Lanshan felt that since Uncle Wu could recognize her at once, he probably already knew that she was Qiao Feng's girlfriend. She didn't expect to see Qiao Feng's father under such circumstances. She didn't have any preparations, and there was no introduction by Qiao Feng. This scene came too suddenly, and she was somewhat awkward.
Lao Wu drank and ate a slice of watermelon cut by Lanshan himself. Seeing the blue shirt sitting upright on the sofa, with a standard posture like attending an interview, he knew that the little girl would inevitably be nervous when she saw him for the first time, so he smiled and joked, "You are quite familiar here, come here often? "
"Ah," Lanshan was embarrassed, "I will live next door."
Of course Lao Wu knew she lived next door. Prior to this, their WeChat group had thoroughly understood the blue shirt gossip. He put down the cup and asked, "Did you not go to work today?"
She was even more embarrassed, "I just lost my job and am looking for a job."
They didn't even gossip about such important information. Old Wu sighed secretly, comforting her calmly, "Well, young people, you can try more things."
Lanshan nodded, and then asked him about his experience in Japan. Both of them are more talkative, and they had a good chat together.
After chatting for a while, Lanshan called Qiao Feng again, still silent. She sent him a text message.
Old Wu got up and opened the suitcase. There were a lot of things stuffed in the grocery store, one of which was wrapped in gift paper and tied with a bow. He picked out the gift box and handed it to the blue shirt, "I don't know what you like, so I bought some gadgets, I hope you like it."
"For, for me?" Lanshan was a little surprised.
He smiled, "Of course it is, hurry up and accept it."
The blue shirt took the box with both hands, a little moved. She was only with Qiao Feng for a few days. When her father came back from Japan, he also bought a gift for her. No matter what was inside, it can be seen the sincerity of his family to her.
Thinking of this, she smiled brightly, "Thank you Uncle!"
"What are you polite?" Old Wu smiled and turned around to pull the suitcase up, and then he found his "lost" key in the suitcase.
He held the key and sighed, "Oh, I am old and old, really old."
Lanshan smiled, "I'm always at a loss, so it won't be too much trouble to find it."
Old Wu nodded. At this moment, his cell phone rang, and it was his eldest son Wu Wen who called him. Old Wu had already told Wu Wen just now and asked him to come and pick him up.
Lanshan wanted to invite Lao Wu to dinner, Lao Wu waved her hand and said next time, she had to help Lao Wu carry his luggage and send him to the gate of the community. At this time, Wu Wen's car was already waiting outside. After getting in the car, Lao Wu rolled down the window and said goodbye to the blue shirt with a smile.
Lanshan stood outside and waved, watching the car disappear.
Wu Wen asked his dad as he drove, "How is it?"
Old Wu nodded, "Is a nice kid."
"So, I think people are very accurate, don't worry," Wu Wen was a little proud, and then said again, "It's not that I said you, you are too anxious, don't wait for my mother to come back and see her together."
"Your brother has only had a girlfriend for the first time when he is twenty-five years old. I'm curious."
"What's the first time, did you forget the one he handed in in the United States?"
Old Wu grinned, "Can that be called a girlfriend?"
"That's right." Wu Wen nodded, thinking of Qiao Feng's wonderful way of choosing a girlfriend, and the wonderful girlfriend chosen because of it... The stinky boy used practical actions to explain what it means "if you don't die, you won't die."
So Wu Wen asked again, "Then why are you leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you follow them for a meal?"
Old Wu glared at him, "Am I such a dumbfounded person? What should I do if the girl is frightened by the sudden, but can't leave?"
"You're just afraid that my mother will scold you." Wu Wen said the truth.
Old Wu snorted angrily, his nostrils turned into the sky, very disdainful. Wu Wen insisted on competing with his father. He parked the car on the side of the road and sent a WeChat message to the family group.
Wu Wen: The latest situation, my dad is likely to go to dinner with the blue shirt.
Xiao Qiao: Ha ha.
Da Wu: Wife, I don't have one!
Xiao Qiao: Wait for me to go back.
Da Wu: Hmm!
Wu Wen put away the phone and glanced at his dad, "Dad, you are really very promising."
