"Hey, beast, didn't my daddy see you upset? Why did you suddenly drink with you? Han Xiaoyi lay on the soft floor of Simmons, shaking Bai Shengsheng's calves. Ask Lin Ze, who was squatting next to the small coffee table and eating lo-mei noodles.

Lin Ze sucked the noodles into his mouth and said vaguely, "Maybe I'm impressed by my handsomeness." ”

"Phew." Han Xiaoyi said disdainfully. "Don't talk about my daddy's demeanor when he was young, even now it won't lose to you."

"You don't understand this, whether it's a man or a woman, they all pay attention to a pink and tender. Can your daddy be as pink as me? Lin Ze took a sip of noodle soup, wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with a satisfied face, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

Han Xiaoyi was too lazy to have a verbal dispute with this stuffy person, got out of bed barefoot, opened the huge wardrobe, and said to Lin Ze: "Ming'er I want to attend a dance party, what kind of clothes do you say look good in wear?" ”

Women are the ones who please themselves.

Subconsciously, Han Xiaoyi has taken Lin Ze's appreciation taste as her standard for dressing. This kind of little daughter mentality, I'm afraid that even Han Xiaoyi didn't notice it.

"It's not for me, I don't care what you wear." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke heartlessly. But I thought to myself. "I think you must look good without clothes."

"You bastard." Han Xiaoyi's teeth were itchy and dissatisfied. "You didn't want to go with me, why didn't you show you?"

"I'm going too?" Lin Ze's eyes widened and he said curiously. "What are you going to do with a friend and pulling me to?"

"You are my personal bodyguard, you will follow me wherever I go. Is there a problem? Han Xiaoyi was like a tigress, glaring at him viciously.

"I didn't see you take me to the women's bathroom." Lin Ze retorted.

Han Xiaoyi was about to say something, but Lin Ze got up in a hurry, glanced at the wardrobe a few times, and said dissatisfied. "Why don't you have men's clothes?"

"This is my room, my closet, do you think I have a transvestite?" Han Xiaoyi gave him a blank look.

"You let me go to the prom, you can't let me wear a shirt or jeans, can you? I won't do this kind of embarrassing thing. Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke.

"I'll ask Fauber to help you prepare a set, and you can give me some advice first." Han Xiaoyi picked out a few very gorgeous and dazzling dresses, some black, some white, some purple, and some red. Shook in front of Lin Ze and asked. "You think I'm fit in that color."

"Nude." Lin Ze said very succinctly and clearly.

"Lewd man."

"Thank you." Lin Ze extinguished the cigarette butt, pushed Han Xiaoyi away, and said impatiently. "Die a little bit, don't affect my hairstyle."

Han Xiaoyi burst into laughter, not at all angered by Lin Ze's vulgar behavior, and asked with a smile, "Do you still know how to make a hairstyle?" ”

"No kidding. A rich kid like you would definitely attend an extraordinary ball. If I don't dress up, how can I hook up with a lonely little rich woman? Lin Ze looked at her like an idiot and urged. Go get me a bottle of hairspray, I'm going to make a hairstyle that doesn't lose my sense of surname and looks pure and glamorous. Do you think 37 or 55 is better? I think it's too unrestrained, and it's not suitable for me who is shy. Five-five points are a little more reserved, and there are some differences with my unruly surname, alas, I'd better be a big back-"

Han Xiaoyi was devastated by Lin Ze, holding a bunch of expensive clothes, twisting her little buttocks, and walking towards the bathroom with small steps. I don't want to be in the same room with this beast.

Ten minutes later, Lin Ze stared at himself in the mirror with satisfaction and praised: "If I don't say it, who will believe that I am Lin Ze and not Chow Yun-fat?" ”

Sitting on the soft Simmons, Lin Ze stilted up Erlang's legs and lit a cigarette, and just took a puff, Han Xiaoyi walked out of the bathroom shyly. Stepping on her high heels, she cautiously came to Lin Ze's side, and asked with a little excitement and expectation, "What do you think of my clothes?" ”

Lin Ze only glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

This girl is really quite a lady of all the people.

A long black dress enveloped her slender and slender body, and she didn't look bloated at all. Of course, there is no sultry charm of mature women. But this long skirt does not take the route of heritage, but a fashionable and trendy long skirt, worn on Han Xiaoyi, setting off this quirky, lively and lovely girl like a dark elf, playful and delicate. It's fascinating.

The long skirt reached the ankle, and a pair of high-heeled shoes of about seven centimeters under his feet made the tall Han Xiaoyi stand out from the crowd.

Lin Ze touched his chin and looked at it a few times, and commented sincerely: "Pretty is beautiful, but I feel that something is missing." ”

Under Han Xiaoyi's confused expression, Lin Ze slapped his thigh and grinned: "I thought of it!" After that, he turned around and went out, and about three minutes later, he ran back to Han Xiaoyi's boudoir, holding a black necklace in his hand.

The necklace was made of black beads with a very rough appearance, dull, like a black and thick hemp rope, which was not beautiful at all.

"Come, I'll put it on for you." Lin Ze grabbed it and shook it as if he was ostentatious, and said with a serious face.

