The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 181 190: Name rectification [1]

The four people in the distance were laughing and laughing all the time, only Xu Zhe knew that in the dark area they couldn't see, there was a person whose air pressure was low and his emotions had reached the dust.

They had been grilling, and the air pressure in the car was as low as the man had been taking care of her.

It was close to eleven o'clock, and they began to pack their things. The people behind them still maintained their original postures, motionless.

Then we arrived at the Song residence.

They stopped under the banyan tree 20 meters away, turned off the lights, and watched from afar.

The figure on the opposite side got out of the car and talked to the people in the car step by step, like a reluctant couple in love.

At that time, Xu Zhe didn't even dare to look at the expressions of the people behind him.You don't need to guess, you know, it's the incomparable calmness under the rage and jealousy.

There is a kind of love that is placed in memory and dare not be touched.

There is a kind of love that is kept in the heart for fear of being noticed.

There is a kind of love, knowing that you are like me, endless.

This kind of love is deep, tragic, and more deliberate than anyone else.
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Xu Zhe looked at the man who was smoking fiercely behind him, but thinking about the time, he could only speak again to persuade: "Master, we should go, tomorrow is the master's birthday, and we have to prepare a lot of things."

There was no answer, but the people behind were no longer motionless.

After Jun Xiao extinguished the cigarette on his hand with his hands, he closed his eyes and raised his hand gently, signaling him to drive away.

Xu Zhe nodded in understanding, and the car drove out.

The person behind leaned back, shielding his arms from his eyes.

Passing by the gate of the villa with the tall iron fence, he deliberately paid attention to it when he turned the steering wheel. Only the lights on the second floor were on, and there was still a faint figure.

It's just that he couldn't see that in the eyes of the people in the back seat of the car, under the arm, there was no longer any concealed pain and sorrow.
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Early the next morning, when Song Manxi was still changing clothes in the dressing room, she received a call from Grandpa Jun, who said he wanted Jun Xiao to come and pick her up. When she heard this, she hurriedly wanted to say no, but she changed her mind. Thinking about it, there are many respectable people in society today, and neither the Jun family nor the Song family can afford to lose their faces.

What's more, their two families have become good friends of Qin and Jin, and those who know them well in Jiangcheng know it well.

He secretly endured it, but still agreed.

The parents came back last night and explained some things, and it's over. As elders, and with the relationship of marriage, the Song family has done their best.

It was also the first time for Qi Ranran and Yu Ya to participate in such a banquet. The dresses were also chosen together with Song Manxi. They were of different colors, but of the same brand and series.

Song Manxi chose a silver-gray dress with slanted shoulders. The lower body has a layered design, highlighting the lines of the waist and chest. On her feet are a pair of eight-centimeter-high silver-heeled stilettos. Her hair was specially hired by a branded makeup artist by her mother. Pulled up, the bangs and the hair left on both sides were curled into arcs.

While she was putting on makeup powder, Qi Ranran and Yu Ya also came out, wearing white and light blue skirts, Qi Ranran still posed in a charming pose, looking at them through the mirror Song Manxi, the two of them, suddenly burst out laughing.

He lowered his head involuntarily.

The make-up artist stopped what she was doing for a moment.

Song Manxi realized that she was impolite, and raised her head again: "Sorry, please continue." The makeup artist continued the work in hand with the powder puff.

"Hey, Song Manxi, what is your emergency response?"

　Arsenic: Look at the title and start doing something. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)