Lanshan stared at a big red wedding invitation, as if planning to burn a hole in it with his eyes.
Qiao Feng was a little curious, "Whose invitation is this? Don't you like it?"
The blue shirt folded the wedding invitation and threw it on the coffee table. He twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered, "There is a creature in this world called an ex-boyfriend."
Qiao Feng took the invitation and opened it up. The text of the wedding invitation is printed, only the name of the blue shirt is handwritten. The 0.7 signature pen, the strokes are symmetrical and sleek between the folds, and it seems very appropriate. Qiao Feng nodded and praised, "The writing is good."
Blue shirt with black thread, "Hey!"
"However," he said with a turn of the conversation, "Although it is neat, but the pen is gentle, the strokes are constricted and not made, and you look at people with words. You ex-boyfriend, your personality is probably a bit weak."
Lanshan was amused by him, "You are so mysterious, how are you a scientist?"
Qiao Feng is quite confident, "This is also science."
"As a little noodle melon, you still say that others are weak?"
Qiao Feng looked at her, his long eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes were a little unkind, "Do you think I am weak?"
Uh... The blue shirt was taken aback by him, and he was lost in thought. Is Qiao Feng weak? It looks pretty good, but in fact, people’s brains are well-developed and cerebellums are also well-developed, and the money they make can sell them cutely, and they're so big in their hands. Where is their weakness
The reason why people feel "weak" is entirely because this person is too gentle and never has an aggressive aura, which creates an illusion. But in fact, his revolutionary stance became stubbornly firm when he encountered certain things. Such a person cannot be described as "weak", or even simply as "strong". Lanshan thought for a while and said, "You are like this, and the scientific name should be called'playing a pig and eating a tiger'."
Qiao Feng was fairly satisfied with her answer, at least she didn't think he was "weak". He looked at the invitation and asked, "Is this Sheng Yu your ex-boyfriend?"
"No, if I guessed right, Sheng Yu should be a woman. My ex-boyfriend is Yang Xiaoxiu."
… Good name. Qiao Feng folded the invitation, then looked at the blue shirt calmly and asked, "How long are you together?"
Lanshan thought for a while, "More than a year, right? I don't remember clearly."
That's stupid. He was a little bit contemptuous, but suddenly it seemed that he had thought of something. He asked again, "How long have you been apart? Don't remember?"
Lanshan was a little impatient, "You count it yourself. I was with him when I just graduated and worked. One year... Almost three or four months later, we will separate." She found that Qiao Feng is quite talented.
Qiao Feng had already figured it out in an instant, and then asked, "Why separate?"
Speaking of this, Lanshan has to sigh how excellent his predecessor is, "Because his mother dislikes me. I think I have a bad education, a bad job, and I am not a local—their family conditions seem to be pretty good. In fact, the most important thing is. Yeah, Yang Xiaoxiu's cowardice didn't dare to be angry or daring to speak to his mother, and then the old lady dumped him out of anger."
Qiao Feng captured some key information from this long passage, "You have already talked about marriage?"
Lanshan was so ashamed that she wanted to cover her face, "Don't mention it, who didn't have a brain-dead, right?" She had just graduated at that time and had a bad job, so she was very confused and helpless. There is a way to marry a child early. The impulse of this remnant life. At that time, Yang Xiaoxiu chased her so fiercely, she first chanted with him. Who could have thought that it would end like that in the end... Fortunately, she figured it out in time. People stand between heaven and earth and shouldn't think about things. The most reliable one is always herself.
Qiao Feng looked perplexed, "Then do you love him?"
When I heard this question, Lanshan was a little confused. She leaned on the sofa and recollected it carefully before repliing, "To be honest, although I have been in love, but, I really haven't been to anyone who wants to die or live. Can't live it... So I shouldn't love him."
He lowered his eyebrows, his gaze was completely covered by the little brush-like eyelashes, "So are you going to this wedding party or not?"
"Fuck him!" said Lan Shan, and took the invitation to tear it off. Just hard, she suddenly stopped and asked Qiao Feng, "You said, Yang Xiaoxiu sent me the invitation, it was to me Is the old relationship unforgettable? Or do you want to show off with me?"
Qiao Feng shook his head, "How do I know."
Suddenly, the blue shirt rubbed on the sofa, nudged to his side, and looked at him grinningly. Qiao Feng straightened his waist, glanced at her slantingly, and raised his eyebrows vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"
The blue shirt hooked his shoulder, "Xiao Fengfeng, accompany me to the wedding banquet?"
Qiao Feng struggled feebly. She was too close, and the line of her chest rubbed his arm, making him too nervous to move.
Lan Shan didn't realize this, she shook his shoulder, "Okay? You don't have to do anything else, just go to that station and use it as a vase, and let Yang Xiaoxiu's mother see, the old lady's current boyfriend, Dump his son Shi Tiaojie! Heh heh heh..."
Qiao Feng lowered his head and whispered, "I'm not your boyfriend."
"Ann La An La, just doing a favor, pretending to be my boyfriend, don't you understand?"
Qiao Feng looked at her sideways. She was facing him with one hand on his shoulder and her chin on the back of her hand. She has delicate eyebrows and dark eyes, smiling now. She smiled, as if water was dripping from her beautiful eyes; she spread out, as if three thousand miles of peach blossoms were in full bloom.
Seeing him in a daze, Lanshan pushed him again, "Hey, can't you?"
Qiao Feng nodded, "Yes."
Lanshan was very happy, "It's still the best in our family."
