Chapter 45

Normally, the parties to the birthday party should participate in the whole process from beginning to end, but the party started at 8 o'clock and didn't see Xia Kuang himself until more than 10 o'clock.

This makes Chen Mo constantly mutter that this little girl is really engaged in performance art. She always finds a unique way and takes an unusual road.

However, people who came to the birthday party didn't seem to mind. They gathered in groups to raise their glasses and talk and laugh freely. It seems that the birthday party has become a social meeting to connect feelings and build relationships with each other.

Finally, at eleven o'clock, the protagonist finally appeared.

The appearance of Xia Kuang brightened Chen Mo's eyes.

She was wearing a long white dress with a strapless skirt. The skirt swayed with her steps. In her right hand, she held a vintage hand box. Her black hair like a waterfall hung on her snow-white shoulder. Her Vintage temperament was released. It's different from the hot dress before.

Looking at the beautiful and elegant Xia Kuang, Chen Mo can't believe his eyes. At this time, Xia Kuang is like a princess from the painting, which makes Chen Mo doubt that the gentle woman in front of him is not Xia Kuang at all.

But this illusion lasted only three or four minutes. Xia Kuang turned and left without cutting the cake. It gave people the feeling that it was a kind of coping.

Xia Da Pang came over quickly and said, "come with me, my baby daughter is angry!"

Quickly follow Xia Dafu to leave the banquet hall and go outside a guest room. Before entering the house, I heard the sound of "bang bang" smashing things.

There were two frightened girls standing outside the door. Seeing fat Xia was like seeing a Bodhisattva who was saving lives. One girl said pitifully, "Miss Xia, she lost her temper again."

Xia Da Pang turned a deaf ear to the girl's words, reached out and opened the door. A bunch of withered flowers were thrown on Xia Da Pang.

The room was a mess, tables and chairs were overturned on the ground, luxury goods were thrown everywhere like garbage, and wine stains were splashed on the snow-white wall by red wine

The originator of all this was Xia Kuang, who was noble and dignified in the banquet hall just now. The contrast between his predecessors and the future can be so great that people have to doubt that Xia Kuang may have a mental problem.

"My good daughter, what are you doing..." Xia Da Pang hurriedly greeted him.

"I'm not a monkey in the zoo. Leave my affairs alone in the future!"

"Well, no matter, no matter, it's bad for your father to calm down first..." Xia Da Pang, who was arrogant in front of outsiders, was like serving the emperor's slaves.

It turned out that the earth emperor also had people who were afraid. It was really a matter of giving one thing to another.

"I'm leaving! "You..." Xia Kuang said half, raised his eyes and saw Chen Mo standing at the door.

The two men looked at each other for ten seconds.

"Why are you here?" Xia Kuang still looked angry.

"I heard about your birthday. I'll come and have a look." Chen Mo replied.

"No!"

Chen Mo originally thought that Xia pangzi had tried his best to "invite" himself. Xia Kuang had been lovesick to himself, but the scene in front of him seemed not to be the case at all.

Chen Mo would have slapped his ass and left at ordinary times, but now he must endure it, because if Xia Kuang didn't calm down today, Xia pangzi would have dealt with himself severely.

"I came to apologize to you for the last time. That time... I'm so sorry. In order to express my apology, I specially prepared a gift for you."

As he spoke, Chen Mo took out a beautiful box from his arms. After opening the box, everyone who saw the gift was stunned.

In the beautiful box was a bundle of red rope tied into a bow.

Xia Da Pang looks at Chen Mo and stares. If Xia Kuang hadn't been in front of him, he would have rushed up and bit him. Although the butterfly ligation is beautiful, it is only an ordinary red rope after all.

On the birthday of the daughter of the earth emperor in Baijiang City, someone dared to send a rope. Is this to make him hang himself?

Chen Mo said humbly: "I've thought about it for a long time. After thinking about it, I think it's the best choice."

Xia Da Pang's lungs were almost blown up. He wanted to ask someone to drag Chen Mo out and beat him up first, and then throw him into the river to feed fish, but he was surprised to find that his baby daughter was quiet.

Seeing that Xia Kuang didn't speak, Chen Mo took apart the red rope tied into a bow. The rope was five or six meters long and as thick as a little thumb.

When he came to Xia Kuang, he first tied one end of the rope to Xia Kuang's slender waist, and then tied the other end to Xia fatty's bucket waist.

Xia Kuang didn't move in the whole process. Although Xia pangzi had a head of paste at this time, he was not stupid. Seeing that his baby daughter was so quiet, he had to be controlled by Chen mo.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

This is a kind of enjoyment for Xia Da Pang, because he doesn't know how long he hasn't been quiet with his baby daughter for so long.

Does this rope have magic?

Xia Kuang finally made a move. She untied the rope from her waist, then pulled up Chen Mo's hand and walked out of the room without returning.

Looking at the two confused girls at the door, fat Xia asked after a long time: "what happened just now?"

A girl replied timidly, "that man tied you and miss together with both ends of the rope."

"What did my daughter do?" Xia asked again.

"Nothing." The girl then felt wrong and added, "Miss took the man away."

Xia Da Pang went to the door, looked at the empty corridor, picked up the rope tied to his waist and asked, "what does this mean?"

The two girls looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time, saying they didn't know.

Fat Xia grinned and said, "it's a little interesting."

Xia Kuang walked out of the hotel with Chen Mo in one hand and a long skirt mopping the floor in the other, and then got on a red convertible sports car.

The convertible sports car galloped in the night of Baijiang City, blowing Xia Kuang's long hair up, and his white and oval face could be seen at a glance.

The sports car didn't stop until it reached the river.

They stood side by side by the river. On the calm river, a crescent moon like a silver moon was reflected on the water. It was blown up and down by the breeze. Looking from a distance, they could vaguely see a small boat across the quiet river.

Chen Mo wants to raise his hand and wipe his eyes. He finds that his hand is still comfortably held by Xia Kuang. He swallows his saliva and says, "your hand... Can be loosened."