32. Pit depth 032 meters: the stinky problem of being used to (modification must see)
Ji Hao looked at it and secretly thought that he and Mo Qian and his friends all felt that Miss Tang Ningnuan's shelf was too big, and they were very polite and cultivated when they looked at it, but they were silently full of arrogance and coldness.
However, even Tang Ningnuan didn't give this man such a blatant look like Tang Lele.
Of course, as far as the bastard thing that Zhan Da Shao did, it was normal for a girl to be angry and put on a face, and he couldn't tell what it was, compared with the more beautiful and knowledgeable Miss Tang, he looked at Tang Lele more kindly.
"Lele," he took the initiative to talk, "what do you like to eat?" β
Tang Lele didn't speak, his gaze fell straight in a certain direction.
Zhan Moqian glanced at her quietly, and took Ji Hao's words very naturally, "Shiitake mushrooms, beef, winter bamboo shoots, chicken, potatoes, no celery, no tempeh, no carrots, no tofu, no broccoli, well, no pork ribs, and, no MSG." β
Ji Hao's expression was very weird.
He said, "Mo Qian, do you know what I like to eat and what I don't like to eat? β
He dared to bet 10,000 yuan, and Zhan Shao must not even know that he was not jealous.
Ji Hao deeply felt that his view of the world was challenged.
Zhan Shao actually remembered a woman's dining hobby so clearly and smoothly.
And that woman is not Tang Ningnuan yet.
Zhan Shao didn't care at all, "Why do I have to remember what you like to eat and what you don't like to eat?" β
After speaking, he glanced at Tang Lele quite dissatisfied, "I am used to a stinky problem." β
Ji Hao couldn't find the words to answer again.
Listening to this, why did he feel so ambiguous/ambiguous with such a reverie of spoiling?
It's just that Miss Tang doesn't seem to have reacted all the time.
Zhan Shao naturally discovered this, as soon as he saw Tang Lele's half-dead face, he became angry, and reached out to rudely clasp her face, "Tang Lele, do you put a look of death for me again?!" β
Her eyelashes moved, and she picked up an entertainment newspaper beside her, she smiled silently and said in a low voice, "I'm going to Tang's house today." β
She looked at Zhan Moqian's handsome face, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Don't worry Zhan Shao, I didn't go to Tang Ningnuan to expose our relationshipβit's just to meet an old friend." β
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At eight o'clock in the evening, the Tang family party.
The Tang Family Villa is located in a quiet and secluded suburb, with staggered lighting, creamy white walls, and elegant, luxurious and understated interiors.
Bright goblet glass flashing pupils, beautiful faces, more beautiful various evening dresses, smiles blooming, talking about business, talking about gossip.
As long as there is a crowd, there is a topic and a sense of existence that has not been played.
The upper class society in the capital, the evening party of the Tang family, Tang Ningnuan is a well-deserved spotlight, the envy and jealousy of women, and the admiration and coveting of men.
There will be no exception tonight, if the other woman does not show up.
"Su Juan would actually attend such a party...... Isn't she rarely seen in public? β
"Real people really look better than on TV......"
"Tsk, she shouldn't be with a big sum, right?"
"Come on, who doesn't know that she is Qin Xuan's fiancΓ©e, what else does she need for a big money, an Asian diva, a national goddess, she herself is a big money."
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