Forty-four, the affection of ordering a set of clothes every year
Yu Wenhui released the calico kitten. Xiaomi was not afraid of animals at all. It walked around on the ground and grabbed Yu Wenhui's trouser leg and kept meowing. He used this little trick to relieve his girlfriend.
Several girls had no resistance to cute creatures. Hu Xi was the first to catch Xiaomi, hold her in her arms and make love. When others gathered around, they all started to tease the kitten in various ways. Xiaomi
Meowing and meowing, I don't know whether it was enjoyment or protest, and the trial fell apart.
Wang Wenjing grabbed breakfast and whispered: "If you still have a conscience, think of a way quickly. What should we do tomorrow? The whole company has spread our story, saying that we were too tired yesterday, and today
I can’t go to work.”
An Xin and the others immediately turned their eyes over, making Wang Wenjing feel embarrassed and angry, but there was nothing she could do against these girlfriends. Even if she went to the work unit and said that she was with her girlfriends at night, no one would believe it. Even if everyone went to give
If she testified, she would only be regarded as having a "guilty conscience." Wang Wenjing placed all her hopes on Yu Wenhui because she really didn't get any good ideas from her best friend.
Yu Wenhui laughed and said: "You have breakfast first. This kind of thing is very simple. We just don't go to work tomorrow."
Wang Wenjing was shocked and shouted: "How is that possible?"
Yu Wenhui spread his hands and said confidently: "You said you wanted to support me, so we got together. Of course I don't have to go to work. It's very fashionable to have Girl Friend."
Wang Wenjing picked up the breakfast and threw it all on Yu Wenhui's head. He had egg drop soup on his head and spinach leaves on his face. He blinked innocently and said, "Classmate Wang Wenjing! Are you planning to ruthlessly pull off the bird?"
Wang Wenjing kicked him again unceremoniously, but now Yu Wenhui was protected by the Variety of Soldiers and was unharmed. On the other hand, the attacker burst into tears in pain and grinned while holding his feet.
An Xin, Hu Xi, Tang Jingmei and Zhang Yuxin were laughing and hugging each other. Although they had questioned Wang Wenjing and knew that her boyfriend loved to show off, they never thought that Yu Wenhui could pretend to be so "proportionate"
", there is absolutely no trace of PS.
At this moment, Wang Wenjing had forgotten how to face her colleagues in the company. She put on the famous posture of "sisters raising children" and scolded Yu Wenhui right away. However, she was not as sharp-tongued as Yu Wenhui. She was retorted in just a few words.
I was speechless and felt that I was indeed making trouble unreasonably.
Wang Wenjing was embarrassed that it was hard to put the knife into its sheath, so she simply said: "Don't you know? Reasoning with girls is the biggest unreasonable thing."
Yu Wenhui raised his hands in surrender and said: "I have heard the reprimand, can I take a shower now? I feel that this bowl of egg drop soup is a bit salty!"
Wang Wenjing chuckled. After being interrupted by Yu Wenhui, she was no longer bothered by the embarrassing incident of her colleagues mistaking her for having sex with her boyfriend all night, and even not being able to get up to go to work.
Anyway...
In fact, they will have to do that sooner or later.
Yu Wenhui strolled to the master bedroom on the second floor. The bathroom in the master bedroom was a large circular massage bathtub for two people. The window happened to be the courtyard of the villa. Not only was the bath comfortable, but the scenery was also quite good. As soon as he put the water in, he saw
A few girls appeared in the yard, sat down at the long table, and began to arrange food. I didn't know who bought the things. It was a bit of a picnic. Of course, this venue is much more upscale than the park.
Yu Wenhui lay comfortably in the bathtub, looking at the five girls with different styles, all first-class and beautiful, busy in the yard. It felt like a rich man driving a "big ladder". The only regret was
Yes: My girlfriend is the ugliest one...
Although Wang Wenjing's appearance has improved since she started working, she is still the loser in the dormitory.
Yu Wenhui secretly graded several girls and said to himself: "Hu Xi is the most beautiful, almost catching up with Kou Xiaohan, but she lacks the temperament of my ex-girlfriend, she is too charming. Sister An Xin
She really has a luoli face, like a royal sister, has a calm temperament, and has a personality similar to that of Xiaohan. If I met such five beautiful girls at the same time on campus, I would definitely pursue her. But now... I already have a girlfriend, so I can only accept it.
For the sake of my heart, besides, she also has a boyfriend, so there is nothing to miss. Sister Tang is a bit of a strong woman and is not easy to take care of. Zhang Yuxin has the best figure. Her head is almost 1.8 meters, and her long legs are just right. She is just like a boy.
She must be ashamed of herself. Anyway, if she took a group photo, I would kill her not to stand next to her."
Yu Wenhui took a bath for half an hour, and the girls below finally arranged the dining table. They also dug out a few candlesticks from somewhere for decoration. Although they had no use value in broad daylight, they did add to the atmosphere.
Yu Wenhui was also a little hungry. He climbed out of the bathtub and then remembered that he had taken over this villa not long ago. He had no preparations at all, and it was impossible to have his own clothes. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, looking at the pile of clothes soaked in vegetable soup, and
I don't want to wear it.
He tried searching in the bedroom without having much hope, but the result surprised him.
In the closet of the master bedroom, there were actually more than a dozen sets of men's clothes, all of which were complete sets from underwear to coats. There were even small items such as belts, handkerchiefs, collar flowers, and clips. He chose one at random to wear.
Above, it actually fits perfectly.
Yu Wenhui looked in the mirror, and it turned out that people depended on their clothes. This dress looked very slim, and actually made him look elegant.
Yu Wenhui murmured to himself: "This villa belongs to Xiaohan, why did she prepare so many men's clothes?" Yu Wenhui shook slightly, suddenly not wanting to know the answer, and his mood suddenly became worse. He put it in his bag casually, but
He took out a postcard from his trouser pocket.
The postcard showed a cityscape. I don’t know which city in Europe it was, but it wasn’t a city in China anyway. On the back of the postcard was a line of beautiful small characters, and Yu Wenhui recognized it. It was Kou Xiaohan’s handwriting.
"Yu Wenhui, this fool, doesn't know what he is doing now? Have you missed me? I order a set of clothes for him every year, but I don't know if I will ever have the chance to see him wear them."
There is another line below this line, which tells where the suit is, which master was asked to make it, what kind of fabric was used, and the source of inspiration for the design. Although it is a few words and very formulaic, it is full of rich emotions.
The longing cannot be resolved by tenderness and sweetness.
Yu Wenhui did not expect to see this, and his emotions surged like ocean waves.
He stood quietly for a long time, completely speechless.