Huanxi Boy: I work as a charterer in Shuxiang Yayuan

Frowning slightly, he opened the door and walked out without looking back.

When they arrived at the gate of the community, they didn't see Zhang Tianxiao, so Dong Wenjie sent another message to Zhang Tianxiao.

"Where do we meet? Can I take a taxi there now?"

Soon, Zhang Tianxiao sent a message.

"It's at the gate of the community, and I'll follow you."

Dong Wenjie's eyes turned hot, it would be nice to have such a younger brother.

This is probably a sense of security!

It's getting closer now, she doesn't want to take a taxi, it's not very safe for a woman.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, Zhang Tianxiao roared in Cullinan.

There were black marks from friction between the tires and the ground.

"Miss Dong, get in the car."

Zhang Tianxiao opened the window 863, stuck his head out and said.

Dong Wenjie smiled slightly, opened the co-pilot's door and entered.

"You drive slowly and be careful of accidents."

"It wasn't on the way to see Sister Dong. I thought the speed of the car was slow. I stepped on the gas tank."

Dong Wenjie pursed her lips, "Smart words."

Zhang Tianxiao laughed.

Looking Dong Wenjie up and down, it was obvious that she had deliberately dressed up.

Low-necked tops, the beautiful scenery is looming in the night.

Hot pants on the lower body.

Or those ripped pants.

The slender thighs can be seen at a glance, without any fat, and they look firm and elastic.

"Don't look, let's go!"

This was still at the gate of the community, Dong Wenjie was afraid that Fang Yuan would come out after a while, and if she saw it, she would misunderstand it.

Only then did Zhang Tianxiao withdraw his admiring gaze.

Step on the gas pedal and go.

"Where are you going? BBQ? Hot pot?"

Come out to drink in the middle of the night in the summer.

Only kebabs are gods.

Dong Wenjie frowned slightly.

These are too greasy.

Her original idea was to go to the bar and sit, not to eat meat and drink.

"Looking for a bar?"

Dong Wenjie didn't know whether Zhang Tianxiao was interested in bars, so he asked tentatively.

"Okay!"

Zhang Tianxiao didn't have any problems.

"I mean be quiet...!"

Dong Wenjie guessed that Zhang Tianxiao must be thinking about nightclubs where young people shake their heads.

"No problem, listen to you."

Zhang Tianxiao smiled warmly.

He also doesn't like places that are too loud.

disco?

He really hasn't been there.

And don't go hunting.

So I looked at a quiet bar online.

The two drove over.

The so-called quiet bar is relatively quiet, drinking and chatting, the atmosphere is not so hot.

I found a place to sit down, ordered a few bottles of wine and a griddle.

With drink after drink.

The chatterbox gradually opened up.

"Sister Dong, aren't you in a good mood today?"

Zhang Tianxiao asked with a smile.

It was the first time I saw Dong Wenjie like this.

I asked him out for a drink in the middle of the night, so it's strange that I'm in a good mood.

Dong Wenjie drank three glasses in a row.

Then he started to complain crazily.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm really not in a good mood today. I had a big fight with your uncle Fangyuan at home. I just can't figure out why I can't rent a room in Shuxiang Yayuan."

"The combined monthly salary of the two of us is more than enough to live on."

Zhang Tianxiao listened carefully.

It is true that Fang Yuan is a bit stubborn in not wanting to rent a house.

But there is nothing wrong with thinking about expenses.

I still remember that in the original book, Fang Yuan lost his job in the end.

Dong Wenjie was also tricked by his assistant Xiao Jin, and he didn't lose his job, but he felt aggrieved in the company.

But fortunately, with him now, none of them will be wronged.

As for how to operate, they will be grateful to themselves when things happen.

"Uncle Fangyuan is quite stubborn, moving to the Scholarly Garden will at least benefit Fang Yifan's study."

Zhang Tianxiao said lightly.

Dong Wenjie stared wide-eyed and said, "That's right! But Fang Yifan doesn't support me, isn't it all for his own good? Is it easy for me to be a mother? I just want him to get into a good school in the future."

The more Dong Wenjie talked, the more depressed she became, and the glass was already empty when she picked it up again.

Zhang Tianxiao hastily poured it on him.

Two people toast again.

Dong Wenjie drank half a cup and continued (chea) to complain.

"Fang Yifan doesn't support it, and Lei'er doesn't support me either. I've become a target of public criticism at home. Do you think I'm in a good mood?"

Zhang Tianxiao chuckled, and said, "I'm afraid Lei'er was fooled by Fang Yifan to disagree?"

Dong Wenjie's eyes lit up.

"how do you know?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Tianxiao's mouth.

Who is Lin Lei'er?

Dong Wenjie is his closest aunt now.

The character itself is very good.

How could he disobey Dong Wenjie?

So Fang Yifan must have been the one to get in the way.

"I guess, I know your son quite well."

Dong Wenjie's expression of admiration was obvious.

"Okay! I'm not very old, and my brain turns very fast."

Zhang Tianxiao smiled slightly and raised his wine glass.

"Sister Dong, I offer you a toast."

The two cups collided and made a crisp sound.

Each took a sip.

Put the wine glass down.

"Sister Dong, why don't you think about what I said?"

"Uncle Fangyuan doesn't want to come to Scholarly Garden to rent a house because he dislikes the expense."

"As long as you treat me as a family, as your younger brother, rent-free is a very simple matter, why not?"

Speaking of this matter again.

Dong Wenjie didn't know how to answer.

He took another sip from his glass.

Only then said slowly.

"Xiao Zhang, what's the point of me being your sister or not?"

"The two of us are not related by blood. You want me to be your god-sister? But I'm not interested in this family relationship, but I can be your friend. As long as you don't dislike my age, treat it like a year-end friendship."

"Being a sister, I don't think about it for the time being."