The inexplicable crying last night left Man Ningning with a pair of panda eyes and a haggard look on her face when she went to work.
As soon as they entered the company, Meng Yajing came over with some gossip, looked at Man Ningning's face, and smiled charmingly: "What? Did you have a hard time during sex last night?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Man Ningning glanced at her.
"Then why do you look so bad today?" Meng Yajing asked again.
"I just heard a story that made me cry all night..." Man Ningning entered the elevator and pressed the floor button.
Meng Yajing opened her eyes wide, "What? Did you listen to a story? I don't see that you are the kind of person who is easily moved. I really don't know what story made you like this."
"I'll tell you when I get the chance."
The elevator door opened, Man Ningning glanced sideways and walked out.
Meng Yajing followed behind and shrugged, "I think it's better to forget it. I won't be easily moved. Besides, I'm afraid that my lack of reaction after hearing this will only make you want to cry even more. Then I'll hurt you."
Crap."
Man Ningning smiled softly and looked subconsciously at the gossip colleagues gathered together. Meng Yajing leaned over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Hey, the president of Raymond Group and the movie star Navelle were having dinner together in a classical style."
Just as Man Ningning put down her bag, Meng Yajing was surprised, and she heard other colleagues say softly: "Look at this cover, when they came out of the classical style, it was obvious that they were embracing it."
"It would be great if I were Navelle. After all, only people like her are worthy of being the president of Raymond Group. With identities like ours, others will never take a fancy to us?" one of the female colleagues complained.
Said.
Man Ningning reached for the camera in her bag and paused suddenly, remembering that she had also been to the Classical Style yesterday.
But, so what?
She gently wiped the camera with a towel, very carefully. After all, this was the guy she was eating with.
"Ning Ning, are you free tonight?"
Xiaoli came over, holding a bouquet of roses in her hand. Her lovely and rosy complexion made her look more charming and youthful.
After that night, she might have really thought about it and no longer lingered on that man.
Man Ningning glanced at the rose in her hand and was really happy for her, "It seems like your date last night was a success. Did they bring flowers early in the morning?"
"I didn't go last night." Xiaoli said with a smile.
"Didn't go on a blind date? What about these flowers?" Man Ningning was confused, what was this girl doing?
Xiaoli put down the flowers in her hands and blinked her big eyes, "Yesterday, I thought about it. However, my not going does not mean rejection. I asked someone to bring a photo. I really don't want to go now.
We are meeting so soon, why not take a look at the photos first to avoid the embarrassment of failure."
"Not bad!" Man Ningning grinned and gave a thumbs up, "Your performance is commendable!"
"That's right. But we are going to meet you tonight. Since a man has given me flowers, I don't want to refuse." Xiaoli lowered her head and touched the rose with her hand, "By the way, Ning Ning. You can do it tonight."
Come with me."
"I?"
Man Ningning looked at Xiaoli with wide eyes and pointed at herself with one hand.
Xiaoli nodded, "Yes. I hope you can help me see how that man is doing? You know, I am in this regard..."
Looking at her cute and charming smile, how could Man Ningning have the heart to refuse?
However, when she got off work, Meng Yajing, a gossip girl, also helped Xiaoli go on a blind date.
Since the time is set at eight o'clock in the evening.
According to Meng Yajing's wishes, Xiaoli's blind date must be grand. At least, she must be dressed beautifully.
Indeed, people depend on their clothes.
When the three women came to the mall, Meng Yajing only focused on looking at the clothes. Every piece of clothing she obviously liked was always marked on Xiaoli, which made Xiaoli feel quite helpless.
"Meng Yajing, can you please stop trying these sexy clothes on me?"
Xiaoli finally asked the question she had always wanted to ask.
Meng Yajing smiled charmingly, "I was so excited when I saw such a beautiful dress. By the way, that dress suits you quite well. Let's go in and have a look."
As she spoke, she took Xiaoli with one hand and Man Ningning with the other and walked towards a women's brand chain store. The store was clean and tidy, and a refreshing ladylike pink skirt hung on the white wall.
"welcome."
When we entered, the shopping guide said politely.
"Hello, could you please take that one off?" Meng Yajing pointed at the pink dress and said.
"OK."
The shopping guide smiled and nodded, walked over, took down the dress hanging on the wall, and handed it to Meng Yajing.
"Here, let's try it."
Xiaoli looked at it, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Is it too young? I feel that this pink color is not suitable for people my age. On the contrary, it feels like it should be worn by students." After that,
He cast his gaze on Man Ningning.
"I rarely see you wearing pink, why not give it a try?" Man Ningning said encouragingly, smiling softly.
"Since you all said that, I'm going to try it."
Xiaoli took the clothes and walked into the dressing room.
When it came out, the dress fit Xiaoli just right. It had raised puff sleeves at the shoulders, and with her curly hair hanging around her shoulders, she looked like a cute girl.
Princess.
"This lady looks so beautiful in this outfit. Why don't you try this pair of high heels." The shopping guide came over, holding a pair of white wedge heels.
Xiaoli took it and when she put it on, she showed off her temperament even more.
"How's it going? Not bad, right?" Meng Yajing was a little proud.
"You are indeed a fashionista, Xiaoli. This outfit is really good. Why don't you just wear that outfit at night?" Man Ningning suggested.
Xiaoli looked at herself in the mirror and said, "Is it really okay? But, I prefer wearing pants."
"Xiao Li, you don't know how to appreciate it. No wonder..."
Meng Yajing was about to say something, but she was bumped by Man Ningning with her hand, and her meaning became clear.
"Xiao Li, you have tried everything. Moreover, pink makes you more beautiful." Man Ningning walked up to Xiao Li, stroked a few hairs sticking to her face, and smiled softly, her smile bright.