"Hey, beast, isn't my dad unhappy with you? Why are you drinking with you all of a sudden?" Han Xiaoyi lay on the soft Simmons, shaking her bare legs, and asked Lin Ze, who was squatting next to the small coffee table eating braised noodles.
Lin Ze sucked the noodles into his mouth and said vaguely: "Maybe he was impressed by my handsomeness."
"Bah." Han Xiaoyi said disdainfully. "Don't talk about my daddy's style when he was young. Even now he is not inferior to you."
"You don't understand this. Whether you are a man or a woman, they all care about being pink and tender. Can your dad be as pink and tender as me?" Lin Ze took a sip of noodle soup and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a satisfied look on his face.
Lighted the cigarette and smoked it.
Han Xiaoyi was too lazy to argue with this boring slut. She got out of bed barefoot, opened the huge wardrobe, and said to Lin Ze with her hands on her hips: "I'm going to a dance tomorrow. What do you think I'll wear that looks good?"
Women should look after those who please themselves.
Subconsciously, Han Xiaoyi had already regarded Lin Ze's taste as her standard for dressing. I am afraid that even Han Xiaoyi herself was not aware of this little daughter mentality.
"It's not like you're showing me, I don't care what you wear." Lin Ze blew out a puff of smoke carelessly, but thought in his heart, "I think you will look good without clothes."
"You bastard." Han Xiaoyi said dissatisfiedly because she was squeezed. "You still want to go with me, why can't I show you?"
"Am I going too?" Lin Ze widened his eyes and asked curiously. "You are going to a dance party with your friends, why are you dragging me along?"
"You are my personal bodyguard. You will follow me wherever I go. Is there any problem?" Han Xiaoyi looked like a tigress, glaring at him fiercely.
"I didn't see you taking me to the women's restroom." Lin Ze retorted.
"——" Han Xiaoyi was about to say something else, but Lin Ze hurriedly stood up, took a few glances into the closet, and said dissatisfied, "Why are there no men's clothes?"
"This is my room and my wardrobe. Do you think I have a transvestite?" Han Xiaoyi rolled her eyes at him.
"If you ask me to attend the dance, you can't let me wear a shirt and jeans, right? I won't do such a shameful thing." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke.
"I asked Uncle Fu to help you prepare a suit. You can give me some advice first." Han Xiaoyi picked out some very gorgeous and dazzling dresses, including black, white, purple, and bright red.
. He waved it in front of Lin Ze and asked, "What color do you think I am suitable to wear?"
"Nude color." Lin Ze said concisely and clearly.
"Dirty man."
"Thank you." Lin Ze stubbed out the cigarette butt, pushed Han Xiaoyi away, and said impatiently, "Be patient and don't affect my hair style."
Han Xiaoyi immediately started to smile. She was not at all offended by Lin Ze's vulgar behavior and asked with a smile: "Do you still know how to style your hair?"
"Don't be kidding me. For a rich kid like you, the dance he attends must be extraordinary. If I don't dress up, how can I seduce a lonely rich woman?" Lin Ze looked at her like an idiot and urged, "Hurry up.
Go get me a bottle of hairspray. I plan to make a hairstyle that is both sexy and pure and charming. Do you think 37 points is better, or 50-50 points? I think 37 points is a bit too unrestrained and not suitable for shy people.
I'm a little more reserved now, which is a little different from my casual and uninhibited temperament. Alas, I'd better be a big loser——"
Han Xiaoyi was crushed by Lin Ze. She hugged a pile of expensive clothes, twisted her butt, and walked to the bathroom with small steps. She didn't want to be in the same room with this beast.
Ten minutes later, Lin Ze stared at himself in the mirror with satisfaction and praised: "If I didn't say it, who would believe that I am Lin Ze and not Chow Yun-fat?"
Sitting on the soft Simmons, Lin Ze crossed his legs and lit a cigarette. Just after taking a puff, Han Xiaoyi came out of the bathroom shyly. She walked carefully to Lin Ze in high heels, feeling a little excited and expecting
He asked: "What do you think of my clothes?"
Lin Ze only glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This girl - she really has a ladylike demeanor.
A long black dress wrapped her slender and slender body without looking bloated at all. Of course, it did not have the sultry charm of a mature woman. But this long dress did not follow the traditional route, but was a fashion trend.
The long skirt, worn on Han Xiaoyi, made this quirky, lively and lovely girl look like a dark elf, playful and delicate. Very charming.
The long skirt reaches to the ankles, and a pair of high heels about seven centimeters in height make the tall Han Xiaoyi stand out from the crowd.
Lin Ze touched his chin, took a few glances, and commented sincerely: "It's beautiful, but it feels like something is missing."
Under Han Xiaoyi's confused expression, Lin Ze slapped his thigh and grinned: "I thought of it!" After saying that, he turned around and went out. About three minutes later, he ran back to Han Xiaoyi's boudoir, holding a black necklace in his hand.
.
The necklace was made up of black beads with a very rough appearance. It was dull and dull, like a black and thick hemp rope, and it was not beautiful at all.
