Bringing a Son to Marry a Giant

Su Mu: "Shhhh, be quiet."

"Uh ..." He Wenzhuo cracked sharply on his mouth, and tilted his eyes in the direction of Jing Zhixuan: "Ao, don't say any more."

In the world, classmate gatherings have become impure.

Some people come to show off, some people come to look for business opportunities, and some women are forced to marry, and men look for exciting overnight.

Therefore, when He Wenzhuo took Su Mu to the most corner table, this table was the most inconspicuous eight people seated only four people, after Su Mu joined there are still three seats.

The other three people present here are two senior students and one young fat school girl. Su Mu doesn't know each other.

He Wenzhuo took him to introduce each other before he took his seat. Su Mu and the senior schoolgirls sat down briefly after a brief greeting.

The appearances of the two seniors were plain clothes, trousers and soft shirts. They looked very low-key. I don't know whether they were mixed low-key or low-key.

The fat girl estimated that she weighed 180 pounds. The proper appearance was low-key. After greeting Su Mu, she bowed her head and became obsessed with the mobile phone.

Probably only that world can realize her soul beauty.

Today, Su Mu wore a light gray semi-casual suit, which was stable and simple. At first glance, she was a bit like Jing Zhixuan's dress.

From this point of view, He Wenzhuo, who is wearing a green top and a pink peacock, is the only star on this table that will shine.

Actually it's Sao's boundlessness! > ﹏ <

After Su Mu joined the table, He Wenzhuo handed him a glass of orange juice, showing off: "Nice position, the province will be drunk for a while. I came out without hiding the yellow grilled clothes today. If I go back drunk, I will have a hard meal. . "

"Cough ~" Su Mu coughed twice, took the napkin paper handed by He Wenzhuo, rolled her throat, and smiled: "Lao Huang really sees more paintings, and is too lazy to pick people with serious eyes."

"Hey!" He Wenzhuo heard, raised his eyebrows and squeezed Su Mu's thin shoulders and laughed and cursed, "Why are you so slandering your clothes and food parents, so filial !!!!!"

"Hehe." Su Mu smiled with a sullen voice and raised an eyebrow at He Wenzhuo: "Speaking, when will you give me a new case, Haohao? Your son and grandson are almost out of food.

"You don't have to say it early if you don't have the money." He Wenzhuo patted his **** flamboyantly. "Ben can still starve to his own children and grandchildren."

"..." Don't overdo Su Mu, even if he is having fun with He Wenzhuo, his mind still stirs up the name Jing Zhixuan.

"Okay, well." A new plate of wooden whiskers was added, and the smoke was hot, and He Wenzhuo put Su Mu a piece of bone china plate in front of him: "Recently, whether it is a large company or home improvement The Nordic decoration style is popular, and the exhausting art painting is very popular. The Chinese painting market is indeed not as good as before, but you can rest assured that I will let my family take care of your side. "

"Huh, thank you, wild cricket." Su Mu lowered her head and picked up chopsticks, put the wood whisker in her mouth, and chewed. The taste of this dish is not bad.

Lao Huang, or picking clothes, is talking about He Wenzhuo's deceptive man, the famous Huang Yaoquan, a very high-end luxury local style.

However, according to He Wenzhuo, Huang Yaoquan met him and did not pick up his clothes to prove that he was naked.

As a result, Huang Yaoquan was given a special nickname by Huang Wenyi, Huang Wenyi, without hesitating to brain cells.

Huang Yaoquan is engaged in painting business. Su Mu has been raising children through painting in recent years, so He Wenzhuo, Huang Yaoquan ’s little neighbor, has become Su Mu ’s wild puppet.

After many years of understanding, He Wenzhuo also knows Su Mu. Things that owe humanity are forced to do it occasionally, but things that owe money are resolutely not done.

What's more, Su Mu is also a wealthy son and grandson for more than 20 years. It was also windy and rainy. Once Xiao Qinggao's shelf was put up, it was difficult to put it down.

A piece of wooden whisker, Su Mu and the orange juice finally swallowed.

His throat was so uncomfortable that tears were almost forced out.

No one knows that at this moment, the palms of his hands and feet are cold sweats, and the bamboo and wooden chopsticks in his hands are wet and can't hold the second piece of meat.

Jing Zhixuan is on the left-hand side of Su Mu, separated by He Wenzhuo and two round tables, and he should be able to see the person he thought about day and night.

He could even hear Jiang Meizi's admonishment to President Jing on the basis of the miscellaneous ensemble.

What a special green tea!

My heart was rolling with strong vinegar, but Su Mu didn't even have the courage to turn to look at Jing Zhixuan.

Compared with the proud Queen Jiao Su who was riding on Jing Zhixuan, holding a tie as a small whip, twisting Xiaoman's waist, and drank 'Driving and Driving'.

Great persuasion! !! !!

"Say, Mu Mu," said He Wenzhuo, lowering his chopsticks to get closer to Su Mu, biting his ears close to Su Mu: "Do n’t you come to see classmates here to attend class reunions, or would I come with you Toast. "

"!!!" Su Mu shook her head in a hurry: "No, no."

"Well, what's the pretence, you have become a big celebrity in order to beat him," He Wenzhuo sneered, "This brother Gothic bought you 'idiot. Han. Mei. Love' , To make up for you at night ~ Jing ~, huh? "

"Cough, cough." Su Mushun blushed and dropped chopsticks. He took He Wenzhuo's arm and took a deep breath. "You have a little voice. Also, this is not necessary."

"It seems ..." He Wenzhuo's eyes were suddenly gloomy, and his lips hummed coldly. "It's not necessary."

not far away.

I saw that King Emperor Jing Zhixuan generally turned away from the mad bees and butterflies around him, got up and left, and walked with a glass of wine.

His legs in business casual pants appeared to be particularly slender. When he moved, he slowly carried the wind and was overwhelmingly overbearing.

Like moving hormones, just a few steps away get the female eyes of the audience.

Su Mu, with He Wenzhuo's voice and gaze, also tilted her head to look at him, and the eyes of Shang Jingxuan were breathless.

The soul also trembled.

"Su Mu," Jing Zhixuan grinned with an uninhibited smile. When he stepped down, his steps were elegant and noble, like a cheetah foraging, and there was a dangerous atmosphere under laziness. "

"..." For five years, Jing Zhixuan ’s eyebrows have grown a bit longer and more mature, coupled with a height of nearly 1.99 meters and an imposing attitude, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. For a time, Su Mu's entire Trembling, there was a feeling of emptiness.

"Or, it should be said," Jing Zhixuan's lip angle gradually deepened, and arched body covered Su Mu's ears that looked down, the pupil of ink flashed a hint of playfulness, and said in a deep voice, "Master Jin, it's been a long time. "

The tone was not good, with Su Mu's familiar and unfamiliar evil spirit, but the temperature on the tip of his ears was so sweet that he was hypoxic.

Smelling the calm and familiar breath, Su Mu was really sure-he and Jing Zhixuan met again.

For a moment, tears filled his eyes.