"Feast? It has nothing to do with Mr. Yan. ”

Xie Tang: "What! There is more than one!! ”

……

With Xie Tang's visit, several girls set up a table to eat in the restaurant.

Xie Tangjiang Jin Mo Lixi sat in a row, plus Jian Xiaomian, who was on a standing tablet, and Mu Zhiqing, a child who was sitting opposite the four of them, well, alone.

Facing the wolf-like eyes of the four people opposite, the child took a sip of water from time to time to suppress his shock.

The fat cat at her feet rubbed her ankles, wanting something delicious on the table.

Until the bottom of this glass of water, Jiang Jinmo ate all the Coke chicken wings in front of him and wanted to go to Xie Tang to grab them, but Xie Tang didn't give them

Jiang Jinmo: "Do you want to recruit?" ”

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

Xie Tang: "What's your name?" ”

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

Li Xi: "Tall, short, fat and thin? ”

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

Jian Xiaomian: "Who is the people?" ”

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

The index fingers of the two hands of the very big child were pointed together and described in a soft voice according to the vague memory: "Probably, one meter nine tall, very tall, very straight, with very long legs. In her memory, his appearance suddenly overlapped with Mr. Yan in her description.

Mu Zhiqing thought to himself, sure enough, attractive people are all similar.

Xie Tang continued to extract a confession: "And then? ”

The little girl tilted her little head and looked at Xie Tang innocently: "No." ”

Li Xi is kind and seductive: "Then, what about appearance, character, and occupation?" ”

The little girl's eyes rolled, and she said regretfully: "I really don't know about this, I haven't seen it." ”

Xie Tang, Jian Xiaomian, Li Xi, Jiang Jinmo: "......"

Jian Xiaomian: "So you're sure you're thinking about men?" ”

Mu Zhiqing: "Yes." He's a man, I'm sure I can tell. ”

Jian Xiaomian was on the screen, showing an embarrassed but polite, smile.

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In the next thirty minutes, Mu Zhiqing told about her time in country F a year ago

The story of the snowy night on New Year's Eve.

This made Jiang Jinmo, a woman who was very longing for love, squinted her eyes: "Tsk, this is too romantic, if I can dance like this with Yan Lin, I will definitely be able to fly happily, if Yan Lin doesn't dance with me, Ye He Yan can do it." ”

Jian Xiaomian: "Dead woman, shut up." ”

Mu Zhiqingxin said: I just danced with Mr. Yan.

Xie Tang looked at her like a bullied rabbit, relented for a while, peeled a shrimp and handed it to Mu Zhiqing's mouth, and then said with emotion: "There may not be a romantic plot in the novel." ”

Mu Zhiqing opened his mouth to swallow the shrimp, his eyes were shining with starlight, and he was very satisfied.

Only Li Xi remained awake in the whole scene, and she knew deeply that she was the only one here who had a head-on confrontation with Mr. Yan to release hostility.

I couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable.

At least Mu Zhiqing, a little bit, didn't like the banquet.

After the torture was over, Jian Xiaomian put down her cruel words before disconnecting the video: "I'll be here soon, don't be complacent about you dead women!" ”

Jiang Jinmo stuck out his tongue at Jian Xiaomian: "Who wouldn't talk ruthlessly, you will talk about it when you come." ”

……

The bell rang at half past five, and she picked up her phone and clicked on the schedule file Jacqueline sent her.

Today is the second time I went to Shen's day.

After the simple stretching exercise after waking up in the morning, Mu Zhiqing took a shower, the temperature in Huaichuan was rising, she liked the temperature now, neither hot nor cold.