"That's pretty much it. Today at three o'clock in the afternoon, at Chris's Restaurant on Xingfu Road, the other party's phone number is 136********. Remember, don't be late for your first meeting.
You are pregnant now. It is rare that people are willing to see you after hearing about your situation. Don't leave a bad impression on them the first time."
"Yes, I understand, Mom, don't worry."
Xichen quickly wrote down the phone number and agreed.
"Okay, that's why Mom called you. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. Remember, don't be late this afternoon."
After Pan's mother finished speaking, she heard a "beep beep beep" sound coming from the phone.
Xichen put down the phone helplessly, feeling full of reluctance.
Listening to what mom said just now, it was as if she was a slow-moving product and she would sell it out as soon as possible.
This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.
Even though she is pregnant with a child now, with the current development trend of r.p.c planning, raising a child is not a big problem.
She really doesn't want to go on a blind date just to get married.
However, since it was her parents' good intentions, she reluctantly went to see it.
If the person is nice and you like him, it's not impossible to get married.
If she doesn't like it, just find a way to get back.
When she thought about it, she felt much more comfortable.
When he turned around, opened the door and walked into the bedroom, Fred was no longer lying on the bed.
In the bathroom, there was a faint sound of rushing water.
Xichen suddenly remembered that she still had many things to ask him.
So, she tidied up the bedding on the bed, sat on the sofa next to the bedroom, and waited quietly for him to come out of the shower.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Fred to come out of the bathroom wearing a snow-white bathrobe.
He held a towel in his hand and wiped his light blond wet hair casually.
Seeing Xichen sitting on the sofa, he asked casually: "Are you done with the phone call?"
"Um."
Xichen nodded.
"Really your parents?"
He continued to ask.
"Yes."
Xichen also continued to answer.
"Come here and help me dry my hair."
As he spoke, he also sat on the sofa, reaching out and handing the towel to Xichen in a very natural movement.
"Why do you want me to wipe it for you?"
Xichen responded reflexively. However, the next moment, he was glared at by Fredly. He was so frightened that he quickly took the towel, came close to him, half-knelt on the sofa, straightened up, and started to help him wipe it up.
Hair comes.
But Fred, at this moment, had a proud and sweet smile on his lips.
