Chapter One Hundred and Two: Tall
As soon as the phone was connected, the low magnetic voice came.
"We are going to Huihailou to eat seafood. Can you not be so anxious? Let's go find you after I finish eating!"
I've never seen anyone rushing to fight.
Gu Jiu, who had just left school, glanced at the people around him, then raised his wrist and looked at the time when the watch pointed on his wrist, and said casually: "Come to Bitian Hotel."
Suan was suddenly stunned and took down the phone with his ears. Looking at the phone number and the call time, he said angrily: "Brother, I am not that kind of casual woman. Even if I lose, it is not something you want, it is called rape."
As soon as the simple words came out, not only Fang Xiaoxiao around her looked at her gossip, but even the driver in front looked at the simple phone behind him through the rearview mirror, with a bit more complex and profound meaning in his eyes.
The other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and explained helplessly: "I booked a fitness club on the tenth floor and went straight to it after dinner."
I blinked my eyes and felt a little worried.
Did this guy say half of his words? How vulgar she is...
The simple silence made Gu Jiu on the other side of the phone add another sentence: "I'll invite this."
As soon as he finished speaking, he simply looked at Xiaoxiao, smiling meaningfully beside him. He frowned and reached out to push Fang Xiaoxiao's lewd smile with disgust, and said while saying, "Wait, we will be about half an hour."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Master, please go to the Bitian Hotel."
The master looked at the simple through the rearview mirror, turned to look forward, intending to turn a corner in front of him...
Fang Xiaoxiao came up, grabbed the simple phone, and looked at the phone number that had just finished the call. She thought she would not notify some name or nickname, but in the end there was nothing, just an eleven-digit phone number.
She pointed to her cell phone and asked with a smile: "Hey, is this a gift to you with 999 roses? "
He simply reached out to get the phone back, but Fang Xiaoxiao avoided it and stuffed it behind him, looking like he was honest and honest in his face.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, then said indifferently: "It's a pity that I pursue is tall, not tall, rich and handsome."
Fang Xiaoxiao frowned, with a little puzzled look in her eyes: "Is there any difference between these two?"
One is high-end, elegant and upscale, and the other is tall and handsome. The former doesn’t seem to be used to describe a boyfriend or partner!
A simple mouth lightly clamped, and said meaningfully: "High refers to wealth, big refers to organs, and upper refers to status."
"Hmm?" Fang Xiaoxiao subconsciously spoke in confusion, looking at the smile on the corner of Qi's mouth in a daze.
High refers to wealth-oriented power, there is nothing wrong with it, big...
Fang Xiaoxiaosheng looked at Jian with no desire, and then he understood what the noble and noble words meant by Qi.
She looked simple as if she was helpless, and she sighed: "I thought I was dirty enough for writing little yellow articles, but I didn't expect you to be even more yellow than me."
He chuckled simply, reached out and put his hand over Fang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and said with a look of brothers, "Don't pretend, which male protagonist in your book is a weak man? Do you write romance novels and don't pay attention to the three most important points of that thing!"
Fang Xiaoxiao blushed all her face. It would be okay if the two of them joked at home, but there were others in this car!
Is it okay to be a dirty little expert on the keyboard, a pure little girl in reality? Is it okay if the authors who write romance novels mostly sulky?
"I..." Fang Xiaoxiao held it in for a long time, but couldn't put up a word of rebuttal.
OK! Every male protagonist in her works is her object.
Chapter completed!