Han Xiaoyi's heart suddenly, turned his head slightly, and faced the mirror and didn't dare to speak.

Lin Ze walked behind her, carefully helped her put on the heavy and rough necklace, and then pressed his palms on her shoulders, grinning in the mirror: "Look, did the aura come out all of a sudden?" ”

Han Xiaoyi's ears were blown by a hot wind, and her legs were a little weak, so she pretended to be idle: "It's not good, and it's so heavy, do you want to crush me?" ”

"You know, it's called texture. The appearance is a little ugly, but this necklace is very historical. Lin Ze pursed his lips and said disdainfully. I told you that you wouldn't understand, anyway, you can wear it if you want to, and you can return it to me if you don't want to wear it. ”

Lin Ze stretched out his hand to take it off, but Han Xiaoyi quickly covered his chest, hurriedly avoided his body and said, "Hey, why are you so stingy?" I've sent it away, and there's a reason to go back? ”

"Don't you like it?" Lin Ze was puzzled.

"Whether you like it or not is my business, you have already sent it out." Han Xiaoyi glanced at him, pushed him a few times, and urged. "Go back to your room, I'm going to rest after a long day."

Lin Ze was kicked out of the door, shook his head and went back to the room.

Han Xiaoyi made sure that Lin Ze would return to the room, and carefully locked the door, and then took out a mini cartoon notebook from his backpack. Holding a small notebook to the desk, he turned on the lamp, held the pen in his pink little hand, and opened the notebook.

"Tuesday, May 1st, the weather turned sunny to cloudy. Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The Dead Beast sent me a necklace today.

Although it is very heavy and rough, even the neck will be crooked when you wear it. It's also very skin-piercing. But I'm still happy.

Originally, Daddy's attitude towards Lin Ze was so bad at noon, and I was still very worried that they would have a conflict. But in the evening they drank together, and drank a lot. I think a man like Lin Ze, who is indulgent and uninhibited on the outside, but is very stable and mature in his bones, should be liked by Daddy.

Tomorrow, Chen Xueqin, a group of idle women, will prepare a dance party, and said that they must bring a male partner. Hmph, it seems that I, Han Xiaoyi, can't find an excellent man.

Although the dead beast is not so handsome, it can't even compare to Daddy. But he's still quite manly, and I like to see his dark and deep eyes the most. Every time I look at it, I feel like it has a story. Alas, could it be that I, Han Xiaoyi, really like this bad thing?

But since this dead guy kissed Miss Ben, he can't just pat his ass and leave. If Miss Ben really falls in love with this guy one day, he will have to accept Miss Ben if he doesn't accept it, or let Daddy throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.

Unconsciously wrote so much again, Miss Ben was tired and went to sleep. ”

Han Xiaoyi threw away the pen, opened her lips slightly and blew the handwriting, letting it dry faster.

Miss Han stared at the book in a daze, her delicate and fashionable face was a little trance-like, and her beautiful big eyes were full of strange colors.

Who would have thought that Han Xiaoyi, who is fashionable and spicy, looks crazy, and is still very frizzy, would write a note? In anyone's opinion, writing a narrative should be done by a talented woman like Dong Xiaowan with a delicate mind. It doesn't match Han Xiaoyi at all.

In fact, Han Xiaoyi has been writing notes for some years. Speaking in detail, it starts with the first time she came to talk to her aunt -

However, she wrote that she had three days of fishing, and two days of drying nets. It wasn't until Lin Ze played games with her in the boudoir and couldn't help but snort afterwards that the eldest lady of the Han family picked up this habit again.

Keep a daily record of your life. Of course, it is the trivial life related to Lin Ze.

A domineering lady like Han Xiaoyi, will she record the game career of Han Xiaobao, a fool?

He took off the black bead necklace around his neck, rubbed it with his slender and smooth fingers for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "This beast is really tasteless, how can Miss Ben's delicate and beautiful girl be suitable for wearing this kind of necklace that looks like the ornament of the leader of a primitive tribe in Africa?" Alas, it's a headache to know a man who has no taste. ”

Han Xiaoyi put the black bead necklace next to her pillow to prevent the urge to force her surname to forget to wear this necklace and go out tomorrow.

It's ugly, but after all, it's the first gift Lin Ze gave her. Han Xiaoyi, a fairly sensible girl, will not disappoint Lin Ze.

I went to the bathroom to soak in a milk bath, and did yoga for another hour to burn off excess calories before I lay down in bed calmly.

Before going to bed, she couldn't help but send a text message to Lin Ze.

"Beast, remember to wake me up at nine o'clock tomorrow. When I wake up, I see a hearty breakfast on the table downstairs. ”

Regardless of whether Lin Ze is asleep or not, whether Lin Ze will see it or not, and whether he will reply or not, Han Xiaoyi wants to send this text message.

She didn't mind what time Lin Zeming called her, and she didn't care if she could have breakfast after getting up, let alone whether the breakfast was rich. She just wanted to send him a text before bedtime and that's it.

How many people can understand the girl's soft mind like a needle under the sea?

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Fat Fat Asks for Flowers!