Bringing a Son to Marry a Giant

Su Mu: "Shh, keep your voice down."

"Uh..." He Wenzhuo slapped himself hard on the mouth, and cast a sidelong glance in Jing Zhixuan's direction: "Ooo, don't talk about it."

The world is getting worse, and class reunions have become impure.

Some people come to show off, some come to look for business opportunities, there are also women who are forced to marry, and men who are looking for a night of excitement.

Therefore, when He Wenzhuo pulled Su Mu to the corner table, there were only four people sitting on the most inconspicuous eight-person table, and there were three vacancies after Su Mu joined.

Among the other three people present, two were older seniors and one was a young fat school girl, Su Mu didn't even know each other.

He Wenzhuo took him to introduce each other before sitting down, and Su Mu sat down after a brief exchange of greetings with his senior and junior.

The two seniors looked plainly dressed, both in trousers and soft shirts. They looked very low-key. I don't know if it was a low-key mix or a low-key personality.

The chubby girl probably weighed 180 pounds. She had a low-key appearance, and after greeting Su Mu, she lowered her head and indulged in the Two-dimensional phone again.

Probably only that world can realize the beauty of her soul.

Su Mu specially wore a light gray semi-casual suit today, which is steady and simple. At first glance, it matches Jing Zhixuan's attire somewhat.

From this point of view, He Wenzhuo, who looks like a pouting peacock in pink and green, is the only shining star at this table.

In fact, there is no limit to the coquettishness! >﹏

After Su Mu entered the table, He Wenzhuo handed him a glass of orange juice, and flaunted: "It's a good seat, so you won't be forced to drink later. I came out today without telling Huang Paiyi. If I go back drunk, I'll have a hard time. Fuck .”

"Cough cough~" Su Mu coughed twice, took the napkin handed over by He Wenzhuo, rolled his throat, and forced a smile: "Old Huang really has seen a lot of paintings, and I am too lazy to pick people with serious eyes."

"Hey!" He Wenzhuo raised his eyebrows and pinched Su Mu's thin shoulders, laughing and cursing, "You're just slandering your food and clothing parents like that, you're so unfilial!!!"

"Hehe." Su Mu smiled muffled, raised his eyebrows and looked at He Wenzhuo: "By the way, when will you give me a new case, Hao Baba, your son and grandson are almost out of food."

"If you don't have money, don't tell me earlier." He Wenzhuo patted his chest generously: "I can still starve my own children and grandchildren to death."

"..." Su Mu turned his head away, even though he was joking with He Wenzhuo, the name Jing Zhixuan was still racing back and forth in his mind.

"Okay, okay." A new plate of Mushu meat was served, hot and smoking, and He Wenzhuo put a piece of Su Mu on the bone china dinner plate in front of him: "Recently, whether it's a big or small company or a home decoration, there is a lot of attention. The Nordic decoration style is popular, and art paintings are very popular, and the Chinese painting market is indeed not as good as before, but don't worry, I will let my family take care of you more."

"Hmm, thank you, Wild Baba." Su Mu lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, picked up the Mushu meat and chewed it in his mouth. The taste of this dish is not bad.

Old Huang, or Pai Yi, are talking about He Wenzhuo's provocative man, whose name is Huang Yaoquan, who is very high-end and luxurious.

However, according to He Wenzhuo, if Huang Yaoquan saw him and didn't take off his clothes, it proved that he was naked.

Therefore, Huang Yaoquan was given a very down-to-earth nickname by He Wenzhuo, who spared no brain cells - Huang Payi.

Huang Yaoquan was in the painting business, and Su Mu had been relying on painting to support his children for a few years, so Huang Yaoquan's little family, He Wenzhuo, became Su Mu's wild daddy.

Having known Su Mu for many years, He Wenzhuo also knew Su Mu. He had to do things that owed favors occasionally, but he would never do things that owed money.

Anyway, Su Mu has been a rich and noble son for more than 20 years. Back then, he had to go with the wind and the rain. Once the high airs of Xiaoqing were put on, it was hard to let go.

Su Mu finally swallowed a piece of Mushu meat with orange juice.

His throat was so painful that tears were almost forced out.

No one knew that at this moment, his palms and feet were covered in cold sweat, and the bamboo and wooden chopsticks in his hands were so slippery that he couldn't pick up a second piece of meat.

Jing Zhixuan is on Su Mu's left, separated by He Wenzhuo and the two round tables, and he should be able to see the person he thinks about day and night when he tilts his head.

He could even hear Sister Jiang coquettishly persuading Mr. Jing to drink through the messy "ensemble".

What a green tea bitch!

Strong jealousy rolled in his heart, but Su Mu didn't even have the courage to turn his head to look at Jing Zhixuan.

Compared with the tsundere Queen Su who rode on Jing Zhixuan back then, holding a tie as a small whip, twisting her waist and yelling "drive, drive" at handsome Jing Da, he is simply cowardly now.

Big coward! ! !

"By the way, Mu Mu," He Wenzhuo said, put down his chopsticks and approached Su Mu, and whispered close to Su Mu's ear: "Didn't you come to the classmate reunion today just to meet the scumbag, do you want me to accompany you? A toast."

"!!!" Su Mu hurriedly shook his head: "No, no."

"Tsk tsk, why are you pretending to be ashamed? Back then, you made him a little celebrity just to flirt with him." He Wenzhuo let out a cheap laugh, "This brother specially bought a 'crazy. Han. Fascinating. Love' for you." , to make up for you at night~jing~, huh?"

"Cough, cough cough." Su Mushun blushed instantly and dropped his chopsticks, hugged He Wenzhuo's arm and took a deep breath: "Slow down your voice. Also, this is really unnecessary."

"It seems..." He Wenzhuo's eyes suddenly darkened, and the corners of his lips curled up and he snorted coldly: "It's really not necessary."

not far away.

I saw that Jing Zhixuan, like an emperor, pushed back the mad bees and butterflies around him, got up and left the table, and walked towards this side with a wine glass.

His legs in business slacks looked particularly slender. When he moved, he carried the wind slowly, with an unstoppable arrogance.

Like a moving hormone, it gets all the female gazes in just a few steps.

Following He Wenzhuo's voice and gaze, Su Mu also turned his head to look over, met Shang Jing Zhixuan's eyes in a daze, and his breath was taken away instantly.

The soul also trembles.

"Senior Su Mu," Jing Zhixuan said with an unruly smile on his lips, and when he stepped down slowly, his steps were elegant and noble, like a cheetah looking for food, with a dangerous aura underneath his laziness, approaching: "Long time no see. "

"..." After five years, Jing Zhixuan's brows have grown a little longer, making him more mature, coupled with his height of nearly 1.9 meters and his aloof aura, it gives people an invisible sense of oppression. For a while, Su Mu's whole body trembled. Trembling, there is a feeling of floating.

"Or, it should be said," the curve of Jing Zhixuan's lips gradually deepened, and he bowed his body to the ear of Su Mu who bowed his head silently, and his ink pupils flashed a hint of playfulness, and said in a deep voice, "Master Jin, long time no see. "

The tone was not kind, with Su Mu's familiar and unfamiliar evil spirit, but the temperature on the tips of his ears was so sweet that he lacked oxygen.

Smelling that calm and familiar aura, Su Mu dared to be sure—he and Jing Zhixuan met again.

For a moment, tears filled his eyes.