I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 28 The romance you want is my style
This rich experience, of course, also comes from many of Jing Xiaoqiang's part-time girlfriends in high-end Manhattan hotels.

Hotel receptionists are arguably one of the most common part-time jobs for cabaret performers in Manhattan.

No less to rub these luxury hotels for romance.

After briefly washing up with a few old Kehlers, we won't have breakfast together today. Uncle Cheng invited him to have afternoon tea, and Jing Xiaoqiang went upstairs to knock on Feng Xiaoxia's door.

It wasn't because of his special relationship that he couldn't even go upstairs.

Feng Xiaoxia's cautious voice: "Xiaoqiang?"

Jing Xiaoqiang smiled: "You have to ask who it is, or do you ask Xiaohua, otherwise people will know who you are waiting for."

The heavy door opened immediately, and Feng Xiaoxia's annoyed voice increased a little: "Who are you waiting for!"

Then he was immediately surprised: "Why is your hair wet, is it raining outside?"

Reaching out and pulling Jing Xiaoqiang to the bathroom to pull the towel, her vest and panties were also hanging on the hanger, so panicked and shy, she quickly covered it up: "Don't look at it!"

Jing Xiaoqiang actually commented: "The style is too old. You will be laughed at when you go to a big city compared to other classmates. Buy something trendy later."

Feng Xiaoxia's ears were all red, and she stood on tiptoe and rubbed Jing Xiaoqiang's hair vigorously: "Shut up! Keep your head down..."

She still tried to put on the most beautiful dress. Although she still looks like a countryman in Shanghai, she is already average on the street.

The long black and straight hair has also been washed, tied into twisted braids, and has a fresh fragrance.

That is, the estimation tool for glitches is not suitable.

According to Jing Xiaoqiang's excruciatingly rich experience, as long as he stretches out his hand, he won't have to go out this morning.

Just trying to find a way to wipe her hair now has made Feng Xiaoxia blushing, her eyes are dizzy, she is vulnerable, and her voice is shaking.

So the old driver had to take a deep breath to hold back, but of course he didn't shake: "Take out yesterday's cosmetic bag, I will teach you some simple maintenance and makeup care, and I will send you some later when you arrive at school, this is from I asked a few uncles on business trips for the airport route map from Shanghai to Pingjing, and they said that there is a bus to the city, and then you can use these buses to go to the school, and see if there is anything you don’t understand.”

Feng Xiaoxia looked at the familiar handwriting on the note, as if he was still at the desk yesterday, but wrote his university route.

It's impossible not to be surging, and the small breasts are heaving up and down.

Jing Xiaoqiang will master the heat and prevent passion from breaking out.

Pull her to sit in front of the vanity mirror and help her dress up: "The bottles are marked one, two, three, and you rub and wipe them in order. After entering the university, you are half a social person, and you must learn to face it independently and maturely. Society, never treat yourself as someone's accessory, you will always be that confident and strong Feng Xiaoxia..."

These days, even the parents in the county town can't say such sincere words.

Ah, this is how many confident and strong girls have created a good heart for Jing Xiaoqiang.

Tears immediately poured out of the girl's eyes, moved and unbelievable.

We have been classmates for a few years and have been sitting together for so long, why did you tell me this at this time? !

Why did you go early!
Jing Xiaoqiang skillfully helped her to wipe away her tears.

He also said this: "If we were to fall in love in high school, maybe we would have children. Hu Wenlan from junior high school seemed to have children before high school, right? You hope you will sit on the doorstep of the Light Industry Bureau for the rest of your life. Holding your child in the sun? You have been here all your life, and you have struggled to get admitted to the university in Pingjing. Are you willing to go back in vain in the end?"

Thinking of that junior high school classmate who had already looked like a middle-aged woman, Feng Xiaoxia was suddenly startled. The surging passion of the spring tide miraculously faded away, and she just stared brightly at the big boy in the mirror who was dressing up for her.

There is no doubt that in this lifetime, even if the land is torn apart and the Milky Way collapses, this scene cannot be erased from the girl's mind.

The restrooms and dressers of five-star hotels are exquisite and luxurious, and almost everything Feng Xiaoxia has never seen before.

She played here for a long time last night.

So it definitely meets the highest imagination of a girl's romantic environment, no matter how good she is, she doesn't know what to do.

Just like how this big boy was kind to her.

It's just that the words are a little weird. It's not like a classmate at the same table. It's almost the same as his father's advice.

