Although Leng Shutong and Ling Zihuan had only a few friends, they were deeply impressed by this lovely girl and had a good impression on her.
Ling Zihuan's big eyes blinked, her hands folded and stuck to her belly, and said with a smile: "the doctor told me that it's nearly two months, but I don't feel much!"
After cold Shu Tong sat down, he looked at the inkslab and pushed the paper bag on her desk to her. "I came back with a few bottles of perfume, I don't know which one you love, or you pick it yourself!"
Yan Shiqi looked at the bag, "Why are you so polite?"
"It's not politeness, it's intention!" Leng Shutong teases.
At this time, Ying Feifei poured a cup of flower tea for Leng Shutong. After thinking, she asked, "I heard Xiaoyu say that this time you plan to stay in Licheng with Han Sange for development?"
Cold Shu Tong slightly shakes God, the facial expression lightly nods, "well, really has this plan."
"Congratulations, finally together!"
Inkstone when seven sincerely feel happy for her, eyebrows also hang a trace of joy.
Leng Shutong pursed her lips with a shy smile.
Ying Feifei also quickly thumbed up, "it seems that I will call you third sister-in-law in the future!"
In the face of everyone's happy blessing, Leng Shutong felt warm inside.
She used to have few friends, and her busy time in the design room almost occupied most of her life.
But back in Licheng, everything became different.
In front of each woman, different background, different personality, but because of the man they love and together.
She thought, happiness looks like this!
……
About forty minutes later, Leng Shutong and Yan Shiqi finished their meal, and the four came out of the western restaurant one after another.
At dusk, a strange scene appeared on the street.
Four luxury cars, led by a Lincoln car, stopped at the corner of the western restaurant.
In the twinkling of an eye, the men who came out of the car were all handsome and handsome.
They stood by their cars, some smoking, some looking in the direction of the western restaurant,
At this time, Qiao Mu's legs overlapped and leaned against the machine cover, sipped his cigarette, raised his head and said, "old four, get together?"
The man followed the voice and glanced at Qiao Mu's look. He readily agreed, "yes, where to go?"
At the moment of words falling, the sound of footsteps sounded from behind Qiao mu.
Mo Liangyu and Han Yunting walked side by side and said, "I think we should find a private banquet hall. My sister-in-law and Huanhuan are pregnant now. The private banquet hall is quiet and there are entertainment facilities. It's not happy for us to drink and chat with them."
Others: "I'm not sure."
After getting married, Mo Liangyu looks no different from before. He is still stupid all the time.
Qiao Mu leaned back slightly and looked at Han Yunting, "can you?"
Han Yunting was a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Qiao Mu sneered and walked directly to him. He raised his hand and caught Han Yunting's neck. "Han Laosan, don't tell me you can't!
Have you been back for a week? If you haven't received the wind and dust yet, it's better to bump into the sun than choose the day. Let's do it today. Don't refuse! "
Qiao Mu beside Han Yunting's body, with a smile on his cold cheek, "I didn't want to refuse, but I have something... I need your help."
"Let's go to the private banquet hall for help!"
In this way, when Yan Shiqi, Leng Shutong and others walked out of the restaurant and looked up, they saw a particularly eye-catching scene in front of the street.
Their men, waiting in front of their luxury cars, line up from left to right.
On both sides of the road, passers-by stopped to concentrate.