a loss as for which lunar month it was.

She hadn't been home for a long time, and when she got home, her parents would follow her and nag endlessly. She knew they loved her, but there were many ways to love, and sometimes shutting up was one of them, and it was the hardest to do and the hardest to do well.

In the past two years, she has become more and more unaware of the New Year and festivals, and some people say that the Chinese want to pass away their own festivals and their own culture and traditions. At that time, she really understood that for some people, the festival had become a luxury, and only people who had no worries, no thoughts about life, and emptiness and nothingness did not care about these details, and her life was only about working and making money. Sometimes she felt like a big, small money-making machine----- huge in her stomach, so small that she sometimes didn't understand why she wanted so much money.

Just want to eat, drink and have fun? No, she doesn't love that kind of life.

No, she doesn't care too much about the way others look at her. To be precise, in addition to being about work and making money, it doesn't matter if others look at her or not.

Or ------ her a dozen steering wheels and told herself not to think so much.

Nike has an advertising slogan: just do it! She has always thought so, just do it. Human beings are stupid and don't need to think about things all day long, after all, when humans think, God laughs.

She made God laugh, and God wouldn't give her two dollars to spend. She was not obligated to make the ethereal God laugh. His joys, sorrows, and sorrows have nothing to do with her.

The car was hung up, and she was not in a hurry to fix it. She and Fang Cao made an appointment in a secluded place, private dishes, niche, the boss is a Japanese girl who came from the east, with a small waist and a thin waist, and her ass is thrown around when she walks, she doesn't pace small steps, she discussed this with Fang Cao when she first went, and they also speculated who would sleep with the proprietress when the store closed at night, because Oriental people have always been very open to this.

Fang Cao protested against her at the time, saying that it doesn't matter who people sleep with, because sex is the same instinct that people are born with eating and drinking, is it okay not to let you eat?

Of course, Chen Mofei shook his head and said no.

"But if you don't let me find a man, I can do it. She laughed.

The laughter was as sharp as a blade, and when she was done, she felt a little pain herself, she panicked at the pain of her smile, how could she, how could she laugh so heartily? It didn't look like her.

So later, she only chewed quietly under Fang Cao's tigerish gaze, until Fang Cao drooped her eyelids, and then exposed the white canine teeth in her red lips to tear the food in front of her.

She eats more than herself.

Chen Mofei thought.

She is the only one who truly understands and can enjoy food, and is the only one who makes food feel fulfilling.

At that moment, Chen Mofei hoped that she could transpose with the woman in front of her, how good it would be for her to become her!

At this time, the parking space in front of the door is always difficult to find, she drove slowly, looked along the street for a long time, and finally had to shoehorn the car into an old community, the foreign cars in this community are estimated to cause many people to be dissatisfied, but there is no way, she does not understand, the Chinese always shout that there is no money, always shout poor, but the house is sold as soon as it opens, and the four cars run more and more on the road.

She put out the fire, and after opening the door, she felt that the night breeze was a little cold, Chen Mofei wrapped her coat, and then walked forward.

Walking up to a certain floor, no one came out to greet the door, which does not meet the characteristics of Oriental girls. She secretly speculated that maybe this Japanese woman had been spoiled by the men here since she came to the Tang Dynasty in Middle-earth, and she saw Fang Cao from a distance, her broad shoulders occupied most of the table, she looked inside, and found that she was alone, and there was a pile of sumptuous food in front of her.

"What?" she cursed inwardly, "she didn't do what I said. ”

She subconsciously glanced around, Chen Mofei had to be careful to watch out for Xiao Mei, that cunning woman like a mouse, she had reason to believe that she was staring at not only Fang Cao alone, if she had to die between her and Fang Cao, of course she would choose Mingzhe to protect herself.

Fang Cao sniffed her like a hound, then turned around and saw her, grinning, food peeking out from between her cracked lips and teeth.

She's really ugly. She looks like this, and she probably won't want to find a man in her life. Will she get pregnant?*? Or did she spend money on some special services?

Take things as they come. She stepped forward, sat down, and still subconsciously swept the audience, and found that there were no familiar faces, so she relaxed a little.

"What's the matter? Ann is used to having a good time, and you are not used to being put on a show by others?"

Fang Cao asked.

The proprietress walked over and said something like "Sumi's mother", she nodded and smiled back, and then saw a man sitting at the bar with his eyes stuck all the way to the proprietress chest.

She figured he didn't just want to stick his eyes there.

She turned around and sat upright.

"Xiao Mei, my assistant, told me something. She says you're pregnant. ”

She didn't look up to observe her expression, at this time, just use your heart to feel the changes in her emotions.

"Yes. She barely thought about it.

Chen Mofei stopped and raised his head.

"I'm a woman, isn't it normal to get pregnant?"

Chen Mofei was speechless.

She said, who is the cost accountant under you, anyway, the business level is quite high, she seems to have a high surname, she has been connected with her, and the head of the human resources department has also made her settle. I'm going to run you away. ”

"I know. ”

"You know?"

What kind of yusheng does Fang Cao eat, Chen Mofei is not very optimistic about the Japanese way of eating, she always feels that this represents some Ru Mao drinking blood and the like, not fully evolved and so on. But Fang Cao said that it means that humans should taste the original taste of food, not various spices or additives.

Chen Mofei never wanted to waste too much time with Fang Cao on the issue of food.

So she was going to be straight to the point.

"What?

"Hmph!" Fang Cao sucked on his fingers soiled by the food as he enjoyed the food. "How so?!"

She replied.

She glanced down at her belly, "This little trick in the stomach belongs to the head of the human resources department." ”

Her expression was calm.