As soon as it started to rain on the platform, Minzhen took out a thick coat to keep out the rain, but unfortunately it was really useless.

In the rain, there is also Fat Rong, whose fat body trembled and trembled, and his heart said: "It's really unlucky, it's raining without an umbrella."

On the way home from the Jin Mansion, the third young master, who had been drinking some wine and had been sleeping peacefully in the back seat, suddenly sat up, and he must come to see if Miss Sun is back.

An old alley, a household at the mouth of the alley seems to be moving, and I don't know if there is a fortune, about to move into a bright big house, or a new settlement here. This originally had little to do with Fat Rong, but the annoying thing was that I don't know if it was because of the sudden rain, and the scattered furniture blocked half of the road, and there was no problem for pedestrians, but the car definitely couldn't drive.

Nine times out of ten, Miss Sun was not at home, and Fat Rong persuaded the third young master, "The little one will go over first, if there is someone in Miss Sun's house, I will come back and call you."

It's really a little anxious to drink today, admitting that he still has a faint headache until now, and after listening to Zhang Rong's words, he didn't insist anymore.

The third young master no longer insisted on going over in person, and Fat Rong slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The young master is expensive, so he drank wine, and if he gets drenched in a cold rain, if he gets sick when he goes back, his wife will have to peel off his own skin.

Those who get up early catch up with those who return late. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info admits that I am on the way home from a social gathering. And Miss He got up to find food after sleeping for most of the day because she had a party last night.

Miss He stretched out her jade hand and gently knocked on the car window.

Closing his eyes to nourish his spirit, he began to think that Fat Rong was back, and when he turned his head, he saw a colorful face.

To be honest, it's not ugly. On more solemn occasions, there are also relatives and daughters who will dress up like this, but they don't look a little used to admitting it.

Miss He likes makeup, and she doesn't know when she developed the habit, and going out without makeup is as embarrassing as not wearing clothes for her, so even if she goes out to buy rice noodles, she has to draw it first.

"Young Master Zhang." The bewitching Miss He is like a cat that has been pumped to the bone, stretching out two slender white fingers on the car window, and the weight of her whole body is on the fingertips that are all red to be transferred. The last voice trembled slightly during the speech, which was in response to the sentence 'The most gentle is the one who bows his head, and the shyness of the cool breeze'.

Miss Ho is undoubtedly beautiful.

"A little red guy who died young." Although Mrs. Ma has known Miss He for a long time, it seems that she has only seen her real body through this chance encounter. His mouth was full of disdain, but he still couldn't help but say in his heart: "My obedient, the reincarnation of the vixen, fortunately I wasn't seen by my stupid boy." But who is in the car? How a little familiar. ”

Mrs. Ma was embarrassed to take a closer look, but she was reluctant to go far, pretending to tidy up the apron in front of her, and turning around to flick the non-existent ash of her trouser legs.

When Mrs. Ma looked over, Miss He knew, but it didn't matter at all, she was waiting for Zhang Chengyan's response.

The windows were halfway down, and the slanting wind drifted into the car with a drizzle.

Zhang Chengyan looked at Miss He, who was standing outside bewitchingly, didn't speak, and walked slightly with a frown as if to ask again: "Do I know you?" ”

"Young Master Zhang is a noble man who forgets things, we have met in the night." Miss He has long liked this kind of scrutiny, do you pick up a conversation! The cheek can be eaten as a meal.

However, it was obvious that Miss He did not calculate Young Master Zhang's reaction.

Who knew that after listening to the promise, he didn't say a word and remembered to raise the car window.

"Hey~ I live next door to Minzhen's sister." Miss Ho hurriedly reached over the window to try to stop the black glass.

"Huh?" The rising window stopped, and Zhang Chengyan's tone rose. The unspoken words were, 'And then?' Continue...

It was the first time for Miss He to experience such embarrassment, and it was needless to say that men revolved around her when she was not young. As an adult, she learned to rely on the charm of women, often invincible, and has not been ignored in this way.

Go on, say what?

The atmosphere of silence, embarrassment, and depression spread between the two people, but it became ambiguous in the eyes of Mrs. Ma, who was not far away.

Sure enough, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people!

Fat Rong came back, turned the body, and the first thing he saw was Miss He's looming, tender and fat long legs.

"Goodbye then." Miss He straightened up unhurriedly and said goodbye to Chengyan casually.

Zhang Rong was confused and looked around, didn't the young master only care about Miss Sun? Why does it seem that he still has a 'good conversation' with Miss He.

It's not that the young master can't contact other girls, it's just that this swaying and colorful Miss He is a 'courtesan' at first glance. Just don't open your mouth to speak, you can see just standing there that it's not a girl from a good family. still lives in an alley with Miss Sun's family, and the young master doesn't look like a person who is going to rush to find trouble.

"Not yet." Cheng Yan can't see Zhang Rong's stupid appearance, was his head gnawed by a pig? It's obvious that the dancer's means can't be understood.

Fat Rong died unjustly!

"Oh~" Seeing Fat Rong, Mrs. Ma finally remembered who the young master sitting in the car was, but it was the one who often sent the girl of the Sun family back.

"Hey, hey, you're doing evil. The little girl of the Sun family doesn't know how quiet she is, robbing someone's boyfriend, it's amazing, a little red guy. Empress Ma consciously scolded Miss He's back.

Mrs. Ma thinks she is a heart-warming person, it's not that she doesn't like Miss He, it's just that she doesn't look serious like that, she just lives well in the ten-mile foreign field, and hooks up with the boyfriend of someone else's little girl. It's just that I haven't met this thing, but since I've seen it, I still have to talk about it.

So early the next morning when Mrs. Sun arrived home, the first guest she welcomed was Mrs. Ma.

"Madame, you're here." Sun Minzhen wore a half-worn jacket at home, braided her loose hair into a thin braided braid, and fixed it behind her ears with a small clip, looking demure and delicate.

"It's a good boy. Mrs. Sun, you have raised such a well-behaved child, and blessings are ahead. "Mrs. Ma's family has only one son, she knows that such a girl who has studied in the foreign school is still white and tender, and she is loved and pitiful at a glance, such a good girl, Xiao can't remember.

"Thanks to you." Mrs. Sun smiled implicitly, looking at her daughter's sincere eyes, and couldn't hide her pride.