Chapter 8 How can you get married if you don't wear less?

Lin Xing'er and Ben didn't want to pay attention.

"Who?" Cuihua leaned over.

"The man I married."

"Wake up." Cuihua's face was full of disbelief.

Then the phone rang, and you didn't need to look to know that it was Mu Chen.

Don't pick it up!

Immediately afterwards, Cuihua's mobile phone also rang, "Hey? Ah, she's here, you wait. ”

"Xing'er, looking for you."

Belch...?

There was a vague premonition, and Mu Chen's suppressed angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why don't you answer my phone?" ”

"Uh, I didn't hear that." Just don't pick it up, what's the matter!

"What time do you get off work?" The other party's tone was slightly softened.

"Six o'clock." What's wrong?

"Okay."

……

What?

Before Lin Xing'er could react to what he meant, the phone hung up.

Hey, neuropathy, whatever.

However, Cuihua's gossip face stared at her with malicious intent.

Lin Xinger took the initiative to confess: "It was my nominal husband who called." ”

Cut~ Cuihua's eyes rolled so smoothly, "Could it be that you borrowed an online loan, and someone called my mobile phone to collect the debt." ”

For the emerald flowers with such rich imagination, Lin Xing'er can only bow to the wind.

"By the way, Xing'er, you're going to wear this to the class reunion tonight?" Cuihua looked disgusted, "Then the vixen is going too?" ”

Lin Xing'er was slightly stunned, and then she understood that the fox spirit that Cuihua was talking about was Wang Yanxin, so she nodded, remembering that she saw their chat in the group of classmates before, and said that she was going.

"She shouldn't take Xu Bo with her!"

was really righted by Cuihua, that Wang Yan couldn't wait to post photos of the two in the classmate group to show affection, and the whole class knew that she was abandoned.

Cuihua's slightly chubby face showed a look of jealousy and hatred, and she insisted on getting off work early and pulling Lin Xing'er to the mall to choose clothes.

"Xing'er, I can only help you get here." Cuihua picked out a nude deep V-neck miniskirt and forced it into the locker room.

Damn, Cuihua, you don't have anything wrong with your brain!

"If you don't wear less, how can you get married!" Cuihua continued: "You have such a good figure, you dress a little sexy, and when the time comes, you will hook Xu Bo's soul, presumably Wang Yanxin will definitely be angry to death, haha..."

Cuihua's words seemed to make some sense, but her purpose was just not to lose face.

Lin Xing'er had the mentality of giving it a try, and the result was super good, there was no trace of fat around her waist, and her legs were straight and symmetrical, however, Lin Xing'er put a small shoulder on the outside, no matter how Cuihua persuaded her, she couldn't take it off, and exposing her thighs was already her limit.

It is said that the location of this class reunion was selected in the VIP private room of a high-end restaurant in the city center.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a few old classmates chatting happily around Wang Yanxin.

Lin Xing'er wanted to find a corner to sit down in a low-key manner, but she didn't expect to be seen by Wang Yanxin, and beckoned to her with a smile: "Xing'er, you're here, come and sit here." ”

There was a smell of intrigue in the air.

Seeing that Lin Xing'er didn't move, a classmate named Juanjuan next to him got up and pulled Lin Xing'er to Wang Yanxin's side, and said with a smile: "Yanxin has already left a place for you, sit down, how long have we not seen each other, almost five years, right?" ”

Mmmm, Lin Xing'er nodded.

"Today, our place was originally full, but fortunately, my boyfriend of Yanxin, I heard that this store is still opened by their family, no, I also gave us a VIP private room, how good, by the way, Yanxin's boyfriend also brought, super handsome." Juanjuan seemed to think of something, and patted her head: "The relationship between the two of you is so good, you must have met a long time ago." ”