It wasn't until the call was over that the aunt let go of Xu Chuanchuan's hand, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited."
"It's fine." Xu Chuanchuan shook off the sweat on his hands without a trace.
The aunt bent down to pick up the souvenirs on the ground and said, "Thank you, I would have to sleep on the street tonight if it weren't for you. I brought these things from home, you can get some."
"No, no, keep it for yourself."
"This... how funny is this."
Xu Chuanchuan smiled and said, "I have a package, and you didn't pay for that phone call just now. Auntie, wait here for someone to pick you up, we have to leave beforehand, bye!"
The aunt bowed to her: "Thank you, thank you so much."
Making Xu Chuanchuan feel embarrassed, he dragged Xu Xiangxiang and walked quickly towards the shopping mall.
Xu Xiangxiang was dragged into a mess by her, and said, "Sister, I didn't tell you. If you can hide from this kind of thing in the future, what can you do? You don't have any precautions."
"It's not that I'm not defensive, I don't think she's like a bad person."
Xu Xiangxiang sneered: "You can't write bad things on your face, how can you be more naive than me, some bad people are better than some actors, if you can easily be seen, how can there be so many misfortunes in society. You stare What am I doing?"
Xu Chuanchuan put one hand on his hip, a little helpless: "Why are you so nagging."
"I'm worried about you."
When Xu Chuanchuan looked over there, he found that the aunt was no longer there, carrying so many things on her small body. From a distance, she looked like a homeless scavenger. Xu Chuanchuan only felt that this scene was very sad.
She pondered for a while and said, "I just thought, if my mother also encountered such a situation, if passers-by are like you and no one is willing to help her, what should she do?"
Xu Xiangxiang stopped talking after listening.
After dinner, they walked around the mall by the way. There are many shops here with a dazzling array of goods, and Xu Xiangxiang wants to buy everything she sees.
"Sister, look, does this bag match my clothes?"
In a bag shop of a popular brand, Xu Xiangxiang fell in love with a certain bag at a glance, and she was reluctant to put it down when she put it in her hand. She circled in front of the mirror and called out to Xu Chuanchuan, but she got no response.
Xu Chuanchuan sat on the lounge chair in the store, looking out, as if in a daze.
Xu Xiangxiang walked up to her: "What are you looking at?"
Xu Chuanchuan thought she was an eyesore, so he reached out and turned her aside: "Look at the beauty."
"Where can there be a beautiful woman?" Xu Xiangxiang followed her gaze and found a beautiful woman trying on shoes in the shoe store opposite. A man squatted in front of the beautiful woman, holding her ankle, looking like her boyfriend.
Xu Xiangxiang gave a "wow" and said, "What beautiful legs!"
Xu Chuanchuan gave her a strange look.
Xu Xiangxiang did not notice. The allure of a beauty is far less than that of a bag. She quickly withdrew her gaze and said happily, "Sister, this bag looks good."
Xu Chuanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Want to buy it?"
Xu Xiangxiang nodded like smashing garlic.
Xu Chuanchuan pinched the label with his fingers, motioned her to look at the price, and said, "It will cost me half a month's salary. It's impossible for me to pay."
"Che, I didn't tell you to buy it for me." Saying so, Xu Xiangxiang felt distressed as if someone had cut out a piece of meat when she put down her bag.
Xu Chuanchuan didn't see it and said, "Let's go, I'll buy you sunscreen."
Selling cosmetics is in another range. Xu Xiangxiang stopped and walked, shuttled between various stores, touching this, looking at that, even if she didn't buy it, she would have endless fun.
Compared with her, Xu Chuanchuan seemed to be out of shape.
Xu Xiangxiang found her abnormal: "What are you looking at?"
Xu Chuanchuan's eyes flickered: "Nothing."
Xu Xiangxiang looked up and saw two unfamiliar beauties picking out skirts not far in front of her. Other than that, she didn't find anything suspicious.
Xu Chuanchuan pushed her and said, "Let's go."
"Oh."
Xu Chuanchuan breathed a sigh of relief. She felt a little crazy.
Just now, when Xu Xiangxiang was choosing a bag, she found someone in the store opposite. She was really a standard beauty, with long hair that was soft and smooth, her body uneven and her legs so white and so thin, she couldn't help but take a second glance.
She automatically blocked the man who was squatting in front of the beauty, observed the beauty's every move, and pondered what Anji said to her last night.
To judge a person's sexual orientation, the most direct criterion is to see whether he has sexual impulses towards the other party.
Xu Chuanchuan spied for a long time, but did not come up with any dirty thoughts. Even if she is crooked, it is impossible for her to fall in love with someone right away.
Of course, she didn't have any distractions in her heart. When the beautiful woman stood up and tried to walk, she naturally brushed the long hair that was blocking her vision, and a very inappropriate figure appeared in her mind.
