The Rice Pot Next Door

Chapter 32: sweet

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Although I had known that there was a mess between my brother and the blue shirt, Wu Wen was still a little surprised when he heard Qiao Feng admit it himself. After the surprise, he felt that there was nothing to make a fuss about, his brother was originally a strange flower. Few men in this world can attract girls to line up for pursuit with just one face, and Qiao Feng did it. So Lanshan likes Qiao Feng. Isn't that normal

What about Qiao Feng

Wu Wen saw Qiao Feng's expression calm, feeling that the situation was not very optimistic, he asked, "Then you promised her?"

Qiao Feng shook his head, "No."

Wu Wen was a little regretful, "Refused?"

"Refused once, but she is still trying hard."

Well, this is good news at least. Wu Wen couldn't help but rubbed his chin, "I beg you, you can have a relationship, stay in this house all day, don't hold back any illness."

Qiao Feng bowed his head and said nothing.

Wu Wen said again, "If you feel that a woman is inappropriate, you can find a man. I have asked our dad and our mother what they mean, and they all show their absolute respect for you—"

Qiao Feng frowned slightly, and the kitchen knife in his hand severely chopped on the wooden chopping board. The tip of the knife was nailed into the chopping board diagonally, and the broad blade stood tremblingly on the chopping board with the tip of the knife as a fulcrum. The back of the knife is as black as ink, and the blade is as white as snow.

Qiao Feng raised his head and glanced at Wu Wen obliquely.

Wu Wen waved his hand, "It's all right, I don't bother to care about your messy things, who do you like and who you like." He hurried out of the kitchen.

Back in the living room, Wu Wen carefully recalled the conversation with Qiao Feng just now, and suddenly seemed to have caught something. His eyes lit up, and he took out his cell phone and sent a message to his father in the island country: Lao Wu, I think there is a door this time!

***

The blue shirt is going to give Qiao Feng an X-emergency training. She thinks it's okay for Qiao Feng to be a vase, but opening his mouth is likely to reveal the stuff, and not everyone can understand the brain circuits of this little genius.

"What you are going to play is a handsome, golden and affectionate boyfriend. With these three points, you will definitely kill Yang Xiaoxiu in seconds."

Qiao Feng sat on the sofa, like a good baby attending a class, and also drove a handwriting laptop. He carefully wrote down his electronic notes, "Handsome, rich and affectionate."

Lanshan nodded, "You don't have to worry about being handsome. Let's talk about how to pretend to be a rich man."

Qiao Feng corrected her, "I was originally a rich man."

"Huh? Sorry, sorry, I forgot."

This cannot be blamed on her. As a rich man, Qiao Feng lived too much energy-saving and emission reduction, not like a big money at all. After staying with him for a long time, it is difficult to pay special attention to his wealth.

How to build the local tyrant temperament of this person, while at the same time, can not become a nouveau riche, this is a problem. Lanshan asked, "Do you have a watch?"

Qiao Feng shook his wrist, "Yes."

The blue shirt is very disgusting, "Don't be like this, like a junior high school student wears."

Qiao Feng was a little depressed, "This is a light kinetic energy radio wave meter."

Except for the last word, I didn't understand everything in front, which confirmed the blue shirt's denial of it. She asked, "Anything else?"

"Yes." Qiao Feng took out many boxes from the drawer, opened them one by one in front of the blue shirt, and showed her.

The blue shirt looked straight. "Brother, you have Rolex and Vacheron Constantin, so many good things... But what is that thing you are wearing?"

"Light kinetic energy radio wave watch."

Too lazy to care about him. The blue shirt was excited to take out the famous watches, she took them carefully, for fear of tarnishing them, she asked suspiciously, "Since you don't wear them, why are you buying them?"

"Some of them were bought by my mother, and some by my brother."

"Oh, it's really a bunch of poor little guys." It doesn't matter if you can't see the sun, the drawers are not even locked, which disrespects our luxury goods.

The blue shirt sighed, picked up one, and put it on his wrist. The men's watch looked big, stupid, and loose on her wrist, but the blue shirt was still very happy, and she felt that her entire wrist had risen in value.

She wore two more pieces in succession. After wearing them, she felt very good. She raised her arm and swayed in front of Qiao Feng, "Now my arm is worth hundreds of thousands."

Qiao Feng looked at him quietly, his eyes warm, "If you like, you can use it to play."

"No, it's all men's. And if such an expensive thing is lost, I can only sell myself to pay off the debt."

Qiao Feng's eyebrows jumped imperceptibly.

Lanshan suddenly remembered something, "Then what, can I take back the Persian carpet in front of your window and play for a few days?"

