Su Mu: "Shh, keep your voice down."
"Uh..." He Wenzhuo slapped himself hard on the mouth, and cast a sideways glance in Jing Zhixuan's direction: "Oooh, stop talking."
The world is getting worse, and class reunions have become impure.
Some people come to show off, some come to look for business opportunities, there are also women who are forced to marry, and men who are looking for a night of excitement.
Therefore, when He Wenzhuo pulled Su Mu to the corner table, there were only four people sitting on the most inconspicuous eight-person table, and there were three vacancies after Su Mu joined.
Among the other three people present, two were older seniors and one was a young fat school girl, Su Mu didn't even know each other.
He Wenzhuo took him to introduce each other before sitting down, and Su Mu sat down after a brief exchange of greetings with his senior and junior.
The two seniors looked plainly dressed, both in trousers and soft shirts. They looked very low-key. I don't know if it was a low-key mix or a low-key personality.
The chubby girl probably weighed 180 pounds, and she had a low-key appearance. After saying hello to Su Mu, she lowered her head and indulged in the second dimension of her mobile phone.
Probably only that world can realize the beauty of her soul.
Su Mu specially wore a light gray semi-casual suit today, which is steady and simple. At first glance, it matches Jing Zhixuan's attire somewhat.
From this point of view, He Wenzhuo, who looks like a pouting peacock in pink and green, is the only shining star at this table.
In fact, there is no limit to the coquettishness! >﹏