Ninety The second generation of the magic capital has this person?
The young second generation who have no worries about food and clothing naturally focus on eating, but they have their troubles.
Next to a few young women wrapped in name tags:
"I heard that Liao Dill was coming, why didn't you see it?"
"How could that kind of woman who thinks of herself as the leader of the younger generation of the Demon Capital every day participate in a brainless gathering like ours?"
"Brainless, at least big breasts, does she Liao Dill have breasts?"
"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"
Since going to Zheziling, Wen Rou has blackened Liao Dill and has never been in touch recently.
It's really that this girl is too noisy at night, and she is harassed.
Wen Rou took out her mobile phone, and both the phone and WeChat pulled Liao Dill back.
"Alas, Liao Dill is here!" The woman at the table next to her said suddenly.
Wen Rou looked up at the entrance.
Liao Dill in a long white dress, tall and cold, came in with an equally tall young man.
"Sister Liao, Brother Zhou, are you together?" Immediately someone surrounded him and went up to greet him.
The tall man smiled: "I met at the door." It's quite a whole person, Xiaochun, you have a really big face, the younger generation of the magic capital is here, right? ”
Xiaochun second generation: "Where is it, it's just that everyone hasn't been together for a long time, and it just so happens that I want to do it, so I'll all come over, it's great that you two can come." ”
Liao Dill said: "What is today's theme?" ”
She is cold and reserved, her words are like the subject landing, and the whole person is beautiful and incomprehensible.
Wen Rou couldn't help but say, "That's not right! ”
Qin Qingtian, who was cooking next to him: "What's wrong, Master?" ”
"Nothing." Wen Rou hurriedly turned to silent communication with Douzi, "How can a person have completely opposite temperaments during the day and night?" ”
Douzi said: "Everyone has a lot of faces, and she in the daytime, maybe her mask." ”
Wen Rou nodded: "What Douzi said makes sense, but it is also possible that Liao Dill is schizophrenic, and another person's personality will be split at night." ”
"If it's schizophrenia, we think that Liao dill at night is more cute."
"I think so too. I'll try it in a moment to see if she recognizes me,"
"She can pretend she doesn't know." Beans are becoming more aware of the human mind.
"Beans are so smart, but what is pretended is pretended, and there will always be flaws."
Although those women were very ruthless in talking about Liao Dill behind their backs, as soon as Liao Dill came, they rushed up to greet and chat with Liao Dill one by one, fearing that they would fall behind.
When you come back from the conversation, you can continue to say bad things:
"Is Liao Dill going to marry the Zhou family?"
"Although Liao Dill thinks she is excellent, but if she is not as good as Zhou Gongzi, is it still a lot worse?"
"I don't think Zhou Gongzi may be able to look at her, I didn't see the beginning, as soon as I entered the door, Zhou Gongzi explained that the two of them met at the door?"
"What if Liao Dill is upside down? Zhou Gongzi had a lot of tweed below. ”
"Just her skin and bones, Zhou Gongzi is too lazy to touch it, right?"
……
Liao Dill finally had almost finished socializing, and began to take the dinner plate to the fruit section next to it to get food.
Wen Rou saw the opportunity and planned to go over to test it.
But she only rushed halfway before she stopped, because one person was ahead of her - Wen Zixian.
The two of them seemed to be going to pick a certain fruit, and they met together, and then they started talking.
Wen Rou thought about it and decided to join them.
Because Wen Ruozhen's letter mentioned that the two of them became husband and wife and lived happily. Perhaps the communication between the two had something to do with the completion of her mission.
Wen Rou took the plate and squeezed it between the two: "This fruit is good, I'll have some too, thank you." ”
Wen Rou sandwiched a few pieces of durian at once, I'll go, it stinks, this smell is really wrong, but you have to endure it.
Liao Dill politely stepped aside and smiled: "This is a Vietnamese big durian, the variety is very good, do you like it too?" ”
"yes, uh-" Wen Rou couldn't hold back her retching stinking smell, "Well, I just ate too much." Yes, this fruit is good. Wen Rou held the plate and tried her best to keep it away from her, so she couldn't see the disgust on Wen Zixian's face at all.
Liao Diluo said: "What is the girl's surname? I haven't seen you before. ”
Wen Rou looked at her eyes seriously: "You say again that you haven't seen me." ”
Liao Dill looked confused, and carefully searched her memory, Wen Rou's body type, if she saw it once, she must be able to remember, and it was a second generation.
The second generation of the magic capital, I really can't remember who has such a body shape, this can't be weighed without 200 catties, right?
Wen Rou looked at Liao Mingdi's confused expression and communicated with Douzi: "Is the acting too good, or do you really remember me?" ”
Bean: "Whatever the case is, there's a problem. ”
Wen Rou agreed: "Yes, but it has nothing to do with us if there is a problem." ”
"But Wen Ruozhen's letter specifically mentioned her, does it have anything to do with the completion of our mission?"
"It doesn't matter if you can only pray, but if you do, the task is too complicated." Wen Rou regretted it after speaking, and felt that she was planting a flag, but fortunately, she communicated with Douzi in her heart, and she didn't say it in her voice, so it didn't count.
Wen Rou only cared about her mental activities, and didn't answer Liao Dill for a long time, Wen Zixian took the opportunity to chat with Liao Dill again: "Aunt Xia Okay, I haven't visited her for a long time." ”
Liao Dill said: "My mother is still the same, and she mentioned your mother to me yesterday, and every time she mentions your mother, she is sad and regretful." ”
Wen Zixian nodded and said, "Say hello to Aunt Xia on my behalf, I have time to visit her." ”
"Okay. You must have been very busy lately, I heard my uncle mention the listing of the golden years some time ago. ”
Wen Zixian tugged at the corners of his mouth lightly: "Busy is like that, we people, don't be busy?" I'm just a little more busy than you are. ”
Before the two could say a few words, Zhou Gongzi came over and shouted, "Dill, the activities over there have begun, let's go over." ”
Liao Dill put down the uneaten fruit bowl and went over there to participate in the main event of the party.
Wen Rou also took the opportunity to put down her plate of stinky durian. With this taste, even if it tastes good in her mouth, she won't try it.
The second generation played their games lively, and Wen Rou and the three continued to cook.
"Abbe, even if it's delicious, don't eat too much, it will be uncomfortable at night." Wen Rou lowered her head to eat, and did not forget to tell Abbe.
As soon as she looked up, she was already sitting quietly opposite, no longer eating, Qin Qingtian had already finished eating to watch the games of the second generation, and only she had a rounder belly.
The second generation had a great time, and it didn't end until after 11 o'clock in the evening.
Qin Qingtian has a cheerful and bold personality, although the age difference is more than 100 years, he actually has a good time with these children, and leaves several contact information for each other, including the second generation of men who talk about the world, and the second generation of beautiful and noble women.