Senior, cut off your sleeve?

Wang Zihe looked at He Xiao with a smile on his face, thinking, this man has followed Dong Xi'an and been immersed in the fashion circle for so many years, and his vision is quite vicious.

Although He Mao didn't know what his brother's words meant, at this moment, he felt that his brother was stupefied. He looked at He Xiao adoringly, his eyes shone with tiny rays of light.

The little fat man was frightened by his mother's sharp voice, the French fries fell on the floor, and he cried loudly on the sofa.

He Xiao angrily pulled He Mao out, Wang Zihe walked up quickly from behind, put his arms around his shoulders, and said with a smile: "See, you made the other party cry, so why are you so angry?"

He Xiao glanced sideways, and ignored the idler lazily. When he came downstairs, he realized that the assistant hadn't followed him. He Xiao looked at Wang Zihe suspiciously.

Wang Zihe leaned against the car door, picked up his mobile phone and started playing. The car key was in the hands of the assistant. Without him, the three of them couldn't get in.

He Xiao looked at He Mao coldly, and scolded: "See if you still fight with others in the future, and you are so restless. You were scolded just now, and you deserve it."

He Mao drooped his head, languidly hugged his brother's waist, and buried his face in his clothes, as if he didn't want to hear it.

He Xiao thought the child was tired from the car ride, so he hugged his head, but he didn't continue to reprimand him. After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, the assistant came down from upstairs. After He Xiao sat down, Wang Zihe immediately leaned on his shoulder , touched his stomach, and said, "I'm hungry."

"I told you to go to the hotel first, you don't want it, you deserve it." He Xiao said while guiding the assistant, the car slowly drove towards the most luxurious hotel in the town.

He Mao usually studied in the middle school in the town, and rarely came out to this commercial street. He opened the window and looked curiously at the streets on both sides.

Although his mother loves him, she will give him a little more pocket money, but most of it is handed over to the Internet cafe at the back door of the school, and he doesn't have any spare money to come here to see the world.

Today was the first time that He Mao was almost dazzled by the colorful storefront.

When the car stopped at the gate of the hotel, He Mao got out of the car and looked at the luxurious gate, and he was suddenly stunned. He held He Xiao's big hand tightly, followed him up the steps step by step, and came to the hotel lobby. The suspended ceiling on the ceiling almost made me dizzy.

Sitting next to the round table, looking at the prices on the menu, He Mao’s heart skipped a beat. The price of a single dish of stir-fried vegetables here is his living expenses for a week. He Mao quickly put down the menu and looked at it uneasily. With He Xiao.

He Xiao frowned, thinking that the child was motion sick, so he ordered a cup of lemon tea for him first, and then let Wang Zihe order. Anyway, this meal must be paid by Wang Zihe. He Xiao knows that his brother is not picky eaters, so he doesn't care what he wants What to eat, I guess I asked, He Mao at most knew those vegetables.

He Mao drank a few sips of lemon tea, sweet and sour, very delicious, he looked at He Xiao with bright eyes, "Brother, this juice is delicious, let's bring a cup for our parents and third sister when we go back, okay?" ?”

He Xiao twirled the disc, and the hotel served some appetizers first, and he was helping He Mao, a little short hand, pick up some cold dishes with chopsticks.

Hearing He Mao's words, he corrected him: "This is fruit tea, not fruit juice. You can take some back with you when the time comes. Eat more. Today is your brother Wang's treat."

He Mao took a peek at Brother Wang and found that he was smiling at his brother, with an expression that He Mao couldn't understand at his age. He pulled He Xiao's clothes and whispered: "Brother, the teacher said, there are friends coming from afar. How can you let the guests treat you?"

He Xiao glanced at him sideways. Since he was a child, this youngest was a fine person, sweet-mouthed and quick-witted. He was more likable than the stubborn He Fei, but he was too flexible and often distracted in his studies. worst grades.

"At this time, you can memorize what your teacher said in class, so how come you can't do it in the exam?"

He Mao immediately picked up the cup and drank it obediently. Wang Zihe started playing with his mobile phone again. He Xiao had to take care of the younger ones and serve the older ones by himself. After a meal, it was like fighting a battle. Yes, it was too hard.

Several people packed a few large boxes of dishes from the hotel, and the assistant came over again at this time, and replaced the original old car. He Xiao went in with He Mao, and asked: "Do you have anything to buy, or He Fei? Did you say you want to buy something?"

What He Fei asked for was nothing more than school supplies, and He Mao had more. He wanted to buy both toys and snacks, but in front of He Xiao, he didn't dare to mention any of them. He pouted, thinking in his heart, if If my sister is here, I must buy it for myself directly, so why ask.

After mumbling for a long time, He Xiao couldn't hear He Mao's words clearly, so he simply didn't buy it and asked his assistant to drive home. He Mao's heart was broken into pieces.

……

Dong Xi'an didn't stop He Xiao's girlfriend last time, and he didn't give up this time. He thought He Xiao was going back to his hometown alone, and he stayed in front of He Xiao's apartment for several days, intending to see if He Xiao really hid a girlfriend. Jiao, waited blindly for a few days, and found that the apartment was really empty.

Dong Xi'an wasted a few days in vain, and when he got home, he immediately cried to his seniors depressedly. Only then did Liu Zhiyu realize that it seems that it is not a good thing to let Dong Xi'an be too idle.

He lazily embraced Dong Xi'an, flipping through the book with one hand, stroking Dong Xi'an's back with the other, and asked: "I heard from Gao Shan that he found a few scripts for you, but you didn't read them?"

Dong Xi'an really didn't know about this, his eyes widened, and he said: "Isn't it recently that my scripts are usually sent to me by Xiao Zi, didn't he just go back to his hometown?"

Liu Yaoyu thought to himself, if he goes back to his hometown, he can also ask someone to deliver it. If it doesn't reach Dong Xi'an, it means that his manager has detained him.

Frowning, Liu Juyu didn't understand the purpose of Dong Xi'an's manager. If it wasn't for her inconvenient to come forward, Liu Juyu must have asked the manager for clarification.

After Dong Xi'an finished speaking, he leaned against Liu Yuyu's neck again, flicked the phone screen boredly, and said: "This Xiaozi didn't go back, did he? I haven't seen each other for a few days, and I don't feel like it. Now that he's back home, it's been less than two days. My God, it's just a weird idea, hey, his specialties are delicious, when will I come back?"

Liu Zhiyu suddenly touched Dong Xi'an's stomach, "You eat so much, where is it digested, and you don't see any growth."

Dong Xi'an bit him lightly, and blew into his ear, "Exercising with you will consume energy."

Liu Juyu paused, and continued to flip through the book, Dong Xi'an licked his lips, pressed Liu Juyu, and said with an evil smile: "I haven't hurt my little lady for a long time, let my husband see where she has lost weight. "

Liu Holding Yu's face was speechless, he couldn't understand why Dong Xi'an preferred such vulgar lines, could it be that he hadn't acted for a long time and was addicted to it?