邪门 的 爱情 出现 了

The diamond earrings bought from Italy are completely "Fu Xiaoyu" aesthetic.

Round, big, and shiny, anyone can get it immediately at a glance: this is really expensive.

Just like that cool Lamborghini, like the Rolex that Fu Xiaoyu always wears, like the gold cufflinks on Fu Xiaoyu's shirt.

So much so that after Fu Xiaoyu put it on for Xu Jiale, Xu Jiale actually laughed out loud for a moment.

"Yes, it's a little out of routine." Fu Xiaoyu looked at him with a guilty tone.

"Damn." Xu Jiale faced the mirror, squinting his eyes and looking at his shining right ear for the first time: "I just like unusual ones.""

This sentence is really not consolation.

Xu Jiale proved this by wearing unusual earrings on his ears every day to go to work.

In those few days, the small group of "beating workers without love" was somewhat heated, and finally everyone sent Hu Xia, who had the best relationship with Brother Xu, to gossip.

"Brother Xu, your new earrings..." Hu Xia found an opportunity on the way to the vending machine with Xu Jiale, and asked with a smile: "It looks very shiny, how many carats does it have?"

These words almost touched Xu Jiale's heart.

He said calmly: "Well, it's okay, a one-carat D-grade diamond, with an IF-grade clarity, and an Ex-grade cut."

This answer can't be said to be very fluent, it can only be said to be memorized backwards.

What?

And this string of parameters on the GIA certificate quickly passed through the ears of the code farmer Hu Xia, leaving no waves.

He just vaguely felt that one carat is really big, so he praised casually: "Awesome! Brother, did you buy it yourself?"

"No." Xu Jiale bent down and took out his own bottle of Diet Coke, and said, "It's a gift from a friend."

"Oh?!" Hu Xia's eyes lit up.

"Okay, you go up first—" Xu Jiale just grasped the rhythm of the gossip when he said this, and didn't let Hu Xia ask the next important sentence "what friend?" Instead, he raised the phone and headed towards the parking lot Walk quickly: "I have to leave early today, I have something to do."

At the parking lot, Wang Xiaoshan and Fu Xiaoyu were already waiting for him in the car.

"Here we come." Xu Jiale got into Wang Xiaoshan's car and said in a good mood, "Let's go."

"Brother Xu, you look very handsome today." Wang Xiaoshan said while starting the car and driving towards the high-speed rail station.

"Of course." Xu Jiale said as he unscrewed the Coke bottle.

Because they were going to H city to find Han Jiangque and Wen Ke for dinner today, so Xu Jiale was indeed armed.

A white tight-fitting shirt with cuffs rolled up to the forearm, gray suit trousers that are nine minutes long on the lower body, the belt and leather shoes are all retro light brown.He has a wide top and a narrow bottom. Although the waist is not very thin, the muscles of the chest and shoulders are most suitable for this tight-fitting shirt. A pair of long legs reveal an ankle, which makes the whole outfit more casual and sexy, and fits better with the ears. It can be matched with earrings that are not enough for daily use.

Fu Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Xu Jiale seriously for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand and rolled up the cuff on Xu Jiale's right arm a little more neatly, then said in a low voice, "Today...don't conflict with Han Jiangque."

He was somewhat nervous. Although Wen Ke said that he would try to persuade Han Jiangque in the past two days, and he also sent several WeChat messages to the alpha to explain, Han Jiangque was obviously still angry.

He wasn't too worried about Xu Jiale this time.

This time it was not like the situation Han Jiangque and Xu Jiale were in the hospital last time. At that time, Han Jiangque was still the King of Fighters who had just won the gold belt in an amateur boxing match. Xu Jiale would probably lie on the ground with a real punch.

The current Han Jiangque has been lying down for so long, and his muscles have degenerated. Wen Ke said that he can barely even hold the baby, so he probably needs two or three months to recover.

Every time Fu Xiaoyu thought about this, she felt very uncomfortable.

Now he was worried that Xu Jiale's temper would turn up, and he would fight Han Jiangque again.

"Do not worry."

Xu Jiale took a sip of Coke and said with a smile: "I will not fight with Princess Han."

……

When they arrived at Han's house, Han Zhan was worried that his son and Wen Ke would go out for the first time after being discharged from the hospital, so he sent his driver and car to take them there for dinner.

