Mr.president, you are too gentle

Since speaking of this, Xu Longnan simply beat two more sentences along the way. Following Fu Xiaoxiao's words, he seemed to say with casual emotion: "yes, a man like Cheng shaozhao has too much light, and the women around him must be endless. We'd better find an ordinary person and be safe when we get married."

Xu Longnan has recently been nagged by his mother about starting a family and starting a business. Gradually, he also feels that getting married is indeed a lifelong event for women. Now I'm talking to Fu Xiaoxiao unconsciously,

"HMM." Fu Xiaoxiao was laughing and laughing, but he was afraid of Xu Longnan's nagging again, so he responded carelessly.

Xu Longnan was relieved. After a lot of gossip with Fu xiaonovel, he went his separate ways.

Fu Xiaoxiao is walking home alone. Autumn is getting deeper and deeper. Even in the afternoon, there is a deep chill in the air. She narrowed her eyes and stood under the bus sign, quietly waiting for the arrival of her own bus.

There is still a little breeze and drizzle this morning. Although the rain in the north is not as wet and cold as that in the south, the rain is not so pleasant in this autumn.

Fu Xiaoxiao's body has been weak since childhood. Naturally, he is more afraid of the cold than normal people. For other girls, the appearance of an invisible sock and skirt is different in winter. Fu Xiaodong always covers himself tightly in winter. He can't wait to go out with a quilt.

After finding it raining in the morning, Fu Xiaoxiao ran to the wardrobe and turned over his clothes to wear them. Inside she was a bean green shirt with thin velvet. Outside she was wearing a knee long nude windbreaker. A pair of light blue jeans had been highlighted, paying a small almost perfect leg shape.

People are beautiful and in good shape. When they wear it simply, they also have endless flavor in it. Just standing here quietly at the bus sign, she has attracted many passers-by's eyes.

But Fu Xiaoxiao just lowered his eyes and looked a little melancholy. He seemed to be thinking about something. Occasionally when I think about it, my eyebrows gently twist up, like clouds and fog, which makes people look at it and can't help worrying.

In fact, Fu Xiaoxiao is not stupid. Now he is not completely enlightened about love. Xu Longnan specially came to mention his meaning. How could she not understand it?

I'm just afraid of others, so I pretend to be specious and ignorant. Cheng shaozhao's light is so prosperous that she knows better than anyone. Before Xu Longnan said it, she didn't think much about it.

Xiao Nan is right. A man like Cheng shaozhao should be surrounded by countless beautiful women

Somehow, when the idea rose to his heart, Fu Xiaoxiao felt a dull pain in his heart. It's like when you have a cold, it's like something blocked your chest. If you want to breathe out for a long time, you just feel that you can't spit out at all.

When the thoughts were myriad, the bus that happened to go home came. Fu Xiaoxiao had no time to think more and followed the crowd on the bus.

In any case, life should continue, just like a bus full of people, whose faces are full of fatigue. This is the original face of life. Where is there always a romantic romantic? It doesn't exist.