The golden boy becomes rough uncle in seconds!

Aunt Pan was shocked, but fortunately, she immediately reacted again.

Isn't it his own man who pushed the door in? It turned out to be a fresh ravioli. The timing of the coming is called a coincidence! I didn't find it if I didn't compare, and his bearded and dodged eyes were really unwindy, but that wasn't the point. Aunt Pan's eyes purred and her smile deepened. In the evening, there is a fresh common topic, and you can lie under the covers to discuss the possibility of your first love getting married.

It turned out that Uncle Pan came to the door and saw that the door was covered up. And when he heard someone talking from within, he pushed the door of his own accord and entered. Kankan pushed open the door, and what came into his eyes was a heroic big boy.

He knows him!

But he never imagined that he would be so close to face to face!

At one moment, he was flustered, and after seeing clearly that there was no strange wave in the boy's eyes, he quickly calmed down and said, "I almost thought I went to the wrong door." Xiao Yan, are you a guest at home? ”

Mo Yan was grateful to Uncle Pan, he had just saved her from low blood sugar in the morning, and now he saw that he had taken the time to come back to deliver raw wontons for her, so he replied very respectfully: "Uncle Pan, it's my classmate." ”

Wang Chengyou politely smiled at Uncle Neyan: "Uncle Pan is good." ”

"Okay, okay."

Uncle Pan lined up, made way of a passage, and let the pair of high school students out of the room.

"Mom, let's go."

"Okay, come back early after dinner."

Wang Chengyou secretly glanced at Mo Yan on his side, and was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. It's really not a shame that I planned a lot, and I really made an appointment with her 3 hours in advance.

I took seven or eight steps in my heart, and I intuitively felt that something was wrong behind me. Wang Chengyou turned his head sharply, and strangely found that Uncle Mu Ne was looking at him deeply, but as soon as he met his gaze, the uncle flashed into the door.

"Mo Yan, do the neighbors have a good relationship with your family?" He remembered very well that when Uncle Xu Qinglai disturbed Mo Yan's house at night, no neighbors came out to help.

"It's closer than the average neighbor. Uncle Pan opened a small wonton shop with 3 or 4 dining tables, Aunt Pan is not in good health, she has been recuperating at home, they have no children, Aunt Pan likes to come to my house to play when she is lonely. ”

Wang Chengyou nodded.

As they spoke, they had already reached the downstairs, and a new car with a royal blue trident logo was parked downstairs. Wang Chengyou took two quick steps and raised his hand to touch the door of the car.

Mo Yan didn't feel a pause. She remembered that the logo was called Maserati!

In her understanding, it was a car that could no longer be trenched. Maybe it's a landlord who has come to show off again.

"You-" She knew that Wang Chengyou's car was a Mercedes-Benz, and she also knew how much boys loved cars, but it was not good to see a luxury car pounce on it and touch it.

However, before the first word of "you don't touch it" came out, Mo Yan consciously stopped.

The car door was opened by Wang Chengyou.

He made a gesture of please to her.

"This ......," she gasped. Although the car was very proud, she felt very sad.

Perhaps it was the facts that struck her, reminding her once again that they breathe the same air and participate in the same activities, but to no avail, they are still people in two worlds.

"This is my mother's car, and I said a lot of good things today, and I finally tricked me into driving for a long time."

Maserati president car, the official market price is 1.9408 million. Brother Zhang opened it in his hand, and felt that his heart was extremely happy and high-spirited.

Wang Chengyou briefly introduced Mo Yan and Brother Zhang to each other, and he sat in the back seat with Mo Yan as a matter of course.

"Let's go to the place where we change clothes first, and there is a styling service where we can do hairstyles, mustaches, etc., depending on the outfit." Wang Chengyou didn't dare to say everything, he deliberately designed a big circle, but in fact, there was only one purpose - to have lunch with Mo Yan. He wanted to have lunch with her, and he thought about it for a long, long time.

The car drove to the Meisha styling club that Wang Chengyou said, and the manager on duty of the club apologized with a smile, saying that the person who made the reservation had been scheduled until 12 o'clock at noon, and the service after 1 o'clock could be reserved for the two.

Wang Chengyou immediately turned to Mo Yan: "Then, let's go have a meal first?" ”

Mo Yan withdrew his gaze from the exaggerated interior decoration, embarrassed to look directly at the tall male manager of Cai Kangyong, and when he heard Wang Chengyou ask her, he immediately nodded and agreed like a chicken pecking rice.

"Phew." Coming out of the lobby of the clubhouse, Mo Yan let out a turbid breath. The male manager could smell the smell of fat dust within a radius of 5 meters. "How did you find it?" The tone is somewhat disgusting.

"Meisha Styling Club? Famous in the cosplay world! Many Cosers have come from out of town to perfect the styling details. ”

Wang Chengyou may be stating a fact, but to Mo Yan's ears, it has a different sense of irony. Not long ago, she was ashamed to lie about cosplay in front of her mother and Aunt Pan.

Seeing Mo Yan's face suddenly blushing, Wang Chengyou immediately changed the topic with interest.

"There's a kaiseki restaurant nearby, but I've never been there. I've always wanted to try it, how about we go here? ”

What do you think? Although the guy next to him was asking himself how he was, his tone and demeanor didn't have a hint of uncertainty. Mo Yan gradually understood why Wang Chengyou came to the door before 11 o'clock for the event held at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

I'm afraid that all this was premeditated by him.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan suddenly panicked. After the panic, it was the sweetness of honey that came out from the depths of my heart. The sweetness of the honey is getting more and more, and the reason may be off the line at any time.

Mo Yan looked up, she had never been here, and she never knew that there was such a small street full of Japanese style in the city where she lived.

Mo Yan was still hesitating, but he had already persuaded his mind in his heart: just let go of the burden and spend an afternoon, just one afternoon.

"I remember that the house where I ate wasokok was only two houses away from the clubhouse, and the restaurant was originally a private house...... This is it. ”

Mo Yan raised his head and saw the word "Zhaofu". The name of this elegant private house with a quiet courtyard and a magnified bonsai is so down-to-earth that it invisibly dissolves a small half of Mo Yan's tension.

"Kaiseki cooking...... she knows a little bit. It seems to be extremely exquisite, and it is even called a food and beverage art. Art students are naturally curious about artworks, and although she is no longer an art student, her curiosity is not diminished at all.

Wang Chengyou pushed the low hedge into the courtyard, and his steps did not hesitate at all, how did he look like he had never been here. Mo Yan followed behind him, and only then did he realize that it seemed that from the moment he entered the Meisha Modeling Club, Brother Zhang had automatically become invisible.

A heavy bamboo curtain blocked the view, Wang Chengyou lifted the bamboo curtain, turned around and asked Mo Yan to go first.

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