"Buckle it, I just don't work overtime at night!" He Mengjie's stubborn temper rose.

Could it be that she forgot what happened just now so easily! Let him go on a date at night, come back and drink unsatisfied, and then take advantage of her, and she won't do it! She's going on a date!

This time it was Wen Xuan's turn to be surprised, this week he was not afraid of deducting money this time?

He looked down at her. saw that she looked like a hedgehog that had been provoked, so he took out his mobile phone angrily and dialed a call in front of her.

"Hello? Wang Zihao, you didn't sleep, did you? My plans have changed, I'll have time to go to dinner with you after work tomorrow night! He Mengjie said as she flew towards Wen Xuan with a provocative look.

She finished quickly, hung up the phone, and said to Wenxuan: "Employees also have appointments, so they don't work overtime!" ”

Wen Xuan's face sank, and he was silent for a few seconds before ordering: "I'm not available tomorrow night." You're going on a date to bring to listen to the rain! ”

"Bring it!" He Mengjie was not afraid of death and went back.

So, this night, He Mengjie's dream was very chaotic. One will be kissed, one will be a quarrel with someone, and the other will be a date with a handsome guy.

The next morning, she got up early and dressed herself carefully. I combed a Korean-style scorpion braid, flipped the tail of the braid up, and pinned it with a beautiful butterfly hairpin. Then he wore a beautiful dress with little florals.

Because she occasionally had to stay overnight at Wen's house, she put some change of clothes here, and she was very glad that she brought her favorite dress.

Before she got up, she thought about it. Anyway, if you want to take Tingyu to eat with Wang Zihao at night, it is better to go out to play with Tingyu during the day, which can be regarded as work and entertainment.

Went downstairs and made breakfast. In order not to stain her dress, she made a Western-style breakfast. Milk bread and ham, as well as vegetables, are also abundant.

When he came out of the kitchen, Wen Xuan went downstairs in his home clothes, and when he saw her, he was stunned.

He Mengjie raised her chin towards him, with a hint of provocation.

The corners of Wen Xuan's lips curled slightly, as if there was a hint of a smile. He turned his head to look at the table, then said dissatisfied, "Why don't you make omelets?" ”

"This one is more nutritious than an omelet." He Mengjie replied.

Wen Xuan turned his head to look at her and snorted, "I think you're afraid of oil splashing on your skirt, right?" ”

He seemed to see her through and hit the nail on the head mercilessly.

He Mengjie pursed her lips and generously admitted: "Yes, that's because of this." This is one of my favorite skirts. ”

Wen Xuan snorted coldly, and his "poisonous tongue" rose: "Your vision is really not good, this skirt looks very tacky." ”

He Mengjie gritted her teeth and creaked, and her face looked indifferent, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you think it's not good-looking, it's not for you to see." ”

Wen Xuan's eyes narrowed.

He Mengjie then said: "Anyway, I have to go out at night to listen to the rain, so it's better for me to go out with the rain for a day today." ”

"Nope." Wen Xuan immediately objected.

"Why not? I don't think the rain will object, and I'm going to take her to the playground to play. Didn't you open a large playground in the western suburbs, and it's still an anime-"

"I think you're playing for yourself." Wen Xuan's yin and yang are weird.