Lu Mian looks at the words on the handbag and thinks of the hamburger he has just eaten. His apricot eyes are clear and his eyes are dazed.
What a coincidence
She just stopped for a few seconds and then withdrew her eyes. When she came downstairs, Xiao Qimo had already stood by the car waiting for her.
Or that low-key black car, "blue" logo hanging in the back of the car, only those who understand can understand the value of this car.
Starry night is the night, he closed his scarf, waved to her.
He is very tall, standing next to a row of high, low and various types of private cars, still so conspicuous.
Under the bright moon and stars, he was covered with a faint halo, holding his trouser pocket with one hand, elegant and beautiful, Zhilan Yushu.
"Come on, go home." As he spoke, he let out a faint white mist, obscuring his facial features.
Lu Mian raised his mouth and stood on the steps of the restaurant. He jumped down one step at a time. He dangled to Xiao Qimo and joked, "don't you wait in the car for fear of the cold?"
"Chilly" ink pushed down his glasses and patted the back of the car, "it's cold in the car, I'm warming up."
Estimating the warm-up time is almost the same, Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian get on the car respectively.
The man started the car and laughed at himself: "are you rare to be afraid of cold men?"
Lu Mian was holding his backpack in his arms. He thought about it for a while. He replied honestly and cleverly, "I don't know much about the boys I've contacted."
Xiao Qimo:
Little asshole is getting better and better!
Xiao Qimo drives very slowly and even goes around silently. Lu Mian doesn't say anything even though he knows it. He thinks he has something to do.
It was 8:30 p.m., neither early nor late, and the stores on the street were still open.
Lu Mian put away his mobile phone after playing a few games. There was light music in the car. The two chatted with each other without any embarrassment. She occasionally glanced at the street shop carelessly, this time in an antique calligraphy and painting shop, stayed for a few seconds.
Xiao Qimo was very keen to find out. He immediately stopped the car to one side and invited him to go in and have a look
“……” Lu Mian understands. He has something to do. Nod and go in with him.
When they went out again, they had a painting and calligraphy in their hands, and they got on the bus laughing and talking.
Across the road, a pair of young men and women gradually stopped.
Lu Xi looked at the girl who had just got on the bus and murmured: "sleep?"
With that, he immediately explained to the graceful and graceful girl beside him: "it's like my cousin, Lumian."
Sheng Zijin light um a, did not notice that girl, only noticed the black car gradually away.
She was slightly surprised that the car came from Jinjing.
"Come on, let's go there and have a look." Sheng Zijin points to the antique calligraphy and painting shop on the opposite side. The two people just came out from there. She folded the camphor wood box on her shoulder. Before Lu Xi nodded, she lifted her legs and walked over.
Lu Xi immediately followed, "this is very heavy. I'll carry it for you."
"No Sheng Zijin said with a smile, "this kind of thing, or take it at ease."
Antique shop.
This evening, the counter and the boss came to the counter again.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen."
"Let's see."
Sheng Zijin is light. She came from Jinjing. She is very familiar with this kind of antique calligraphy and painting shop and has visited it many times. Through a glance, you can see the grade of a shop.
She just swept around and laughed.
A bunch of fakes.
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