So while waiting for the car to come by in the driveway, Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu exchanged pleasantries with Wen Ke first, and finally Han Jiangque was pushed out in a wheelchair in a decent suit.

With a cold face, he ignored Xu Jiale, but greeted Fu Xiaoyu first: "Xiaoyu, you're here."

"Han Jiangque..."

As soon as Fu Xiaoyu saw Han Jiangque, she strode over.

Han Jiangque is tall, but he is so much thinner than before, so that the shirt looks a bit empty on him, and even the pheromone smell on his body is obviously not as strong as before, which makes Fu Xiaoyu feel a little sad.

But he still had no doubts about the familiar and handsome alpha, a pair of sharp sword eyebrows, dark and narrow eyes, and a deep and beautiful outline.

Fu Xiaoyu finally suppressed the thousand words, bent down and gave Han Jiangque a hug.

It was somewhat of a long hug.

The last time we met, the two babies were there, and they were in a mess everywhere. He didn't have time to hug his good friend who escaped from the gate of hell——

Han Jiangque, it's great that you can come back.

Wen Ke and Xu Jiale stood aside, neither of them spoke immediately, but looked at each other and smiled slightly in the middle.

At this moment, there was a trace of tenderness in Han Jiangque's eyes, he patted Fu Xiaoyu's back, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Yeah." Fu Xiaoyu was not a person who was overwhelmed with emotions, she immediately stood up straight, walked behind the wheelchair, and pushed Han Jiangque to the side of the Bentley.

It wasn't that Han Jiangque couldn't stand up at all, but his legs were still weak for the time being, so he helped Fu Xiaoyu and got into the car.

Along the way, Fu Xiaoyu was chatting with Han Jiangque, and Wen Ke was chatting with Xu Jiale, so everything was fine.

Xu Jiale booked a Cantonese-style private restaurant. When he entered the box to sit, because it was a round table, Wen Ke walked a little slower, and the waiter had already pushed Han Jiangque to Xu Jiale's right. It seemed a bit too embarrassing to forcefully separate the two, so he "coughed", and could only walk to the other side of Han Jiangque and sit down, while Fu Xiaoyu sat between Wen Ke and Xu Jiale.

The atmosphere in the whole private room suddenly became a little strange. The whole store only served one table of them today, so the food was served very quickly, and several waiters came in in turn to serve the food.

Xu Jiale acted nonchalantly, picked up the warm towel that was placed on the table, wiped his hands, and said, "Wen Ke, how are you resting these two days? Is the kid very noisy?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Wen Ke took a long breath, in fact, it can be seen from his face that he is really haggard, his eyes are blue: "keep making noise, put it by your side, you can't sleep; Keep it by my side, I always think about it. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a while."

What he said was the most light-hearted, but in fact, it was not only a problem of sleeping, but the pain and inconvenience in the body that were not easy to talk about were even more tormenting.

Wen Ke smiled wryly at this point: "Xiaoxue and Niannian are my little babies, but to be honest, it's really nice to be able to leave them for a while... just for a while."

"Yeah." Xu Jiale nodded: "I guess you will also want to come out to eat, stay at home all day long and listen to your child cry, people need to breathe."

"Xu Jiale."

When they were chatting, Han Jiangque suddenly said with a straight face: "When did you and Fu Xiaoyu get together?"

Before Xu Jiale could answer, the waiter came in again, served everyone a bowl of duck blood radish soup one by one, and enthusiastically introduced the special features of the recipe.

"..." Han Jiangque's question was blocked there, so he could only lower his head and slurp down the soup. Fortunately, his arm has recovered well in the past few days, and he can eat and carry some light things without any problem.

"Does it taste good?" The waiter saw this handsome alpha drinking in such a hurry, and sitting in a wheelchair, his heart suddenly felt pity, and he said softly, "Let me serve you another bowl."

"..."

Seeing Han Jiangque's suffocated expression from the corner of his eye, Xu Jiale almost laughed out loud, and deliberately said, "Give me another bowl too, thank you."

As soon as Han Jiangque heard these words, although he was still drinking his soup in silence, he had already stared fiercely at Xu Jiale, his dark eyes seemed to be on fire.

"Xu Jiale, I noticed you're wearing earrings again?"

