In the evening, Wu Jiaer limped and was helped home by Zheng Xing, Xia Mo had already returned, and when she saw that she was injured, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her and asked, "What's the matter? Why is your foot injured?" Wu Jiaer said pitifully: "I didn't pay attention to wearing high heels, I crooked my feet" After speaking, he explained to Zheng Xing: "By the way, don't throw away those high heels, Xiuxiu can still wear them, it's tens of thousands" "I know, you take care of your feet first, it's fashion week in a few days, and I'm standing all day" Zheng Xing was also helpless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't worry, I'll be fine after a night's rest" Wu Jiaer patted Zheng Xing's hand and signaled him to rest assured. The two helped her to the sofa, Zheng Xing gave Xia Mo the spray for bruises, explained again, and left in a hurry. There was a dinner tonight, and Wu Jiaer was supposed to be there, but she was injured so she came back. But she couldn't go without anyone on her side, so she was sent back, and Zheng Xing went to the banquet. Xia Mo sat on the sofa, spraying her with medicine, and reproached: "You said that you, how adult, don't look at the road." If you wear shoes that tall, you have to walk slowly, don't step so big..."

She couldn't stop chattering, Wu Jiaer quickly changed the topic and asked, "By the way, how are you doing today's class reunion?" As soon as she mentioned it, Xia Mo remembered this matter, and said angrily: "Hey, do you know? When I went, they were almost done getting together and were taking a group photo, what do you mean by them?" Wu Jiaer nodded, she thought about it, Wang Mei called Xia Mo over just to show off herself, let Xia Mo set off her, and contrast with her. But this time I was going to be slapped in the face, and sure enough, Xia Mo immediately said with relief: "Fortunately, you asked your makeup artist to dress me up, otherwise I would have to make her laugh to death" said and talked about the skirt: "By the way, the skirt you wore for me is genuine or high-imitation, they said sourly that I was wearing a high-imitation, I insisted that it was genuine, they looked disbelieving, but they couldn't find a fault and aggrieved look, really relieved"

Laughed out loud by her angry tone, Wu Jiaer leaned on the sofa and replied domineeringly: "Can I wear a high imitation for you?" The genuine limited edition diao new dress, from the bag to the shoes, is genuine, enough to blind her eyes" Xia Mo's mouth instantly opened into an O shape, and stammered: "Then it will cost tens of thousands of yuan" Wu Jiaer smiled and did not answer. What she didn't know was that what really blinded Wang Mei was the car arranged by Zheng Xing, a red luxury Ferrari, and Deng Yu's exclusive family benefits for Wu Jiaer. Xia Mo flew to Wu Jiaer, hugged her neck and shook it: "Local tyrant ~ quickly take care of me~" "Hey~hey~ Be careful with your feet, take care of you... Feed you, but what will you do? Do you want to warm the bed for the widow?" Wu Jiaer hooked her chin and smiled ambiguously at her. Xia Mo cooperated and said shyly: "Your Majesty~ People know a lot of things, they can cook, make beds, and clean..."

"In this way, it just so happens that the widow is hungry, let's cook some food for the widow, and stay if it's delicious," Wu Jiaer thought seriously. The word "喏~" is really charming, and Wu Jiaer got goosebumps when he heard it, and laughed with Xia Mo's push. "Okay, I'm not poor with you, I haven't eaten, I'll make it" After a while, Xia Mo got up and said, Xia Mo also has good cooking skills, and she has her mother's true inheritance, and the taste is three points better than her. "Well, I want to eat crispy shrimp, dried fried beans, cold cucumbers, toon tofu, and fried pork with fungus..."

"Okay, okay" Wu Jiaer pretended to be reluctant, Xia Mo was walking to the kitchen, and she didn't joke with her anymore, she couldn't eat at ten o'clock if she was joking. "By the way, be one more person" Wu Jiaer took out his mobile phone and was about to play, when he saw the text message sent by Deng Yu, he shouted towards the kitchen. "Who is coming?" Xia Mo leaned out half of her body and asked, Wu Jiaer didn't hide it, and said very seriously: "Your idol" "Don't make trouble, who the hell is it, come to your house for dinner at night, is there a situation?" said and gave her a look that you know. "Yes. My boyfriend is coming," Wu Jiaer replied very sincerely and refreshingly.

"Who? Do I know?" Xia Mo also saw that Wu Jiaer was not joking, and walked out of the kitchen curiously with a stir-fry shovel. "You male god" Wu Jiaer lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, and replied very casually, Xia Mo didn't believe her words at all. It wasn't until Wu Jiaer repeatedly assured that she showed her a photo of herself and Deng Yu again, and Xia Mo went back to the kitchen with a confused face. Half-ringing, he came out of the kitchen, gave her a cow gesture, went into the kitchen again, took out the vegetables from the refrigerator, and consciously added several more dishes. At eight o'clock, Deng Yu came back, rang the doorbell, Xia Mo went to open the door, and then went back to the kitchen with his hands and feet.

"What was that just now?" Deng Yu asked while hanging up his clothes, "My best friend, Xia Mo, your super fan, just returned to China, and you are going to live in our house these days" Wu Jiaer introduced concisely. "Oh, I heard that your foot is injured and it's okay, right?" Deng Yu hung up his clothes and walked towards her, but he hadn't touched her yet. I heard a scream from the kitchen, and the gods chattered to themselves: "I actually saw a real person, it's not a dream, it's not a dream" Deng Yu was taken aback, Wu Jiaer looked calm, raised his hand, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, she's just too excited to see you" Before the words fell, Xia Mo ran out of the kitchen with a green onion and ran to Deng Yu: "God, Brother Deng, I am your idol, I have liked you since I was a child, and I especially like you to sing." Can you sign my name, can you take a photo, can you shake hands? I like you very much..."

She began to be a nymphomaniac, Deng Yu was too enthusiastic to deal with it, Wu Jiaer covered her forehead and couldn't bear to look at it directly, and shouted: "Xiaomo, your food is mushy" Xia Mo ran back to the kitchen as if she had just woken up from a dream, Wu Jiaer smiled at Deng Yu embarrassedly, and Deng Yu also shrugged helplessly. When eating, Xia Mo was not good at eating, she kept staring at Deng Yu, and Deng Yu was furious, and when Wu Jiaer was about to divert her gaze, the door rang again. Xia Mo got up and opened the door, but before she saw anyone, she heard a loud voice shouting: "Haven't you seen Deng Yu before, where is it? Take me to see it..."

glanced at Xia Mo helplessly, it must be her high secret, so how could Gu Tian know that Deng Yu was coming. Deng Yu was very calm, got up and made a brief self-introduction to Gu Tian. The two sides sat down, Wu Jiaer glanced at Gu Tian, and pretended to be embarrassed: "You didn't say hello when you came, but you didn't prepare a meal for you" "No, it's okay, I'm not hungry, I'm full when I see you" Wu Jiaer choked, can she understand the meaning of beautiful and delicious?→_ →After eating, Wu Jiaer pulled Xia Mo and the two of them to chat, and Deng Yu consciously cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Stunned Xia Mo, he trembled his fingers and said, "You... Are you going to let my male god do this?" "Don't worry, he will wash it" Wu Jiaer thought that she was doubting Deng Yu's ability to wash dishes, and affirmed without hesitation. While speaking, Deng Yu cut a plate of fruit and let them eat it, the image of a good family man stunned Xia Mo and Gu Tian. When sleeping, Deng Yu automatically went to the guest bedroom and left the master bedroom to them, and Xia Mo's admiration for Deng Yu was even more uncontrollable.