Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 688

How sour Zhao Rui was, others didn't care much.

Even if they know what's in their hearts, they can at most slander a false innocence.

No one mentioned her name to spoil the fun.

The place where Xiao Jun's family held a banquet for him was in a villa area.

The high-end villas are well-proportioned, or the two- or three-story buildings are magnificent.

Behind each house, there are more than hundreds of square meters of open-air yards.

In the yard, several areas are divided.

There is a large lawn and an open-air swimming pool.

When they arrived, there were not many guests.

A woman with exquisite make-up came out to welcome her.

Look at her delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and her well-maintained facial skin.

It looks a bit like Xiao Jun.

"Xiao Jun, is this your sister? Why have you never told me that you have such a beautiful sister?"

A boy pushed Xiao Jun with his shoulder, his voice was not too loud, just enough for the woman to hear.

The smile on the woman's face deepened, "I'm Xiao Jun's mother. You are all classmates of our family, Ah Jun, right? The banquet hasn't officially started yet, you can play in the backyard first."

The boy looked in disbelief, "Can't you? I see that you are not yet 30 years old."

"It's over."

Xiao Jun raised his hand to hit him.

Xiao's mother watched them laughing for a while, and then smiled and asked to take them to the backyard.

He also specially called Xiao Jun to stop, "Ah Jun, you come to greet your classmates, you must let everyone have a good time."

"As ordered."

Xiao Jun made a gesture of salute, nondescript.

Mother Xiao gave him a look with a smile.

Only then did he greet his classmates to go to the backyard.

Walking past the woman, he raised his eyebrows in concern and calmly.

Mother Xiao's eyes seemed to glance across the crowd several times inadvertently.

Although it hardly stayed on her.

She felt that the woman was looking for her.

This is interesting.

The Xiao family, do you think highly of her?

The back yard is ready for the grill.

"Isn't it? Your family banquet invites people to have barbecue?"

Xu Wenbo's eyes widened, originally he was afraid that some poor students in the class would feel inferior.

The result turned out to be like this.

There are surprises, and there are shocks.

Think of a group of social people in suits and leather shoes, well-dressed and handsome, sitting there with champagne and sleeves rolled up to barbecue.

That scene was too eye-catching, he didn't dare to think about it.

"Why, don't you like it? I asked my dad to prepare the champagne tower."

Xiao Jun said, and turned to leave.

He was grabbed by Xu Wenbo, "No need, this one is very good, really."

Their family is also well-off, and they have never been to banquets and the like.

I was a little bit uncomfortable.

That's great.

Xiao Jun had no intention of really leaving.

Hearing what he said, he turned around and greeted his classmates, "You can take whatever you want. I asked my aunt at home to help bake it. If you want to bake it yourself, you can also try it."

After speaking, he lowered his voice again, explaining Xu Wenbo's question before,

"This time my dad invited all uncles who have a good relationship with our family. I have told everyone in advance that it is just a private party, and no one will be dressed too formally."

It was precisely because it was a party-style banquet that his parents proposed to invite his classmates.

Everyone was stunned.

But the expression that was still a little cramped before suddenly relaxed.

"Speaking of which, I always thought Xiao Jun and your family were just a little richer than most people, but I didn't expect to be a rich man."

A girl smiled.

Being able to own such a large villa in the imperial capital is not something ordinary rich people can have.

"It's okay, it's okay. My family is lucky."

Xiao Jun smiled, not wanting to talk about this topic.

He took a handful of lamb skewers and asked, "Who wants to eat lamb skewers, sign up."

A group of people chatting and laughing.

Caring doesn't quite want to do it yourself.

Thinking of his royal chef, he took out his phone and sent a message.

【elder brother. 】

After waiting for a while, a message came back from there, 【Huh? 】

Caring casually took a photo in the past.

From her angle, she was facing the setting sun.

The gorgeous gold has no uncomfortable temperature.

Under the rays of the sun, a group of energetic students are calling for friends and choosing their favorite dishes.

There are more than a dozen barbecue grills, and more than half of them are standing in front of the servants helping to grill the meat.

There are also a few students who want to do it themselves, so they took the sauce and baked it themselves.

【when will you arrive? 】

The implication is, wait for you to barbecue for me.

Mu Zhanchen sent a voice, with a deep smile in his clear voice,

"Drink some juice and eat some cold vegetables to fill your stomach. I'll be right there."

The inexplicable smile in the man's voice made people tremble.

Caring pursed the corners of her lips, and glanced around the arena.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, the corners of his lips curled up quickly, and then he pressed them into a straight line.

Then pretending to be calm, he looked down at his phone.

Seeing another message that came later, [No ice juice is allowed. 】

There is no need to press the curvature of the corner of the mouth, and I just skimmed it down.

Caring puts the phone away and walks to where the juice is.

She swayed her fingers in front of the iced juice with water droplets, picked up a glass of normal temperature orange juice, walked back to the deck chair next to the swimming pool and sat down.

After taking two sips, I felt someone approaching.

Turning his head to look over, it was Peng Shuang holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

"You drink this?"

Concerned about raising an eyebrow.

Because Hu Qingyang didn't drink, she subconsciously thought that no one in the confidential unit drank.

"I drink very well. Drinking red wine is the same as you drink drinks."

Peng Shuang lay down on a recliner beside her.

When she was 13 years old, she learned to drink for the first time on a mission.

Ever since she discovered that wine is a good thing, she has used alcohol to forget the memories that always tortured her in her dreams.

Of course, she usually doesn't drink when she's on a mission.

Even so, he still managed to hold a good amount of alcohol.

Such a low-alcohol red wine would not even make her drunk.

Caring took another sip of juice, but didn't answer.

"You don't want to eat barbecue?"

"You didn't go either?"

"I'm here to accompany you."

Caring rolled her eyes at her, "I don't need anyone to accompany me."

Their relationship is not that good.

Peng Shuang laughed, "You'll look out of place."

"The so-called gregariousness is just going with the flow. You have to do things you don't like, and it's boring to cater to others."

Concerned about tilting head and looking towards the crowd.

Among the crowd, the most eye-catching thing was Avril Lavigne's blond hair.

She smiled broadly, as if she didn't care about appearance at all.

But it was such carefree and wanton that made her shine.

People like Avril Lavigne are born to live in the center of the crowd.

She enjoys this life.

"really envy you."

Peng Shuang drank the red wine in his hand and put the glass aside.

Lying on the recliner, with his arm pillowed, he slightly raised his head and looked at a thin cloud stained with crimson in the sky.

Few people can care about such open-mindedness.

Humans are social animals.

As long as you are alive, it is impossible to completely ignore other people's opinions.

Caring shrugged and said nothing.

Some people have come over one after another.

In just a short while, it has become lively.

Everyone consciously divided into two groups without disturbing each other.

Caring turned his head, just in time to see Mu Zhanchen walking over.

Standing at the door with a tall and straight figure, Qingjuan's gaze wandered around the backyard.

Soon, it was positioned on Caring.

A faint smile fainted in the deep eyes.

Caring turned back with a smile and stood up from the recliner.

Mu Zhanchen also walked towards this side with long legs.

Sensing the movement of concern, Peng Shuang tilted his head.

Just in time to see the two walking straight towards each other, as if they only had each other in their eyes.

Eyes hurt and turned away.

The two-way relationship is really enviable.

(End of this chapter)