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During the dinner party, fan Chen talked about a romantic woman writer, wearing a fiery red skirt, a perfect figure of nine heads, exquisite makeup, and exuding hormones all over her body. Sexy and hot, but it is a beauty of some soul novels. Fan Chen read a page of words to Gu Pan'er, and the sad mood strikes the soul directly.

Gu Pan'er read such a two thousand word essay, almost didn't cry out on the spot, it was.

Sexy hot beauty has a very artistic Chinese name, called an MI Ning. His father is from F and his mother is from China. She perfectly inherits her father's three-dimensional facial features and her mother's Oriental beauty temperament. If she just sits there in that red dress and doesn't speak, the whole heat will feel hazy and can't see through. It's quite like holding a pipa.

Women who are sexy, hot, energetic, cool and fresh in literature and art can be popular with people, especially men, no matter in parties, receptions or places.

Looking at this side of the son just read a few thousand words of the short article, tearful woman son turned her head, found that just sitting in front of her woman disappeared. Suspiciously, he turned his head and looked at Song Zhixin and fan Chen. Song Zhixin was giving her a dish. He saw his wife turn his head and said, "what's the matter? Why are you crying? What wronged, come and talk to my husband, and my husband will take revenge for you. "

Fan Chen drank the incense cake and rolled his eyes: "come on! You take revenge? Who are you going to take revenge on? " Fan Chen pointed to the hot and sexy woman in the distance, who was attracted by people's attention: "your wife is moved by what she wrote. I tell you, the woman's writing is really good, not fake. If your wife wants to be a producer, producer or director in the future, she will start at first. This kind of literature and art, youth, and memory can directly hit the hearts of the people. She was young and beautiful in those years. "

Song Zhixin felt that it was nothing. He took out a paper towel and carefully wiped the corners of his wife's eyes: "don't cry. I'm heartbroken when you cry, really. We are not short of money. If you want to make a Hollywood International Movie, or even the big bang of the galaxy, my husband will shoot it for you! Can we cry for this? "

"It's not about money at all, OK?" Gu Pan'er took away the paper towel in Song Zhixin's hand and wiped his eyes.

This can frighten song Zhixin to shout: "don't! Don't rub it so hard. The eyeliner will go in. "

, looking forward to his white eyes, he said, "I didn't draw Eyeliner today. Where did you see my eyeliner?"

Song Zhixin shook his head with a smile: "no! I saw your wife's eyes so beautiful, and thought you drew hidden eyeliner, but you didn't expect it to be painted. My wife is a natural beauty. She is beautiful

Mortal unbearable retch two times, really enough, every time hurt him, interesting?

"Ouch Serene holding a red wine cup, swaying wind came over, the nine heads of perfect figure was set off in front of the table by the dress.

Noah took the soup and gave Noah a spoon. After Noah had a few sips of it, Noah took the soup back.

Gu Pan'er chewed the beef in his mouth and looked at the side embarrassed. When she just sat down, fanchen immediately recommended the woman and showed her the article. She was fascinated by the article and didn't notice what happened on the table. Now think about it, I just seem to have eaten a few mouthfuls of food. Song Zhixin has fed her feelings. On the spot, I feel that her cheek is a little red, which is not a good idea.

An MI Ning looked at the eyes of song Zhixin and then looked at his eyes. He said with a smile: "ah! I've heard that Mr. Song dotes on his wife so much that he's afraid to drop it in his hand. He's afraid that even his wife will fly to work abroad to accompany him. What's more, when the wife has no time to eat, she will feed them by hand. So the rumor is true. When other men see their wives working like that, they will look after their children silently like Mr. Song, and then turn around and look after their wives without taking a few mouthfuls. "

Gu Pan'er turned his head and glared at Song Zhixin: "do you want your stomach?" In his early years, song Zhixin didn't meet Gu Pan'er. He was crazy and ate irregularly. When he went out to play, the table was full of wine, so his stomach was not good. Poor stomach is a common disease of almost all successful people, and Jiang Yi is also bad. Every time he knows that Jiang Yi doesn't eat on time, Su man's family is going to have a world war.

Gu Pan'er, after another stomachache in Song Zhixin's family, song Zhixin did not eat on time, which was the rhythm of the world war.

"I eat it!" Song Zhixin quickly expressed his attitude and took a breath of spaghetti in front of him and put it into his mouth: "look! I take care of you and I eat at the same time. In front of me are not only your steak, but also my spaghetti and corn soup. I ordered something else. I'm sure I won't starve myself

When he heard song Zhixin say this, he looked at the things on the table, and then he was relieved. Can Xin just put down, and heard an MI Ning say: "originally outside rumor Mr. Song is wife slave, really is true!"

After saying that, fan Chen quickly put down the cup and clapped: "ah, I'll go! I've been fed dog food for a long time. This time, I've done it. It's classic and overbearing. How can I fall in love with you all of a sudden? "Song Zhixin raised his eyes and looked at fan Chen with Yin measurement: "if you dare to fall in love with me, I will find someone to kidnap you and send you to the hospital for wiping!"

Fan Chen was stunned and quickly clamped his thigh: "you bully!"

Song Zhixin a smile: "bully has a wife!"

Fan Chen Ko, Gu Pan'er felt that he saw the appearance of fan Chen being shaken apart.

An MI Ning sipped the red wine, lifted her hair, and looked at Song Zhixin with a twinkle in her eyes: "Mr. Song is really a good example of song, and he doesn't talk much about his wife. I don't know how good Mr. Song was before he met Mrs. song? "

People for a time quiet, do not know how, good end, quiet Ning suddenly difficult.

Quiet rather a smile: "look at me, seem to be a bit drunk, just said what words! Mrs. song, I really envy you. You have the ability to make Mr. angsong's prodigal son turn back! "

Her face drunk smile close to look at the son: "you don't know, I have a sister, twins. But we are not the same, we are a soft twin, my sister fully inherited the advantages of my father Westerners, more beautiful than me

She said, looking at Song Zhixin: "when my parents divorced, my sister came back to China with her mother. As a result, my mother died early, and my sister was sad and nostalgic in all kinds of handlebars and pubs."

I think the next words will not be good words.

"Mr. Song, do you remember Anna? Your bedmate

As soon as he said this, Gu Pan'er became stiff, and song Zhixin's face became cold.

Fan Chen quickly got up and burst nuoye out of the children's chair, calling on the two children: "come on! Noah, come with your uncle, and go and play with your brother to other children? "

Noah nodded. Fan Chen quickly took Noah under his arm and left the circle with Noah in his hand.

As soon as fan Chen left, an MI Ning began to laugh and reached out to fiddle with his hair tip: "how can you be so nervous? How many years have it been? Besides, after my sister, Mr. Song doesn't know how many bed mates he has changed. Don't be so nervous! "

She sighed: "it's a pity that my sister is so beautiful. When Mr. Song broke up, he gave my sister a million yuan separation fee, as well as the house and jewelry that he bought before he died. Because she had a car accident, just a week after the break-up, I returned home and dealt with all my sister's legacy. If Mr. Song doesn't mind, I'll give you all the money from the sale of real estate jewelry plus the one million card. "

Song Zhixin's face was not very good-looking. Gu Pan'er suddenly laughed: "since it's given to your sister, it's your sister's. Even if your sister dies, it doesn't matter what happens to my husband. "