Crazy days with beautiful sister

Xiao Mo shook his head, expressing that he really did not understand.

Wang Qiang said impatiently: "I want to celebrate Wang Yarong's birthday tonight, it's all between friends."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Mo shouted while holding the piece of paper, "Don't lose your circle."

Wang Qiang pressed one hand firmly on Xiao Mo's shoulder, "Those who go to celebrate their birthday tonight have to pay for the money. The money is for buying gifts for Wang Yarong. The meal is Xia Yuquan's invitation."

Damn, such a big shelf?

Celebrating a birthday is like celebrating a big birthday of an ancient dignitary.

"Did Xia Yu invite the meal?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Ang, what do you think!"

Wang Qiang spoke with great confidence, with serious contempt in his words, "At the Wangjue Hotel!"

"So pulling?"

Xiao Mo glanced outside again.

"Hurry up, don't smear the ink." Wang Qiang urged: "Are you right about the money? If you don't take it, forget it. Tonight, just go home and make cornbread by yourself."

Xiao Mo directly pressed the paper on the table, "What's wrong? How much is it?"

Wang Qiang thought for a while, "Well, it's not much, as for you, it's just the right number." He shook his palm.

"50?"

Xiaomo asked suspiciously.

"Fuck, are you sending the beggar?" Wang Qiang roared with his mouth wide open.

"500?"

"Wool, it's 5000!"

After hearing this, Xiao Mo stuck out his tongue, "Damn, robbery?"

"Can you not take it?" Wang Qiang said with a smile: "It turns out that it is a poor household. The amount of money you receive depends on the relationship with Wang Yarong. The closer the relationship, the higher the gift money. On the contrary, if the relationship is average, Not so much."

He sighed again, "We have drawn the relationship between you and Wang Yarong very close."

**, isn't this trying to trick me?

Xiaomo thought in his heart, picked up the gift list and looked at it again, "Damn it!"

He rubbed his feet and stood up, "The highest other people are only 200, look at this f*ck, there are 50, and the relationship between Liu Qingqing and Wang Yarong is good enough? Isn't this only 100 yuan? Ma, why do I have so many?"

"Hey, who made you a local tyrant? There is no way." Wang Qiang shrugged helplessly. "There is no comparison between the opposite sex and the same sex. There is always a delicate relationship between friends of the opposite sex, don't you think so? It's also very good for you, just to see your sincerity. I can deepen our relationship with Wang Yarong again."

"Are you here to eat me?"

Xiao Mo put a palm on Wang Qiang's shoulder, and sat him down on Wang Yarong's stool with a thud, "What if the money is wrong?"

This kid Wang Qiang still has two brushes, so he didn't scare the urine like Ergou, and he still maintained a pretense! "

Xiao Mo added a little more strength, holding the list, "You boy was right for 100 yuan, so let me be right for 5000? Are you crazy about money?"

Wang Qiang couldn't calm down anymore. There was a tingling sensation on his shoulders, and he still gritted his teeth, "Aren't you very rich? I even sent a bouquet of flowers worth 12000 yuan today!"

That bunch of flowers, 12000?

Let me go, this is made from the sky, right?

Wang Qiang went on to say: "That's a rose imported from France, what do you mean you have no money? Hey, it seems that it's really a big buck. Look at Xia Yu, who took over the third floor of the Wangjue Hotel. , How spectacular is that, are you not happy to let you pay 5000?"

Xiao Mo swallowed, "Hold it for me, I want to ask who is holding the money?"

"The money is for me to buy gifts for everyone." Wang Qiang took advantage of Xiao Mo's strength and quickly stood up.

After he got up, he immediately stood in the aisle, Li Xiaomo was two arms away, pinching his waist, "If you don't have one, don't pretend to be poor, now, school is over, where can you go to cool off. Oh , By the way, I forgot to tell you that you need an invitation card to enter the Wangjue Hotel. If you don’t have one, you won’t be able to get in. I advise you, go home early and pee and sleep.”

Do you think I can't handle you if you hide so far away?

silly x.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Qiang back, and was about to punish him.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qiang cried and became hungry, "Oh, sister Rongrong, you are here."

Xiao Mo also found Wang Yarong walking by the door, slowly let go of her hand, and patted Wang Qiang, "Ah, haha, you have a lot of dirt on your body, I'll help you pat it!"

Wang Qiang snorted, pulled off his shirt and went to see Wang Yarong, "Sister Rongrong, I wish you a happy birthday in advance."

Turning around, he shouted to Xiaomo: "Well, I have invited you, Jiang Xiaomo must go tonight." He walked out with a smile.

Xiao Mo also pretended to be very polite, "Well, I got it, go all the way, Brother Wang, I won't see you off."

Hearing these words come out of his mouth, the taste changed.

He knew that Wang Qiang said this deliberately in front of Wang Yarong, meaning that I have come to invite you.

The problem is that this bastard didn't give himself an invitation card, he was just here to punish himself.

He glanced at a yellow card in Wang Yarong's hand, he reckoned it was an invitation card.

It seems that without an invitation card, you really can't get in. After all, Wangjue Hotel is a high-end club.

This Xia Yu seems to have worked hard.

After some thoughts, Xiaomo smiled, "Sister Rongrong, happy birthday."

Wang Yarong nodded to Xiaomo, "Xiaomo, you can also go at night, I don't think I can escape, Xia Yu has already fixed a place, and also called all friends. If I don't go, it won't be suitable."

Xiao Mo said with a smile: "Well, well, since the place is fixed, let's go, don't waste the kindness of others, besides, all friends will go, it's fun, haha..."

It seems that Xia Yu is pre-emptive, and has done everything without Wang Yarong's consent.

Xia's Group should not be underestimated in City F. Xia Yu can take over the third floor of the Wangjue Hotel.

You must know that such a high-end club hotel is not just packaged by ordinary people.

"Let's go, Rongrong." Liu Qingqing stepped in again, pulled Wang Yarong and pouted, without even looking at Xiaomo.

Xiao Mo didn't expect that Liu Qingqing would really get into a fight with him. It seems that if he doesn't send a bouquet of flowers, this ambiguous relationship will not come back.

The problem is, this f*cking flower is not sent by myself.

Wang Yarong was dragged by Liu Qingqing, and said to Xiaomo with a wry smile: "See you that night, Xiaomo, hehe, thank you for your blessing, and flowers..."

Xiaomo was moved for a while, Wang Yarong actually said thank you to herself.

Well, I take it, is spring coming?

Haha ...