492. Chapter 492 Finally meeting the big guy who picks his feet 11
Yes, I will wear this when I see him tomorrow.
All night long, she couldn't sleep. She was always in strange dreams. Several times, she dreamed of meeting a big man who picked his feet, but his face was always vague. Sometimes he was a passerby, sometimes he seemed to be an acquaintance. The last time, he turned out to be
A big, colorful tiger roared as soon as it saw her. She was so frightened that she woke up immediately.
When I looked at the time, my God, it was almost nine o'clock.
But we have an appointment to meet at ten o'clock in the morning.
She hurriedly got up, washed, applied hair, and blow-dried her hair. Finally she put on a skirt and looked in the mirror. She always felt that her eyes were a little swollen. She wanted to apply some ice cubes, but there was no time. After a moment's hesitation,
Run out immediately.
There were not many people in the park in the morning. But in the square not far away, there were old people doing morning exercises, in twos and threes, each quietly doing Tai Chi or something.
Wang Donglin sat on the bench behind the fountain, his palms so nervous that they became sweaty.
What a ridiculous experience.
Even when I was in school, when I was young and ignorant, I had never had such an outrageous experience - wearing big sunglasses, holding a cane, sitting here stupidly waiting for a girl to come to an appointment, and I couldn't guarantee it.
Will she run away as soon as she sees him?
He couldn't sleep all night.
Unknowingly, we arrived an hour early.
He had been sitting here stupidly since nine o'clock. Perhaps it was because his outfit was so weird and he sat motionless for a long time. Three or five old women passed by together, carrying red fans and wearing clothes.
They looked like they were practicing Yangko performances or something. One of the old women looked at him, muttered, and actually took out a dollar and put it next to him.
Two or three other old women followed suit.
The old woman had already walked away, and three or five one-yuan coins lay scattered at her feet.
If Wang Donglin hadn't been wearing sunglasses, he would have exploded - Oh my god, are these old women presbyopic? Are their eyesight so hard to use? Do they really think of themselves as blind beggars?
He was angry because he was wearing an Armani shirt.
Are you that much like a blind beggar?
Yan, who was hiding aside, watched this scene carefully and almost burst out laughing.
Haha, is this silly guy just a foot-picking guy?
Why is he dressed so strangely?
She suppressed her laughter and walked over quietly.
Wang Donglin was staring at the coins in annoyance when suddenly something darkened around him.
He suddenly raised his head, in disbelief.
The woman opposite is wearing a rose gray dress, casually tied with a fluffy ponytail, stiletto heels, snow-white arms, a snow-white face, and white teeth that seem to shine, especially the full smile on her face, so red and cute
lips.
The roses that were blooming so beautifully next to them suddenly became so dim that they no longer looked like flowers.
For a moment, my heartbeat seemed to stop.
Photos cannot capture one ten thousandth of her beauty. In the two years I have been with her, I have never seen her so beautiful!
Yan Xixian coughed dryly, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.
He was the first to speak, coughing dryly: "Miss, why are you standing so far away?"
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
He patted the stool next to him and said surprisingly gently, "Sit down."
She was doubtful, so she actually walked over and sat down next to him. They were half a meter away, but he suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her, his voice hot: "Xixi, I really miss me..."
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Oh my god!
If the first sound was just suspicion, this sentence "Xixi Xi, you really miss me to death" is completely confirmed.
Just like the familiar smell and heat coming from him.