She actually thought of Murong Shi...
I couldn't help but secretly compare the beauty I saw in front of me with Murong Shi...
Fortunately, Xu Xiangxiang rescued her in time, otherwise she would be stunned.
No wonder Murong Shi was so good-looking, and the scene of their first meeting was so special, she couldn't forget that bright face.
Everyone has a love for beauty, and Xu Chuanchuan feels that he is still "normal" so far.
…
Murong Shi was awakened by a phone call, opened her eyes and found that Jiang Shaohua was calling, and she didn't want to hang up.
The other party was still sensible and didn't bother her anymore, but she couldn't sleep.
The thick curtains blocked the light outside, and Murong Shi didn't even turn on the lights, lying down and playing with her phone.
Click on Weibo and hear a "ding dong" sound, there are unread messages.
It was a private message, and the sender was "Love Mala Tang" that Xiao Huangwen sent her that day.
Murong Shi stared at the last emoji for kissing for a long time before slowly typing a few words.
There are no poems in the feelings of a girl: "Do you always like to mess with your relatives?"
When reading the article, Murong Shi remembered that in "The Author Has Something to Say", the most frequently spoken word by someone was "Momada", and every time she saw her, she got goosebumps.
Love to eat Mala Tang: "No, just to show kindness [grievance]"
Murong Shi was slightly stunned.
The two messages were less than ten seconds apart, and the other party was actually online.
Murong Shi didn't expect Xu Chuanchuan to reply so quickly, and when she hesitated, another line of text was sent over there.
Love to eat Mala Tang: "Don't you play Weibo very often? I don't think you are more blogger."
It means she has already seen her homepage
Fortunately, Murong Shi's Weibo was just for entertainment. She didn't pay attention to anyone she knew in real life, and she didn't bother to post personal privacy on it.
Since the other party doesn't know who he is, there is nothing to worry about.
There is no poetry in girlish feelings: "Play occasionally."
With a "ding dong" sound, the system prompted her to have one more fan. Murong Shi clicked on the little man on the right, surprised that Xu Chuanchuan was paying attention to her.
Murong Shi's thoughts moved, and he returned the other party's attention.
Love to eat Mala Tang: "So you are a passerby, right?"
There are no poems in the feelings of a girl: "Well."
There is no point in guessing, since they are all wearing vests anyway, Murong Shi simply admits.
Love to eat Mala Tang: "Thank you for liking [shy], thank you for giving me so many thunders [shy]"
There are no poems in the feelings of a girl: "You're welcome, I just shook my hands wrong."
Seeing this sentence, Xu Chuanchuan who was walking stopped, causing Xu Xiangxiang who was behind her to be unprepared, and bumped into her back with a thud.
"Sister, what are you doing! You are either in a daze or playing with your phone all day long. Can't you accompany me shopping?" Xu Xiangxiang looked at her whimpering.
Xu Chuanchuan said with a guilty conscience: "Someone is looking for me, I will reply to WeChat."
Xu Xiangxiang did not suspect him, and walked into an accessories store.
Xu Chuanchuan dared to look at the phone, and typed quickly with his fingers: "Anyway, thank you very much for [hugging] then... If it's because of the tremor, I can only refund half of the money, because Jinjiang has deducted half of it [grievance] "
On the other side, Murong Shi, who was suddenly skinned, couldn't help laughing after reading the message she sent, and said to himself in the air, "It's so deceiving."
The spirit slowly recovered, Murong Shi stretched, turned on the light, and was about to get up when she heard a "ding dong" sound again.
Loves to eat Mala Tang: "I need to clarify something with you. The meat I showed you was not written by me... I was actually quite embarrassed when I received the deep-water torpedo you cast for me last time..."
Murong Shi froze as soon as his feet touched the ground.
Didn't she write it
No wonder Murong Shi felt so disobedient after reading it.
Xu Chuanchuan looked dumbfounded, and the little Huang Wen was too explicit. No matter how boring a person is, it is impossible to have such a big contrast, right
There is no poem in the girl's feelings: "So you are going to give me half of the money back?"
Love to eat Mala Tang: "Yes... I will send you a red envelope with the author number, Jinjiang will deduct a little handling fee, and the money will be returned to your balance."
And this kind of operation
Murong Shi was silent for a while. She didn't care about the money, and the reason why she told the other party so much was simply because she slept too much and had nothing to do.
It is very delicate to think about it carefully. How dare Xu Chuanchuan talk to her so much in the company on weekdays? Not to mention taking the initiative to find her and play cute.
No one could see anyone across the internet, and Murong Shi became teased again.
There is no poem in the girl's feelings: "Trouble, don't retire. You write a new copy for me, which is compensation."
Love to eat Mala Tang: "!!!"