Chapter 107

In the end, with the common goal of friendly cooperation, win-win unity and long-term development, Sao Bao decided to find a movie to watch together.

Fan Shaopeng found a horror film, a fatal ID. After turning off the light, Xi Lin sat in his arms all the way and was held by him.

Without any accident, Xi Lin chooses white and puts it on her shoulder. She looks at it with a smile. She just feels that the exquisite Shanghai woman in the old Hong Kong movie has come out.

"Ali, do you know where you're going after these clothes?"

Moreover, this material is tattooed with a large dark Begonia flower, which can't be seen without standing in the light, which makes her feel very interesting.

It's so soft and slippery. It's like holding a mass of flowing water. It's a feeling of gently bypassing from the fingertips.

Xi Lin reaches for her cheongsam and touches it.

"Does Miss Jiang like this one? One of the most plain brocade. I think your temperament is clear and beautiful, and your skin is better than snow. Although the color is a bit sophisticated for your age, I believe it will look good. "

Ali takes her straight to the inside and takes a dark blue brocade that matches fan Shaopeng's shirt.

Xi Lin followed her to the inner room and opened the door. There is a large cloakroom with clothes hanging on all sides. It's neat and well ironed. It's estimated that there are hundreds of them, all cheongsam.

"Yes. Miss Jiang, please follow me

"Take her to change her clothes and make her hair as soon as possible."

Fan Shaopeng arranges his clothes and points his chin at Xi Lin, saying to Ali.

I'm used to seeing him in a formal dress. Suddenly, I'm a little bit afraid to touch him.

Xi Lin was surprised.

A few minutes later, a dark blue shirt, a wine red long coat, black trousers, black deep waist Martin boots, very fashionable and eye-catching dress, instantly became another kind of temperament, dignified fan Shaopeng.

To song Zhongxun's shop, a tall beauty has been waiting, ready in advance of the clothes to him.

As Xi Lin drove, he wrapped himself in a blanket and closed his eyes in the back seat.

Sure enough, there's no need to worry about him.

"Come on. Take care of yourself. Don't worry about me. "

Fan Shaopeng looks indifferent and throws the car key into her hand.

"Why don't you change your clothes?" She felt very unfair looking at him, but soon remembered that there was no man's clothes for him to wear. "Just go out like this?"

Fan Shaopeng was still standing wrapped in a blanket.

She put out the smoke, bumped in front of fan Shaopeng, pulled a skirt and put on a windbreaker.

That's all. Just listen to him again.

If he really starts to be a beast, it will be his own fault.

I just finished the operation for a week, but I haven't recovered. He didn't know that.

She was a little scared.

"You

Fan Shaopeng's tone became more and more heavy. "You have two minutes and forty seconds."

"Why should I sleep with you? Are you reasonable? "

Xi Lin is angry, the filter mouth of cigarette butt bit shriveled.

"You have two minutes and fifty-five seconds. It's OK not to go. Now go to bed with me. "

Fan Shaopeng neither looked at his watch nor at his mobile phone. He said dryly.

"No She stood still. "I said, I'm not subject to you."

"Three minutes to change. You'll know when you go. "

Xi Lin took a puff of her cigarette. "Where to?"

"Get dressed and come out with me."

There should be a promise. Fan Shaopeng stands up and walks to Xi Lin wrapped in a blanket.

"Go to your shop before I come to you. Let Ali go and wait, and the things are ready. "

Fan Shaopeng looked at her and did not speak for a long time. After a long time, he touched the mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Yes. After that, my sister will be such a cow. "

Xi Lin smokes a cigarette, gets up and goes to the kitchen, "Hua" turns on the gas stove, puts it on, lights it, and bites it out.

"Oh? So good? Out of control? "

Fan Shaopeng, holding a windproof lighter in his hand, opened and closed the metal cover, and looked at her with deep eyes.

"What does it matter to you who I'm waiting for to call? What does it matter to you whether you sleep or not? Anyway, I'm not going to ask to marry you now. Do you think I'll be subject to you? "

Xi Lin pushes his foot and stares at him. When she takes her eyes back, she sees the cigarette box on the table and grabs it.

"Who are you waiting for? Waiting to be so lost? Are you not going to sleep if the man doesn't call today? "

When fan Shaopeng finished calling, he looked at her staring at the table and touched her chin.

She looked at her cell phone and thought, "do you want to take the initiative to send her a message?"?

Now it's true

In the past, when ye was still happy and sad, they chatted with each other from time to time, and then passed.In addition to 10086 routine service messages, the mobile phone did not even move.

Compared with the constant stream of news from fan Shaopeng, Xi Lin is in a terrible state.

Song Zhongxun, doodle doodle

Fan Shaopeng knocked the ash into Xi Lin's fruit plate. "Is that enough? That's enough. I've pinched it? "

"Grass. You're a big name, Mr. Xu. "

"Who you love is who you love."

"Everyone is here."

"No

"So you're not sure?"

"I'm not as energetic as you are." He started the fire, took a puff of smoke and said slowly.

Fan Shaopeng chuckled and took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

"Grass! Are you interested in the Spring Festival? Quit meat? How about eating and chanting Buddhism every day? It's so boring to waste a good time. "

"No

"I wish you knew. Do you know where I am now? It's so quiet over there. Are you alone? Would you like to join us? "

Song junxun laughs, and two girls come to smile.

"Thank you very much."

"Grass! Who cares about you except me? "

"It's none of your business."

Song junxun's voice can be heard ten meters away. "Xu Laoer, if you don't go back for the new year, where are you hiding?"

"Hello."

Just deleting, song junxun's phone call came in again.

Fan Shaopeng just looked at it and deleted it after reading it. He didn't reply.

Next, the mobile phone will not stop, "doodle doodle" message prompt, one after another.

Fan Shaopeng fished out the mobile phone and had a look. He pointed it quickly and threw it back.

Twenty seconds later, the phone quiets down and a message pops in again.

"Bang."

Fan Shaopeng is holding the mouse in his hand and clicking on the computer. "I'm not deaf."

The mobile phone is buzzing on the desk. Xi Lin can't help but take a look at it. "Your cell phone rings."

Because she looks more like Jiang Jianguo, her appearance is somewhat heroic.

Ali is going to give her a simple hairstyle, the end of the hair gently curled, a wisp of a stick to the head. Comb the bangs back and fix them on one side of your forehead with hair glue.