Isn't Jing Xiaoqiang telling himself: "Your hair is a bit dry, so you need to use conditioner, and I'll see if it's available for sale later, and it's true that you like to tie your hair like this, but it's a piece of hair in the middle. The seams should be changed frequently, otherwise the place will become more and more bald, hahaha…”

The girl in the mirror is indeed changing gradually. After the rusticity from the small county is washed away, whether it is the raised eyebrows, the faint blush, or the highlights on the bridge of the nose, they are all showing a fashionable atmosphere.

Even surpassing the foreign style of Shanghai in the 90s, Feng Xiaoxia's other emotions disappeared, and he murmured: "You... When did you learn it, why don't I know?"

Jing Xiaoqiang boasted proudly: "I applied for the Department of Dance and Makeup. Of course, I have to study hard to improve myself. I have worked so hard, and you should work hard when you go to university."

Obviously, every word he is instilling now may be more effective than what Feng Xiaoxia's parents said, and it will give Feng Xiaoxia a huge motivation.

The girl nodded heavily.

Said it was easy to do, but in the end it took more than an hour.

Feng Xiaoxia was reluctant to leave in front of the mirror, and Jing Xiaoqiang also wrote her a daily makeup step list.

While packing up, he told others not to teach it to others: "On the basis of this, you can usually do part-time jobs for leaders, teachers, and hosts at school, and you can also have a good relationship. Treat your college career as an exercise before entering the society, what's the difficulty? I will not be stingy if you write to me, send things or send money, but you can't rely on me, you have to rely on yourself."

How to describe it, in the past 30 years, Jing Xiaoqiang must have had the mentality of wanting to protect a certain girl forever, or wishing that so-and-so would be smoother and more glorious, but there was a limit to what he could do at that time.

Who hasn't experienced the embarrassment of being powerless when young.

Now a bit of a brain is poured into Feng Xiaoxia.

After all, the current domestic economic situation is a bit like a double-track jump like a cheating device for him.

Just because Feng Xiaoxia came to Huhai to find him, this feeling is worth paying back.

Without any utilitarianism, I hope that my tablemate can live as wonderfully and smoothly as myself in this life.

As for Lu Xi, those long legs with superhuman conditions, let her die!
Feng Xiaoxia smiled silently, and the corners of her eyes became clearer and brighter.

Jing Xiaoqiang finished work satisfied: "Let's go, go out for lunch, buy clothes by the way, and it's almost time to go to the airport when you get back."

The girl finally got up taking advantage of this bounce and grabbed Jing Xiaoqiang's clothes at the entrance, but her face blushed quickly and she didn't know what to say.

Maybe she doesn't know how to express her emotions.

Jing Xiaoqiang understood, reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's head: "We are at the same table, we agreed to work together to get into a good university and become the kind of person we yearn for, don't be tempted by a little kindness from a boy, that's not strong enough, You have many more tests in the future."

The fluffy American mattress is just a few steps behind, just a little push, grabbing the two braids and everything is done.

But the future of the two has changed.

So Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't help it, opened the door and went downstairs.

The acquaintances in the elevator room in the lobby all looked sideways, okay...

Going through the back door and riding a bicycle, the street police are not very caught at this time, and Jing Xiaoqiang is familiar with the streets and alleys.

In fact, the urban area of ​​Shanghai and Shanghai is not very big these days, and the most prosperous and lively places are concentrated within a few kilometers around.

Moreover, the nationally famous clothing market is near the symphony orchestra, only a block away.

This time Feng Xiaoxia will reach out and hug Jing Xiaoqiang's waist, because there are other young men and women on the street to demonstrate.

Although her face was red and hot, but the summer wind was blowing, the dress was dancing lightly, and her heart was flying. When it came to the market, she learned to put her ears on Jing Xiaoqiang's back.

Jing Xiaoqiang, who turned his head to stop, was startled, so Guan Gong's face was so red!

Jerky innocent girls are really untouchable, just like the girls on Broadway who are all battle-hardened.

But Jing Xiaoqiang won't emphasize anything at this moment, and it will gradually fade away thousands of miles away. This is the end of countless long-distance relationships and foreign relationships.

He didn't lead the girl: "There is such a clothing market in every city. The one in Pingjing is in Xiushui, where it is more convenient. I will teach you how to look, how to buy, and the most important thing is how to negotiate the price. In the future, this is also where you will bring your classmates. An important part of showing the ability to live..."

Feng Xiaoxia grabbed the back hem of his shirt, the most romantic moment in his life has been written in his heart.

(End of this chapter)