The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Overseas Chinese hotel.

Meng Songling walked into the box in a Chinese tunic suit. As soon as she came in, someone greeted her, "this is... Meng Songling, the great talent of our class that year?"

High school reunion, this is the first gathering after the sports, it has been many years since I saw it, and many people lost their lives in that sports.

The speaker is the monitor of his class.

"Are you monitor Zhang?" Meng Songling smiled and shook hands with him, so the two entered the box.

He looked around and didn't find the figure of the man. He was a little disappointed.

"Monitor, Fu Jing, the class flower of our class, doesn't know whether this party will come or not?" Someone asked monitor Zhang with a smile.

"Of course." Monitor Zhang said with a smile, "who am I? The custodian invited everyone who can come to our class. Don't you see that all our great talents have come?"

Hearing this, Meng Songling was inexplicably relieved.

There were several people sitting in the box. Meng Songling didn't know them. He nodded as a greeting, walked to a corner and sat down.

Fu Jing didn't want to attend this high school reunion. First, she was busy with her work, and second, she felt a little embarrassed because of Meng Songling.

As a result, Fu Ling knew about it and insisted that she participate.

Not only that, but also took Wang Shuyun to go shopping with her to buy clothes.

So, she was dressed up by two people in this way, and she was afraid that she would run away, so she took it to the door of the hotel to watch her come in and left.

It's just that the heels of these high heels are really a little high today!

And this dress is really not in line with her usual style. I always feel strange.

Fu Jing lowered her head and pulled at the skirt as she walked, and her foot was twisted at this time.

"Oh, be careful." At this time, I suddenly heard a man's thick and sexy voice.

Why sexy?

Fu Jing herself is a literary and art background. This sound can make people pregnant!

However, she did not have time to pay attention to these.

In order not to lose face in wrestling, she came up with a beautiful spin in a hurry, and then did a beautiful dance. Anyway, she came to the hall pillar several times and held it to stop.

How close!

She couldn't help patting her chest with fear, which really scared her to death.

"Beautiful." The sexy voice sounded again and clapped.

Fu Jing looked up and saw a good-looking man in a suit and leather shoes standing there applauding.

Yes, although I'm in my 30s and 40s, I'm handsome and manly.

In other words, she has seen many people, but few can be called handsome and charming.

This is one in front of you.

"Is your foot OK?" The man asked with concern.

"Nothing, thank you." Fu Jing shook her head.

"My name is Tian. You can call me JJ. Nice to meet you. You are very beautiful." Tian gentleman said.

Overseas Chinese?

Fu Jing glanced at him. The customized suit was low-key but very noble. With a plum blossom watch in his hand, it was also low-key and magnificent.

As he gives people the same feeling.

At first glance, this kind of person is the kind with good self-discipline and family education.

"Fu Jing, nice to meet you." Fu Jing said with a smile.

When Meng Songling came out, he saw Fu Jing smiling brightly at a man in the hall. Looking at the way they talked, it was really hot!

I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable for a while.