"can not."

Cut, stingy!

The blue shirt picked a piece of the most tyrant Rolex from the bunch of poor little guys, "You will wear this one when the time comes, and I will dress you according to this watch."

Qiao Feng refused to answer, "I still like my lightwave watch."

The blue shirt glared, "Don't wear it."

"Oh."

She added, "In addition to clothes, there are talks. Don't talk about quantum closed computers when you talk to people. You can talk about investment, golf, equestrianism, these basic topics for the rich."

"I don't understand these."

"It's okay, you don't have to talk for a long time anyway, I will teach you a few words later, it's enough."

Next, Lanshan taught Qiao Feng some basic X-dressing skills, and Qiao Feng has been watching her. After Lanshan finished speaking, facing his pale eyes, she was a little embarrassed and asked, "Am I quite vain?"

"no."

She lowered her head and said, "Don't you think I am very material? Money is very important."

"Women like money."

Why does this sound so wrong, Lanshan looked at him strangely, "You seem a little bit cynical?"

"I didn't mean that," he shook his head, organized the language, and explained to her, "From a biological point of view, male animals spend their entire lives in the fight for the right to mating of the opposite sex. Female animals will follow the male Selection is based on the competitiveness of animals in order to better survive and reproduce offspring. Whether it is male competition or female selection, it is in accordance with the laws of nature."

The blue shirt heard loudly, "Are you going to tell me about the animal world?"

"Humans and animals are the same. Women love money, which is both a natural law and a social law. On the whole, rich men tend to be more competitive than men without money, or it can be said that they are competitive. Men tend to get more money. Female animals shoulder the task of giving birth and raising offspring. They instinctively need more adequate material conditions to gain a sense of security, which is a guarantee for the healthy growth of offspring. So women love money, it is justified. "

Lanshan felt that her worldview had been refreshed by magical science again, and she asked, "Then what do you mean, there is no difference between humans and animals?"

"There is a difference," he looked into her eyes quietly, with warm eyes, "human beings have love."

***

Yang Xiaoxiu's wedding was decorated in a unique style. The ceremony was outdoors, beside a large swimming pool. The newlyweds held a ceremony on the stage, and the guest seats were opposite the swimming pool. The decoration of the scene is mainly pure white and vibrant light green, with red and pink embellishments, which is very beautiful and romantic.

The way to dine is self-service, and there is no meal yet, so there are only some drinks and wedding candy on the table. Qiao Feng churns from the wedding candy plate for a while, picks two candies, and wants to peel them to eat.

Lanshan stopped him in time, "Handsome guy, remember that you are handsome and rich now! Don't eat sweets."

"I haven't eaten this."

Lanshan took the candy in his hand and put it in the bag, "Go home and eat it again."

"Okay." After leaving Tang, Qiao Feng quickly changed back to a cool appearance.

Such a cool, handsome and golden boy (as evidenced by the watch on his paw) quickly attracted the attention of a large number of people.

The two of them almost stepped on the spot, and the ceremony was about to begin at this moment. The two of them sat down and looked up on the stage across a swimming pool. Fortunately, none of them are short-sighted, otherwise they would only be able to see personal shadows if they were so far away.

As soon as the newcomer showed his face, the eyes of the blue shirt were completely attracted by the beautiful bridesmaid, so that he didn't observe Yang Xiaoxiu's embarrassment.

What a coincidence, the bridesmaid turned out to be Su Luo

Su Luo is very beautiful, and he is really not suitable to be a bridesmaid, otherwise it would be easy to steal the bride's limelight. Looking at the bride again, she was not bad, but a bit mighty, and the height of her eyes should be above the blue shirt. Today is her big day, the bride is full of spirits and looks happy.

Lanshan pulled Qiao Feng's arm, moved closer and said to him, "Hey, I know that bridesmaid."

Qiao Feng nodded, "Well, I look familiar."

Lanshan gave him science, "She's Su Luo, the ex-girlfriend of our boss."

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked farther away and looked at Su Luo carefully for a while before he said, "Is she wearing makeup?"

"What nonsense, women wear makeup, not to mention the occasion like this. I tell you, women, before and after removing makeup, there are totally two faces."

Qiao Feng retracted his gaze, looked at Lanshan seriously, and offered strong evidence to refute her, "You are not."

Lanshan was happy, "This little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Come and reward a candy." As he said, he took out the candy just collected from the bag, and peeled it to his mouth by himself.

Qiao Feng kept looking at her eyes steadily. When she put the candy on his lips, he opened his mouth, his bright and moist eyes floated with a smile, like a pool of spring water reflecting pear blossoms.

"Is it tasty?"

"sweet."