After the waiter left, Wen Ke, who was sitting diagonally across from Xu Jiale, wanted to ease the atmosphere, scooped up the soup bowl with a spoon, and asked a topic he thought was quite irrelevant with a smile: "I haven't seen you wearing it for a while. "

"Cough!" Fu Xiaoyu suddenly coughed very hard this time.

"Yeah, I just started wearing it again recently." Xu Jiale immediately got excited: "How is it? Isn't it pretty?"

He obviously asked Wen Ke, but he was facing Wen Ke directly, and his right ear was completely facing Han Jiangque.

"It's pretty." Wen Ke said with a smile, "I just haven't seen you wear such a conspicuous one before."

"As long as it looks good." Xu Jiale put down the soup bowl, touched his ears, and started again: "Sent by Fu Xiaoyu, a one-carat D-grade diamond, IF-grade clarity, cut—oh fuck, Han Jiangque! "

This time, before he finished reciting it, he jumped up abruptly, turned his head and glared at Han Jiangque.

The alpha sitting in the wheelchair was also holding chopsticks in his hand, and glared at him fiercely.

"Han Jiangque, are you a primary school student?"

Just now Han Jiangque stabbed him in the waist with this chopstick.

Damn, this is simply a distant memory from childhood. Anyone who has finished the sixth grade will probably find it difficult to enjoy the sour feeling of being stabbed in the back by the same table.

"Han Jiang Que!"

"Xu Jiale!"

Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Ke both yelled at the same time, but Wen Ke's tone was obviously not fierce.

On the contrary, Fu Xiaoyu pulled Xu Jiale's arm a little harder, and said with a stronger tone: "Don't tease him, sit down and talk."

Damn, Xu Jiale cursed in his heart, it's not me that the elementary school students behaved.

"Xu Jiale, when did you and Xiaoyu get together?" Han Jiangque asked persistently again.

"A month ago." Xu Jiale sat down again, covering his waist.

"How did you tell him? Did you lie to him? Did he know that you were divorced and had children? Did he know that you had dated many omegas before? How could he be with you?"

Han Jiangque was holding his chopsticks. He was obviously in a mess. He asked these questions and already had answers, but he kept asking them like a cannonball.

"I—" Xu Jiale narrowed his eyes.

"Han Jiangque, no." Fu Xiaoyu quickly poked her head out from the other side, and quickly said to Han Jiangque through Xu Jiale: "He didn't lie to me about anything. I was the one who chased him. Promise me to start a relationship, we are serious, really!"

"Are you chasing him?" Han Jiangque's eyes widened, and he couldn't control the volume for a while.

He had no way to get angry with Xiaoyu, so he could only stare at Xu Jiale with a livid face: "Xu Jiale, you—!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Xu Jiale turned her head vigilantly, always paying attention to the movement of the chopsticks in Han Jiangque's hand: "Han Jiangque, why are you getting angry when I'm dating Fu Xiaoyu? I'm not with you."

"are you--"

Han Jiangque almost choked to death.

In his heart, he always felt that Fu Xiaoyu lost his head because he had never had an alpha, and because of that estrus period.

But this sentence was really not easy to say. He had a stupid mouth, and his face turned red. He raised his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish, and then began to chew hard.

And Xu Jiale squinted his eyes, and had been observing Han Jiangque's movements.

Seeing the vicious look of this alpha at this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently turned Han Jiangque's wheelchair as if nothing had happened.

He turned and pushed, although the strength was very light, but Han Jiangque was still pinching the fans, suddenly he was unprepared, and the whole person took the wheelchair and slowly slid towards Wen Ke.

As a result, the arm stretched and slipped farther and farther, and the fans in the chopsticks also became longer and longer, longer and longer——

This slow and stupid picture is really indescribably funny.

"you--!"

Han Jiangque's face was livid with anger, and he almost stood up, but Wen Ke immediately held his head in his arms and kissed him lightly.

"Okay." Wen Ke whispered, "Okay."

"Xu Jiale, what's the matter with you!"

Fu Xiaoyu finally came to her senses and glared at Xu Jiale.

But seeing the smirk on Xu Jiale's face, and looking at Alpha who was held in Wen Ke's arms, he couldn't control it anymore. He turned his head slightly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then twitched again.

Xu Jiale wrote this sentence on his face: a one-carat D-grade diamond, an IF-grade clarity, and an Ex-grade cut