Nanzhi tightly pressed her lips and fell into deep thought.
Qiao Yanze didn't fight with Musi again. He held out his long and articulate hand to Nanzhi. "I know your name is Nanzhi, but you probably don't know what I'm called. Come on, get to know you officially, Qiao Yanze. "
Qiao Yanze's hands are very good-looking. They are very similar to piano players. They are better maintained than women's hands.
He wore a jade ring finger on his thumb. It seems that it came from a large family and passed down from generation to generation.
Nanzhi is not a rude person. Although this person is a little annoying, she shakes his hand. "Hello, Mr. Qiao."
"What's your impression of me? Does it look good? " Qiao Yanze blinked towards Nanzhi. There was a bright light in her beautiful eyes. She smiled with spring light. If she was not strong, she would be confused by him.
When Nanzhi saw him for the first time, there were traces of warmth on his neck. Such a person is not short of women.
He appeared in front of her again and again, and he continued to make some misunderstandings. What on earth does he want to do?
People she knew with Nanyao were not good people in her mind.
"Mr. Joe, you are narcissistic, but in my heart, no one is handsome as my son."
Qiao Yanze looks at Nanzhi, who is more determined than other women. He hooks his lips with interest.
It's worthy of being the woman that Mushan likes.
Interesting, really interesting.
"Excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom."
Qiao Yanze looks at Nanzhi. "I'll go with you?"
Nanzhi stares at Qiao Yanze. How can this man be as shameless and skinnless as mushihan?
"No, you can eat!"
When Nanzhi left, she didn't take a look at musihan. But she could feel his dark eyes falling on her all the time.
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Nanzhi stands in front of the washroom counter and looks at the dark woman in the mirror. She turns on the tap and takes off the ugly makeup on her face.
When I wipe my face with a paper towel, the sound of a slight high-heeled shoe buckle is heard from far and near. After a while, the thin woman came in.
"Miss Nan."
Hearing the soft and careful voice, Nanzhi looked at the woman standing beside her.
Her pink skirt was stained with red wine stains. When she saw it, she said helplessly, "as soon as you go, two men are fighting again. When the waiter poured the wine, he was scared by their presence and spilled some on me."
South Gardenia lightly pulled the lower lip, "I'll see."
Nanzhi hasn't started yet, and Xueer carefully says, "Miss Nan, in fact, ah Han cares about you. Don't regenerate his anger, OK? I haven't seen him laugh these days. "
Nanzhi almost contradicted him. You didn't see him smile. What's the matter with me?
Looking at Xueer's cramped and careful eyes, Nanzhi feels a little grumpy.
Xueer can be so clear-minded and open-minded, how can she really get angry with her?
What's more, she has nothing to do with mushihan without Xiaokai.
"Miss Nan, you and ah Han have children. Would you like to be together again?"
Nanzhi looks at Xueer's elegant and pure face and looks slightly trance.
Is there such a big belly in the world that you can give the one you love to another woman?
Xueer sees Nanzhi doesn't speak. She sighs a little, turns on the tap and stoops to clean the wine stains on her chest.
As she bent down, Nanzhi saw a necklace with a bullet head as a pendant emerging from her skirt.
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The second change ~
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