Xiangjue didn't feel anything wrong with Wang Xiaohu's request. After all, they had known each other before. However, she was still a little hesitant because it was originally agreed that Xiao Fengfeng would take her to have a candlelight dinner by the Rhine River. Now more
I met someone... I wonder if Xiao Fengfeng will be unhappy?
Wang Xiaohu looked at Xiangjue's hesitation and felt a chill in his heart. Why did this girl dislike him so much? Although she said that she had fought with Brother Jiangshan and bullied her when she was in school, but she later changed her mind.
Ah. Moreover, now he looks good and his life experience is not bad. If it were another woman, he wouldn't have to ask for advice at all. He would just look at her and I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get rid of her. But this girl...he didn't
The method is tough, but of course I don’t dare to be tough.
The two people just stared at each other.
"Forget it." In the end, Xiangjie compromised. She also felt that it would be a bit rude to refuse, so she could only scratch her head in embarrassment, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Then I will introduce you to Xiao Fengfeng...
..." Let Brother Xiao Hu be the light bulb, I believe Xiao Fengfeng will not refuse.
"Xiao Fengfeng?" Wang Xiaohu's brows frowned unconsciously, and the disappointment in his eyes was obvious. He was so confused by this name. What would he call if this girl called him? Xiao Huhu? It doesn't seem like it.
It sounds good.
"Yes." Xiangjue raised his eyebrows, not paying attention to the change in Wang Xiaohu's expression, "He is my future husband..." It was a matter of course, "And he is very familiar with this place..." Their candlelight
Dinner had to be postponed for a while.
Future husband? The sour bubbles in Wang Xiaohu’s heart have already bubbled out.
"That Orange, you are still young, why did you decide on him?" How could such an old man be worthy of her? "Actually, you still have many choices..." For example, he is young and promising.
"I'm an adult, and he's already mine..." Xiangjue curled her lips proudly, "No matter how nice others are, it's none of my business... I'll introduce you to them later..." She
In my impression, they should not know each other.
Is he hers? Wang Xiaohu felt that his heart suddenly sank, but he could only pretend to be relaxed: "No, no need." He didn't want to know Feng Jue, "We are not familiar with him, or we
Let’s have a meal together…”
"How can that be done?" Xiangju shook his head, "Besides, Xiao Fengfeng is rich, so let him treat you..." At this moment, the phone rang. Xiangju saw it and immediately picked it up.
He just said "hmm" and then hung up. He pulled Wang Xiaohu and walked out, "Xiao Fengfeng will be here soon. Let's go to the roadside and wait for him..."
Wang Xiaohu felt like he wanted to cry without tears. He didn't want to go, but he couldn't bear to let go of Xiangjie's smooth and tender hands.
As soon as he walked to the side of the road, a yellow Maserati stopped in front of him with a beautiful swerve. Feng Jue looked at Xiang Jue standing on the side of the road, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. These days, he comes to pick up Xiang Jue from school every day.
, then have dinner with her, and sleep with her at night. It feels really good and comfortable, and makes him feel that happiness can be so simple.
However, when he saw Wang Xiaohu holding Xiangjiao's little hand, his purple eyes narrowed slightly, but he soon returned to his previous coldness, opened the car door and walked out, but his eyes when he glanced at Wang Xiaohu were different.
Extremely sharp.
Wang Xiaohu stared back, unwilling to be outdone, and for a moment the two eyes met in the air, sparking off countless sparks.
"Xiao Fengfeng." Xiangjue didn't notice anything unusual at all. When he saw Feng Jue coming down, he immediately let go of Wang Xiaohu, flew over like a butterfly, and plunged into Feng Jue's arms.
Feng Jue then retracted his gaze, hugged Xiangjie lovingly, and then kissed her gently on the forehead. I'm afraid even he didn't know that his eyes suddenly became extremely gentle at this time.
Wang Xiaohu's eyes were stung instantly and he couldn't help but lower his eyes. He shook the hand at his side slightly. To be honest, he was jealous.
"By the way, Xiao Fengfeng, I met an acquaintance." Xiangjue suddenly raised his head from Feng Jue's arms, and then pulled him to the front of Wang Xiaohu, "Brother Xiaohu is also from A City, and he is from Jiangshan.
My friend, I didn’t expect to come to London..." Then he said to Wang Xiaohu, "Brother Xiaohu, this is my future husband."
Feng was very satisfied with Xiangjue's introduction, and immediately smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all: "Hello, what a fate..." His woman dared to care about him, the young man was very courageous, and he started to feel sad in his heart.
I'm slandering Brother Jiangshan. If they hadn't let them off, how could this guy named Wang have found Juzi? It would only cause trouble for him. These two brothers-in-law are so shameless...
Xiangjiang and Xiangshan who were in City A sneezed and rubbed their noses at the same time. Who was scolding them?
"Hello." Wang Xiaohu also raised his lips and looked at Feng Jue provocatively, "We are indeed very destined." He reached out and held Feng Jue's hand. Wang Xiaohu was not scared.
On the surface, the two people are very friendly. Only the two parties involved know how hard they should hold each other's hands, and they would like to crush each other.
However, both of them quickly let go of their hands, after all, they were in front of Juzi.
"Xiao Fengfeng, can we treat Brother Xiaohu to dinner?" Xiangjue pulled Feng Jue's sleeve, "He just came here, so he probably isn't familiar with it..." Anyway, she was not familiar with a new place, and she thought Wang Xiaohu
Not familiar with it either.
"Okay." Feng Jue rubbed Xiangjue's head, and then felt a little embarrassed, "But, what should I do if my car can't accommodate so many people?"
"Then what should we do?" Xiangjue then realized that Feng Jue had driven over in a sports car, "How about we take a taxi?"
The corner of Wang Xiaohu's mouth twitched. If he didn't go, Feng Jue would laugh at him: "It doesn't matter, I drove here." He pointed to a red Porsche not far away from the roadside.
"Then let's go to the Chinatown Restaurant." Feng Jue's lips curled up again.
"Okay." Wang Xiaohu also curled his lips. He was no stranger to London.
Not far away, a woman wearing a large mask and sweeping the street with a broom suddenly stopped waving the broom and looked at the two cars driving away one after another. She narrowed her eyes slightly and held the broom in both hands.
Due to too much force, the veins on the back of my hands popped out.