Lian Xiaoxi was struggling at the bottom of her eyes.

"I, I don't know..." She said.

The more I think about it, the more painful my head is, and the more painful my eyes are.

"Well, forget it, it's not that important. Since you don't know, don't worry about it any more." Jimo wind tunnel.

Lian Xiaoxi's eyes are blurred, and a mouthful of old blood is about to gush out.

It's not her, it's him, OK?

Lian Xiaoxi looked at her and said for a long time, "I don't understand something. I want to go back to Xicheng once after the birthday party."

"Good." Ji mofeng nods.

Tomorrow is Lian Xiaoxi's birthday party. The two mothers hold the party at home all day. They also send out a lot of invitation cards in the name of mother fan's daughter.

The identity of mother fan is Ji mofeng's mother-in-law, which everyone knows, and Ji mofeng also announced in public.

Many people outside are curious. Isn't Mother fan's daughter fan Qianqian? Ji mofeng is the only one he loves deeply. He has the purest wife in his heart. Another daughter should not be fan Qianqian's sister or something.

In this way, countless people want to see where Lian Xiaoxi is sacred.

Lian Xiaoxi doesn't know that people outside expect so much from her. After a few words with Ji mofeng, she closes her eyes and falls asleep when Ji mofeng leaves.

At dawn.

Lian Xiaoxi sleeps in a daze. Two mothers and servants rush in. They are all kinds of high-end custom-made clothes and want to try them on for her.

"Xiao Xi, you'd better wear this pink suit. Pink suits your age better. Fancy girl."

"No, no, Xiao Yun, pink is too delicate. At least Xiaoxi is 17 years old. She has entered the ranks of big girls. She has to change anyway. It's not as mature as this navy blue one."

"Not good, not good."

……

Finally, finally, a lot of clothes were pushed on Lian Xiaoxi's bed. Two women were tired of quarreling and collapsed on one side of the sofa. Looking at the loveless girl on the bed, they said in unison, "you'd better choose."

Lian Xiaoxi can't laugh or cry.

"OK, OK, OK, let's have a rest. I'll choose for myself. I'll show you when I'm dressed and tidy up." She said.

Ji's mother and fan's mother could only do this, so they nodded and left the bedroom together.

As soon as they leave, Lian Xiaoxi gets up from the bed and chooses from a pile of Kawaii and over mature clothes. Her brows are wrinkled and helpless for a while.

This dress really doesn't fit her.

Knock.

The door was knocked.

Lian Xiaoxi said, "come in."

There was no movement outside the door, and she had to pace.

When she arrived at the door and opened it, there was no one outside, but there was a black box on the floor.

Lian Xiaoxi came into the room with the box in her arms suspiciously.

When she opened it, her face lit up.

In the box is a dress, white slim dress, but the skirt tail is pink yarn, and it is playful and lovely, very to her taste.

In the middle of the dress, there is a loud, beautiful and dazzling bill, which inspires her girlish heart.

Lian Xiaoxi smiles.

More and more guests are coming to the big Ji family.

At 11:00 in the morning, the most important part of the birthday party is the ceremony of cutting cakes and sending blessings to the birthday party.

In the backyard of Ji's family, a big long table is set with various kinds of delicious food.

Mother Ji and mother fan looked at each other with a smile and said to the people, "our little birthday girl is coming soon. When she comes, we'll start to cut the cake. After a while, she'll come out. Everyone remember to show her well. She's the treasure of both of us."

As soon as this remark came out, it attracted the envy of many celebrities.

The family of the Ji family is getting bigger and bigger, and there are two quasi diamond WANGLAOWU left alone. The most attractive thing is that Ji Mufeng and Ji Zhuofeng are not the kind of dandy. They are progressive, they are handsome, and they are not playful.

This kind of person is a fairy tale character.

Who doesn't want to sharpen his head and marry any of the two brothers.

Now there is a girl who is the treasure of two mothers. If they can make friends with the girl, they may have the chance to marry into the Ji family. In the past, they were worried about how to find a breakthrough.

I don't know if Lian Xiaoxi is the "mouth" that people can borrow?

Jingle.

A melodious cello music sounded, stepping on the rhythm, Lian Xiaoxi came slowly from behind the door.

"Wow, European style jewelry this season's girl's Pink Gem Necklace. It's said that the European family only launched this one, and it was made by the European family and Ou Shao himself..."

"It's said that this dress was designed by ou nanduo himself. Wow, it's really a treasure of the Ji family. It's a collection of thousands of favours."The men's eyes are straight.

Girls are beautiful.

This kind of beauty is not the noble beauty of Kyoto celebrities, or the stereotyped fashion beauty. It's a kind of green and astringent beauty in bud, just like the beautiful flowers in the beginning, which makes people tremble with pity and heart.

Women are jealous and loving.

Girls are so cute.

There is no aggressive facial features, lips hanging not Biao not shy smile, always let people can not arouse the heart of jealousy, just like the neighbor's sister let people like.

Their hearts were taken in.

"Happy birthday, sister Lian."

I don't know who said that. For a moment, the whole audience sincerely expressed their blessing.

Lian Xiaoxi smiles a little and shows a look of thanks to everyone.

Far away, on the high-rise building, Ji mofeng sat on the seat, his eyes fell on every move outside the window, and even Xiaoxi's smile was very like a person. That person's smile on the high school platform that year was like honey.

That year, he was smoking far away from the iron railings.

In the railing, fan Qianqian delivered a speech on the platform as an excellent normal student. She was confident and beautiful, just like a rising star.

Finally, she wished her classmates could be as good as her. At that moment, she showed such a smile, just like Lian Xiaoxi at this moment.

The picture is different, but the smile gives people a general feeling.

With the deepening of communication, Ji mofeng has a feeling that Lian Xiaoxi and fan Qianqian, to some extent, give people the same heart and illusion.

Is he too miss Qianqian, life and did not contact other women?

Ji Mo Feng takes a hard breath of the cigarette and presses the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, with a deep vision hanging at the bottom of his eyes.

"Happy Birthday to you -"

there is a voice of people singing birthday songs downstairs.

"Xiaoxi, I like you --" at this time, a man standing in the crowd, with a bunch of roses in his hand, called out to Lian Xiaoxi's direction.