"Did you talk to Lao Tzu like that? Drive by car!"
When Wu Wen sent him home, Lao Wu turned over a gift from the suitcase to him. Although the son always finds him unhappy, but at any rate it is the son, and he didn't pick it up, so he always wanted to bring some gifts.
Wu Wen opened the packing box and said strangely, "What is this? Sushi? Is there such a big sushi? This is Roujiamo..."
"This is a sushi-shaped mobile hard drive, the Japanese souvenir you want." Old Wu explained.
Wu Wen looked at his father faintly, and asked uncertainly, "It's empty here, right?"
Old Wu rolled his eyes with anger, "Otherwise, what do you think? What do you think? Am I such a serious person?!"
"That's good," Wu Wen put away the mobile hard drive, "Thank you, you are really my father."
***
When Qiao Feng finished the meeting, he called Lan Shan and listened to her explain the morning. He knew his father too well, and knew what was going on when he heard it. At this moment, I didn't say anything, just made an appointment with Lanshan about the meeting place.
While waiting for the blue shirt, Qiao Feng saw Su Luo. He wanted to pretend he didn't see her, and turned around. Unexpectedly, she still recognized him from behind, and stepped forward to greet him.
Qiao Feng had to greet her a few words.
Su Luo always likes to dress immortally, elegant and dusty. Of course, people with an aesthetic deformity like Qiao Feng generally cannot get the highlights of her dressing. But at the moment she was standing beside him wearing high heels, a jade tree facing the wind and the other slim, very eye-catching.
Qiao Feng raised his hand and looked at his watch.
Su Luo asked, "Waiting for someone?"
"Um."
"Waiting for the blue shirt?"
"Um."
She had an unpleasant premonition in her heart, and asked carefully, "You... are you together?"
Qiao Feng hooked his mouth, "Yes." Every time he mentioned his girlfriend, he was in a good mood. During the meeting this morning, his colleagues accidentally found out that he has a girlfriend. Everyone came to congratulate him, and he had one. It feels like being at the pinnacle of life.
Su Luo's expression darkened, but the dimness was fleeting, and she smiled brightly again, jokingly, "I remember you were quite picky about your girlfriend's IQ and knowledge?"
Qiao Feng was stunned, recalling the dumb look of Lanshan, he laughed again, "I can't help it, just like her."
His smile is beautiful, clean and bright, which reminds people of his heart-beating youth. Su Luo smiled and felt bitter in his heart, "I really didn't expect you to give up your principles."
"On the contrary, I feel that my previous principles were wrong. I shouldn't use an extremely rational way to select feelings. Feelings are unreasonable and uncontrollable."
Su Luo asked suddenly, "Then have you ever had feelings for me before?"
He shook his head, "No, you see, this is the problem. I used the wrong method at the time, and I couldn't apply the wrong method to the blue shirt again," he said, suddenly found that Su Luo's face was ugly. , So he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Luo looked at him, tears suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes, "Have you really never liked me?"
Qiao Feng thought about it seriously. He had never had the same sentiment towards Su Luo that he had for the blue shirt, so he shook his head decisively, "No."
Su Luo raised her voice with anger, "Can't you lie to me?"
Qiao Feng was very strange, "Why should I lie?"
This person, this person, is handsome and has high IQ and low EQ, and he is stupid and has a lot of money. She missed such a person... Su Luo was bitter and regretful, and at the same time, her heart felt a little bit painful. She lowered her head and said coldly, "You really don't need to lie."
"Yes." Qiao Feng nodded in agreement.
Su Luo was sad, "Qiao Feng, can you give me a hug?"
"can not."
"..." Su Luo endured forbearance and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Take it as the last farewell."
"We have already said goodbye."
Her tears finally fell, "Just treat it as if it made me give up, okay?"
Qiao Feng thought it was amazing, "Are you not giving up? It's so strange, you've been cheating with Song Zicheng for half a year and four months with me, how could you not give up..."
He was just expressing his own doubts, but it sounded more like a mockery in Su Luo's ears. She blushed and shook her head, "Who can tell about emotions."
"Yes." Qiao Feng felt the same way. He couldn't tell how he liked the blue shirt.