"Here, let me put it on for you." Lin Ze grabbed it and shook it as if to show off, and said seriously.
Han Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, she turned her head slightly, facing the mirror and not daring to say a word.
Lin Ze went behind her and carefully helped her put on the heavy and rough necklace. Then he pressed her shoulders with his palms and grinned at the mirror: "Look, does the aura suddenly appear?"
Already?"
Han Xiaoyi's ears were blown by a gust of hot wind, and her legs were a little weak. She pretended to be casual and said: "It's not that bad, and it's so heavy. Do you want to crush me to death?"
"What do you know? This is called texture. The appearance is a bit ugly, but this necklace has a lot of historical background." Lin Ze curled his lips and said disdainfully. "I told you that you wouldn't understand. Anyway, you can wear it if you want.
Wear it, if you don’t want to wear it, give it back to me.”
Lin Ze reached out to take it off, but Han Xiaoyi quickly covered her chest, hurriedly avoided her body and said, "Hey, why are you so stingy? You've already given it away, why should you go back?"
"Don't you like it?" Lin Ze asked puzzledly.
"It's my business whether you like it or not. You have already sent him out." Han Xiaoyi rolled her eyes at him, pushed him a few times, and urged. "Go back to your room. I have been running around all day. I want to rest."
Lin Ze was kicked out of the door and went back to his room shaking his head.
Han Xiaoyi made sure that Lin Ze had returned to the room and carefully locked the door. Then she took out a mini cartoon-shaped diary from her backpack. She carried the small notebook to the desk, turned on the lamp, held a pen in her pink hand, and opened it.
Got a diary.
"Tuesday, May 1st, the weather turned sunny to cloudy. It was eleven o'clock in the evening.
The dead beast gave me a necklace today.
Although it is very heavy and rough, and even my neck is bent when I wear it, and it irritates my skin, I am still very happy.
Originally, my father had such a bad attitude towards Lin Ze at noon, and I was worried that they would have a conflict. But in the evening they drank together, and drank a lot. I imagined a man like Lin Ze, who looks uninhibited and uninhibited, but is very stable and mature in his heart.
Daddy will probably like it.
Tomorrow, Chen Xueqin and these idle women have prepared a dance party, and they said they must bring a male partner. Huh, it seems like I, Han Xiaoyi, can't find a good man.
Although the dead beast is not that handsome, not even comparable to daddy, he is still quite masculine. I like to look at his dark and deep eyes the most. Every time I look at it, I feel like there is a story.
.Sigh, could it be that I, Han Xiaoyi, really like this bad guy?
But since this damn guy kissed me, he can't just slap his ass and leave without saying anything. If one day this lady really falls in love with this guy, he has to accept me even if he doesn't accept it, otherwise daddy will throw him away.
Go into the sea and feed the sharks.
I have written so much again without realizing it. I am tired and go to bed."
Han Xiaoyi threw away the pen, opened her lips slightly and blew on the writing to make it dry faster.
Miss Han stared at the diary in a daze, her delicate and fashionable face looked a little dazed, and her beautiful big eyes were full of strange colors.
Who would have thought that Han Xiaoyi, who is fashionable, crazy-looking, and very irritable, would write a diary? In anyone's opinion, writing a diary should be something that a talented woman like Dong Xiaowan does with a delicate mind. It has nothing to do with Han Xiaoyi.
In fact, Han Xiaoyi has been keeping diaries for some years. To elaborate, it starts from the first time she came to chat with her aunt——
However, before she wrote her diary, she spent three days fishing and two days posting online. It wasn't until Lin Ze played games with her in the boudoir and couldn't help but burp afterward that the eldest lady of the Han family picked up this habit again.
Record every bit of life every day. Of course, it is the trivial life related to Lin Ze.
Would a domineering lady like Han Xiaoyi record the gaming career of an idiot like Han Xiaobao?
He took off the black bead necklace around his neck and rubbed it with his slender fingers. He frowned and said: "This beast is really tasteless. How can a beautiful girl like me be fit to wear something like the leader of an African primitive tribe?"
A necklace with accessories? Oh, it’s such a headache to know a man with no taste.”
Han Xiaoyi placed the black bead necklace next to her pillow to prevent her from compulsively forgetting to wear it when going out tomorrow.
It was ugly, but it was the first gift Lin Ze gave her after all. Han Xiaoyi, a reasonably sensible girl, would not let Lin Ze down.
I went to the bathroom, took a milk bath, and did yoga for an hour to burn off excess calories, and then lay down on the bed calmly.
Before going to bed, she couldn't help but send Lin Ze a text message.
"Beast, remember to wake me up at nine o'clock tomorrow. When I get up, I want to see a sumptuous breakfast on the dining table downstairs."
Regardless of whether Lin Ze was asleep or not, regardless of whether Lin Ze would see it, or whether he would reply, Han Xiaoyi wanted to send this text message.
She didn't mind what time Lin Zeming called her in the morning, and she didn't care whether she could have breakfast after getting up, let alone whether the breakfast was rich. She just wanted to send him a text message before going to bed, that's all.
How many people can understand a girl’s soft thoughts, which are as soft as a needle in the sea?
