After eating, Geng Qiu and the others went to buy a few more clothes, Mo Wenwen was a little embarrassed, and said to Geng Qiu: "Geng Geng, there is a guest at home in the evening, I want to do a hairstyle." ”

"Huh, you've got a pretty good haircut right now!"

"I want to look better. ”

"Poof", Geng Qiu poured a mouthful of milk tea out of his nose, and he couldn't stop coughing.

"What are you doing?" Mo Wenwen raised the decibel level and patted Geng Qiu's back helplessly.

"Mo Wenwen, you, you, honestly, are you a handsome guy?" Geng Qiu hadn't relieved himself.

Mo Wenwen immediately blushed and turned his head: "You dare to laugh at me." ”

Geng Qiu saw this, understood, waved his hand, and happily accompanied Mo Wenwen to perm the so-called well-behaved hairstyle. In fact, it's just straightened, Geng Qiu is speechless, he doesn't have good curly hair, I don't know who Mo Wenwen likes and what kind of taste it is, but Wenwen is happy.

Mo Wenwen on the side was very satisfied with this hairstyle, the first time Mo Wenwen saw Du Zixiu was when he went to M to see his brother in the summer vacation, and saw Du Zixiu coming side by side at her brother's school, she liked it at a glance, and Du Zixiu who put her hands in her clothes pockets at will, and smiled politely and warmly at her.

At that time, Cardamom was in his prime, and his love was beginning to bloom, and he never looked at anyone again.

Mo Wenwen's impression of Du Zixiu is perfect, polite and smiling, but a little alienated.

Mo Wenwen is a rare kind of girl in the rich second generation, she is cheerful and sunny, kind-hearted, and noble in temperament, and she is a girl who grew up in a good environment that is protected.

After separating from Geng Qiu, Mo Wenwen returned to the Mo family's villa. Du Zixiu has arrived, sitting on the sofa, dressed in casual clothes, black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, deep eyes are mature and steady, looking at the documents in his hand, crossing Erlang's legs, looking casual and casual. Mo Sifan saw Mo Wenwen who wanted to slip away, and dragged him over, "Wenwen, come here." ”

Mo Wenwen wanted to go upstairs to change his clothes first, this uncompetitive brother. Mo Wenwen pursed his lips, reluctantly walked up to Du Zixiu and just wanted to say hello. Du Zixiu raised his head and smiled faintly: "Hello, I'm Du Zixiu." Mo Wenwen looked at Du Zixiu's eyes, she knew that he had sunk, he was not much different from what he remembered, his fair skin, but with this pair of glasses, he seemed more mature.

"Brother Zixiu is good. Mo Wenwen was a little lost, he didn't remember himself.

When it was Mo Sifan, he was speechless, he still had curly hair in the morning, how could he change to a student girl and come back.

Du Zixiu handed over a handbag to Mo Wenwen: "Wenwen, give you a gift." ”

Mo Wenwen took the gift with a weak heart and ran away.

Du Zixiu glanced in the direction of Mo Wenwen's run and said, "The little girl is a little shy. ”

Mo Sifan seemed to understand something, and said sarcastically at Du Zixiu: "Don't hook my sister's soul, she is still a child." ”

Du Zixiu didn't answer, lowered his head and continued to look at the documents in his hand.

Mo Wenwen went upstairs to change his clothes, and opened the gift given by Du Zixiu, it was Chanel's new bag, and his heart was sweeter than eating honey. The first thought of sharing with Geng Qiu, so he sent WeChat: WeChat picture. Attached text: Geng Geng, is it good-looking?

Geng Qiu thought that Mo Wenwen didn't buy a bag today, it was estimated that it was sent by his sweetheart, the corners of his mouth twitched, and replied: Sent by the person you like?

Little Mosquito: Hee-hee.

Geng Qiu is really happy for Mo Wenwen. How many people in this world can be happy, and how many will eventually become married?

Geng Qiu thought about it, logged in to the marriage website, registered an account, and nicknamed: Geng Geng came in late autumn.

As soon as I finished perfecting the information, a message popped up, and I have you for more than a year: Hello, I am 36 this year, my first marriage, my height is 183, my weight is 70kg, I have a house and a car, I have two small companies, and I have an annual income of 5 million.

Geng Geng came in late autumn: I am 26 years old this year, HR, with an annual income of 100,000 yuan.

Yu Nian has you replied quickly: send a photo.

Although Geng Geng was reluctant, it seemed that there was only one way to get rid of the order quickly. I posted a photo that looked like my avatar.

Yu years with you: can you take a look at the photos without makeup?

Geng Geng came in late autumn: . . .

I have you for more than a year: Are you too ugly?

Geng Geng came in late autumn: You send it to me first.

More than a year with you: photos.

Geng Qiu looked at this photo, it should be a composite photo, it is estimated that he is a third-tier star, and he has not returned. Close the computer and play a TV series. I felt bored, so I fell asleep.