It's said that girls make up and remove their make-up. Besides, after so many years, even if Ji Rao hasn't done those tasks or experienced the long journey, he probably can't recognize the girl.

The girl's make-up is a little thick, her hair is permed and dyed. She is wearing a white dress and high-heeled shoes. She looks at Ji Rao with bright eyes.

"I used to ask you questions at that time! I'll sit in front of you, on the left in front of you. "

Ji Rao

It's not clear whether we should really go to the problem or to see people.

"Harm, don't think of it." The girl waved her hand, but she didn't worry about the past. "How come you're the only one here, he Xingzhi?"

Ji Rao keenly catches the name, showing some confusion on his face.

"He Xingzhi?"

"Ah?" The girl covered her mouth in surprise, "don't you even remember he Xingzhi? You two are tired of being together all day. Let alone girls, even boys can't get in. "

This words obviously just tease, Ji Rao but doubtfully frowned.

But I was relieved in a moment.

It must be just one of these junior high school students.

After so many years and so many things, he can be forgiven for forgetting this and that.

Ji Rao doesn't have much trouble with it.

"Maybe I lost contact after that. I can't remember clearly."

The boy said with a loud smile, "hahaha, we'll never forget the God of learning."

He looked down at the eye watch, naturally lifted up some suit sleeves, showing the expensive watch on his wrist, "Oh, it's all this point, go in, it should be two or three people short."

"Good."

Ji Rao stepped in.

Junior high school students are not as good as senior high school students. Go in and have a look. Everyone is different from everyone.

There are mature girls in formal clothes, such as those who have just attended a wedding banquet. There are Baoma with a baby in her arms and a low ponytail. There are elites in the industry who have an extraordinary style of talking and are forced to wear clothes. There are factory men who are all dressed in casual clothes and old in appearance.

When Ji Rao came in, he just heard a man boasting about his market in the company. He was a salesman himself. He deliberately said a lot of professional words in the industry, which made people think how powerful he was.

They hardly noticed Ji Rao's arrival.

what tiktok looked for was a seat, next to him was a girl who was focused on the sound of the brush. She looked at her cell phone with her eyes on her mobile phone.

Next to a friend suddenly pushed her, the girl raised her head.

"What are you drinking? Orange juice or coke? "

"Coke."

at this time the gathering was not so commercialized, some people were still reading, so the food and wine were not so particular, and coke Sprite had gone through, and the boys had ordered Baijiu baijiu.

Girls inadvertently to the side of a look, this look can not be moved.

That's cool.

Who has resistance to good-looking people?

The girl rushed over and asked, "ah, I forgot you. Are you..."

Ji Rao turns his head slowly. Behind him is the window. The sunlight comes in gently. After Ji Rao's body, he is covered with a layer of golden light, holding his whole body in the warmth. All the girls who ask questions are stunned.

"What?"

For a moment, girls forgot what they were asking.