The door opened quickly.

Jiang Xiaoyou opened the door that moment, suddenly flashed to Meng's back.

It is absolutely enough for Meng to completely block her in the past.

The door opened, across a Meng, Jiangxiao can still smell a faint sweet aroma.

did not know what perfume was made. She never smelt it, but it was very tempting.

At least, at the moment of smelling this smell, the person Jiangxiao imagined is a sweet beauty.

"Meng Meng Guan, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A girl's voice with a trace of light sand sounded, not the kind of sweet Jiangxiao imagined, but with a different charm.

"Fan Xian?" Meng did not expect Jiang Xiao to be so mischievous years ago. He was helpless and surprised to see the woman who opened the door.

The woman in front of him was not the person he remembered.

Was he eight or nine?

Fan Xian is older than him. Maybe he is about 12 years old. Maybe the girl is growing faster. He is taller than them. He is thin, with short hair, clear eyebrows and men's clothes. He looks like a handsome boy.

At that time, all their children thought it was him, not her.

Someone called him big brother.

Fan Xi at that time did not explain anything.

She was supposed to play with them, but before she started, someone came and took her away.

However, the woman in front of her eyes could no longer see the appearance of her youth. She was still very tall and thin, but her waist was very thin, and she was full of fine fibers. She had a crutch on her column. She had long, straight hair, bangs, big eyes and small mouth. Her face was very small, and her skin was very white. She could almost see capillaries.

The whole person has a very delicate beauty of compassion.

A woman in her thirties looks like twenty-three.

It seems that fate has hit her, and time has treated her well.

"Well, I'm fan Xian. I'll meet again after a long time. Is it worth a hug?"

Fan Xian's words let Jiangxiao pick eyebrows behind Meng Xinian, then stretch out a finger and gently poke Meng's back.

In the past, Meng stood still and his voice was still.

"We can be considered strangers, should not be suitable for the word" reunion after a long separation "? Hugs are even more inappropriate. " Then he stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Xiao out. "Invited by Ms. fan, he brought his wife to visit. This is neizi Jiangxiao. "

Jiang Xiao is not embarrassed at all, and nods to say hello to fan Xian.

"Miss Fan, meet for the first time."

Seeing fan Xian's appearance clearly, Jiang Xiao is also quite surprised.

The improved cheongsam with dark blue embroidery and silver silk makes her look slim and slim. She looks like a slender Lotus branch. It really has a special charm.

It's a pity that such a fan Xian is leaning on a single crutch.

And when she looks at fan Xian, fan Xian is still open arm, asking for a hug from Meng in the past. It's just that she's very generous.

It's hard to say that she deliberately hooked people.

But the object is Meng Xinian, who already has a wife, so it is somewhat immoral.

Seeing Jiang Xiao, fan Xian's eyes flash through a trace of injury and vulnerability.

Jiang Xiao saw it.

There was a thump in her heart.

Fan Xian was injured and vulnerable, just like Meng brought her here in the past, and was sorry for her.

It doesn't look like a play.

"Hello, Miss Jiang." Fan Xian reaches out to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao also reached out to hold her hand, only feel her hand soft if boneless, unable to grasp. "In fact, Ms. fan can call me Mrs. Meng."

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