"Then... Can you give me a hug?"
Qiao Feng thought for a while, if a hug can end the trouble that may arise in the future, it seems to be quite cost-effective. So he replied, "I need to ask the blue shirt first."
"why?"
"She is my girlfriend. She has intimate behaviors with women other than relatives. I need to tell her." He is a man who memorizes the "Good Man Handbook" upside down.
Su Luo gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you listen to her so much?"
Qiao Feng looked at her strangely, "She is my girlfriend, who should I listen to her?"
Such a man, such a man, she missed it! She can't miss it at all!
Su Luo saw a figure appear obliquely behind Qiao Feng, she didn't even think about it, plunged into Qiao Feng's arms, and hugged him tightly.
Qiao Feng's body stiffened, and he didn't expect Su Luo to be so careless, he couldn't help but push her shoulders, "Okay?"
Su Luo clung to him and didn't let go, her face was buried on his chest, tears silently.
At this moment, a cool voice suddenly appeared behind Qiao Feng, "Oh, I am not here at the right time?"
Qiao Feng shook his heart and pushed Su Luo away abruptly. He turned and walked quickly to the side of the blue shirt, "It's not what you see, listen to me to explain..."
Lanshan raised her hand to stop him, "Listen to my explanation first." As she said, she walked up to Su Luo with a straight face, and the latter wiped her tears, looking very pitiful.
"Listen," Lan Shan cleared his throat and pointed to Qiao Feng behind him, "This man belongs to me, you dare to approach him, hum," she said, and looked Su Luo up and down, "You I play seven of them like this!"
Su Luo shook his shoulder and glanced at Qiao Feng.
Suddenly the blue shirt declared possession, Qiao Feng was surrounded by pink bubbles. He stepped forward and took her shoulders, "Don't be angry."
The blue shirt shook his paws with a dark face, and then gave him a sideways glance.
Qiao Feng smiled a little flatteringly, and went to take her hand again.
She shook him off, turned and left. Qiao Feng hurriedly followed, walked beside her, kept trying to shake her hand, and was thrown away again and again. In the end he cheeky grabbed her and squeezed her, she couldn't get away, so she had to give up.
Qiao Feng said softly, "Blue shirt, don't be angry, it's really just a misunderstanding."
"I know," Lanshan snorted coldly, "just your emotional intelligence, not enough for playing with two boats."
Hmm... This is another form of affirmation, right
"But what," she changed, "but I see my boyfriend cuddling with other women, can I not be angry?"
"sorry."
"Today there is Su Luo, and tomorrow there is Zhang Luo Wangluo. There are so many female perverts out there. I like your stupid and handsome little white face the most. I said, can you have a little bit of it in the future—" He will be the rest of the words. Blocked.
Qiao Feng was afraid that she would be annoyed, so he didn't dare to kiss for too long, so he left after posting. He licked the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I will recognize you as a female pervert."
Lanshan wiped his lips with his fingertips, angrily, "Who the hell is a pervert!"
Qiao Feng shook her hand and looked at her seriously, "I promise that this will not happen in the future, and I will strengthen my awareness of guarding against women in the future. Well, my fighting skills are not practiced in vain."
Lanshan blinked, "Have you ever practiced fighting skills?" No wonder he was so tough when fighting with Song Zicheng.
"I have practiced some, just to defend myself."
"Wow, great, where did you learn it?"
"Learned from one of my grandfather's subordinates."
"Your grandpa still has subordinates? Is he the village chief? Hehehe..." The blue shirt stopped suddenly, "You deliberately changed the subject? Today is not over yet!"
Qiao Feng quickly raised his hands and surrendered, "It's okay, I'm really wrong, you can let me do anything."
The corners of the blue shirt's lips curled up, "Then go back and show me wearing cat ears!"
Qiao Feng nodded, "Okay," he suddenly smiled and asked expectantly, "Can I apply to stay at your house if I wear cat ears?"
Lan Shan kept poking him with two index fingers, "Think beautiful, think beautiful, think beautiful!"
Qiao Feng was poked into the tickling flesh and laughed endlessly. The two of them gradually walked away from each other.