"However," Qiao Feng pursed his lips and raised a little doubt, "what if they let me kiss you?"
"They are crazy, and you are not a groom."
"Oh."
After dinner, Lan Shan called Xiao Rae and talked about Yang Xiaoxiu to Xiao Rae. By the way, he expressed his doubts: How did Yang Xiaoxiu know her new address
Little Rape admitted frankly, "I told him, sisters, you are now different from the past, and you will be dressed beautifully at that time. Go to his wedding just to let him know that you will have a better life without him. , It’s more feminine, regret him! Oh, by the way, you can also call God Qiao to support the field."
How about it is a girlfriend, this brain circuit is almost in sync. Lanshan pressed the matter without mentioning it, and then asked, "What are you doing now?"
"Eat, don't mention it. Today, the executive department of the company has a dinner, and the people from our president have also gone. Who knew that I met Mr. Wu in the restaurant. Now Mr. Wu is in the private room and the beauties in the administration department are talking about the wine! Come on, you said why he has such a thick face, others are just being polite, he is really embarrassed to sit down. You also asked me to stop him from drinking, shameless!"
"You blocked him?"
"I can't stop it. If I don't drink anyone's wine, I have to drink his."
After chatting with Lanshan for a while, Little Rape hung up the phone and went back to the box. Although Wu Wen secretly said that she was shameless, but in front of him, she was still very flattering, a model of shamelessness.
In fact, she didn't help Wu Wen with much wine. There were several tables at the table, and no one was qualified to drink Wu Wen wine. Little Cole sat next to the big boss, took a pair of clean chopsticks and occasionally served him some dishes, and then turned his head to chat with an intern next to him. The interns treated Little Cole to her current generation and spoke very politely, which caused her to feel very good about herself. Of course, it is inevitable to brag about it by the way. This is her old problem.
While talking to others, Wu Wen pricked his ears to listen to the nonsense of small rape. Once the girl opened her mouth, her mouth was very sharp, crackling, like a small firecracker. But she couldn't speak in tune, she always made people laugh, and she was born with the skills of talking about cross talk.
Wu Wen especially wanted to tie her up and give it to Deyun Club.
After eating, Xiao Yucai followed the crowd to the outside, tangled for a while between "taking the subway" and "taking a taxi". The director of the president's office came over and smiled at her while shaking the car key, "Caiwei, shall I send you back?"
Little Rape's eyes lit up, and when he was about to answer, Wu Wen shouted not far away, "Xiao Caiwei, you follow me."
One sentence caught everyone's attention. Little rape came to him in full view, and Wu Wen took her to the parking lot. After all walked out a long way, Little Rape turned her head and saw her colleagues still looking at her in the distance.
Until she got in Mr. Wu’s car, Little Rape still felt like she was dreaming. She looked dazed and asked, "Mr. Wu, are you looking after me?"
Wu Wen was quite speechless, how could this girl not be reserved at all. He turned on the ceiling light, looked at the little rape, and said, "You think too much."
"Fortunately, fortunately, I was scared to death." Little Rape patted her chest, almost thinking she was going to be jealous with Qiao Dashen, Emma was terrible.
Her reaction made Wu Wen a little bit uncomfortable. He doesn't seem to be so bad, right? Why would she be so scared
Little Rape asked, "So Mr. Wu, are you taking me home now?"
Wu Wen did not answer, "I heard that you are good at singing?"
"Uh... No!"
"Is the main force of the singing group since I was a child? I dream of being a singer?" Wu Wen turned out what he had just heard from Little Rape.
Little rape is embarrassed, why is this person so bad...
Wu Wen continued, "Will you still sing many English songs?"
"Ah," Little Rapeseed covered her mouth uncomfortably, "Just listen to these words as a joke..."
Wu Wen was reluctant, "Come on, sing a song?"
"What are you singing..."
"Sing an English song, except for the birthday song and the alphabet song, whatever else comes."
Nima, how can I sing English songs! Little Cole was a little bit ashamed and dared not to resist, so she turned her face away from him.
Wu Wen discovered that although he always said that his brother was too busy, he was actually the one who was too busy. He always had trouble with a little girl for no reason, and had to see others embarrassed, so that he felt at ease. Isn’t it just a little bit stronger by her? What's the big deal...
Although he kept reflecting on his sins in his heart, his mouth was still very evil, "Sing quickly, don't let you get off if you don't sing."
Little rape frustrated, searched for intestines, and finally found a song that could barely match English, so he sang with a beat: "The river flows eastward, potato and tomato...
I screamed when I was hungry, one potato per person...
…"
After one song, she was driven out of the car by Wu Wen.
The magic sound came into my ears, and the reverberation sounded around the beam. Although people were thrown away by him, this divine comedy lingered in Wu Wen's mind. The next day he went to see Qiao Feng for a meal. When he saw clean potatoes in Qiao Feng's kitchen, he held a piece of it. A potato sang without thinking, "One potato per person..."
Qiao Feng looked at his brother with a crazy look.
Wu Wen's face turned black, and he held the potato and sighed to the sky, "Fuck, I seem to be brainwashed!"
Qiao Feng snatched the potatoes and washed them carefully again. He felt that his brother was an eyesore, so he politely asked him to leave.
Wu Wen was still reluctant to leave.
He leaned aside and said to Qiao Feng, "I came today to ask you something."
Qiao Feng lowered his head, gestured on the potatoes with a kitchen knife, and asked without looking up, "What's the matter?"
Wu Wen asked with a look of gossip, "You and Lanshan, what is going on with you two?"
"She is pursuing me."