you complement me

Girls often don't understand that if they want to make themselves popular, they not only have to work hard, but what's more wasteful is actually money.

In Yu Yiru's girlhood, in order to determine how high a collar suits her, she made as many attempts as Edison found tungsten wire, and at the same time spent all the pocket money she saved from living frugally. .

With such efforts, she gradually made every detail of herself flawless and pleasing to the eye from the inside to the outside. Ordinary people just think it is exquisite and beautiful at a glance, but they don't know that it is the result of a lot of hard work and money.

Of course, money is not everything, but if you really think that money can't buy something, it is more likely that you are in the wrong shop.

It took Yu Yiru almost an hour to make the little girl understand her good intentions.

"That is to say, I will spend a lot of money on myself in the future?" Wu Di said with a worried look on his face, "But I really don't have much money."

Yu Yiru crossed her chest and glanced at her, and said, "But you are a student, so you don't need to spend too much time, just change your hairstyle and clothes."

Wu Di still hesitated: "It's so expensive to cut hair."

"Then what do you think you can buy with the 50 yuan you ordered? Love potion?"

Wu Di remained silent, not saying that he really thought so.

She suddenly thought of something again and said, "You can't change your hairstyle casually. The school doesn't allow strange hairstyles and outlandish clothes."

Yu Yiru couldn't hold back her kind expression: "How could I be talking about outlandish clothes?"

She walked up to Wu Di, held his chin and took a closer look, then untied his hair and looked at him carefully, her beautiful brows frowned: "You need to lose some weight."

Before Wu Di said anything, Bo Fuzhang said, "It's not enough, it's time to lose weight."

She spoke up suddenly, and both Yu Yiru and Wu Di cast their eyes on her.

At this time, it was the end of the day, the faint light was making its final struggle, and then the world seemed to be dyed gray-blue, the street lights were lit up, and the surrounding shops also turned on the lights on the signboards—it was the time of the devil .

Bo Fuzhang is like a monster in this time of magic.

She put her arms on the car window, her chin leaned on her arms, her whiteness was almost shining, and her deep eyebrows were like endless whirlpools, hooking people into it amidst the fluttering of eyelashes.

Probably because her lips were a bit dry, she stretched out a section of her tongue and licked it inconspicuously, so the red lips became more gorgeous, with a moist luster.

This shows that Yu Yiru is too familiar with it. In the past dozens of hours, Yu Yiru has often lost her mind for a short time because of Bo Fuzhang's seductive performance, although she thought it was just a ploy by Bo Fuzhang to gain the upper hand. , but obviously if it is so easy to prevent, Bo Fuzhang is not worthy to be defined as an opponent in Yu Yiru's heart.

But at this moment, Bo Fuzhang's eyes fell on Wu Di.

She smiled with the corner of her mouth curled up, her voice was hoarse, like a demon: "It looks very cute now, as long as you get to know more people, won't it be fine?"

Although the light was dim, Yu Yiru could clearly see that Wu Di's face was red.

As if she would never be gentle and approachable to only one person, Bo Fuzhang's performance of always being in heat for a long time is not only for her.

Obviously, the simple junior high school student will not be the opponent of the stunner who even Yu Yiru has certified as qualified. Wu Di even forgot the initial nervousness, and when it was getting dark and the night wind was getting stronger, he got into the car without knowing it.

But because there was still a smell of smoke in the car, she couldn't help but started coughing as soon as she came in.

Yu Yiru didn't smoke herself, but she was used to the smell of smoke, so she didn't notice it. When she saw the little girl's reaction, she realized that the car was filled with smoke, and the box for cigarette butts in the driver's seat was already full.

She had a vague impression that before she went to the milk tea shop, there were obviously only three sticks in it.

She felt that she had no right to interfere with Bo Fuzhang's life, but she couldn't help but said: "You are so addicted to smoking."

Bo Fuzhang said "hmm", didn't say anything else, just opened all the car windows, and said, "Where are you going now? A barbershop."

When she spoke, there was always a lingering laziness, as if she didn't care about anything.

Yu Yiru caught a glimpse of Wu Di staring at Bo Fuzhang in the rearview mirror.

She couldn't help but think, it seems that the temperament of the second-year-old disease is more attractive to students of the second-year age.

Yu Yiru asked Wu Di: "How much money do you have now?"

Wu Di looked back cautiously.

Yu Yiru wanted to roll his eyes but held back forcefully, so the corners of his eyes twitched: "Don't you think it's too late to continue to be vigilant against us? If you really have evil intentions, you can't run away if you just sell you."

Wu Di then said: "The sentences for human trafficking and property fraud are different."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Bo Fuzhang laughed: "Ruyi, just tell her what kind of hairstyle to get, and let her go to the barber shop to cut it herself."

Yu Yiru frowned, she has a problem, that is, if something is put in her hands, she must do it well, so she said: "If you don't look at it yourself, the barber shop won't know what kind of cut it will be. ——Also, don’t call me Ruyi.”

Wu Di thought it was funny, so he laughed out loud, "Is your name Ruyi?"

"No, you have to call me sister."

Wu Di nodded and said yes: "Yes, sister Ruyi."

Yu Yiru was too lazy to be silly, and said to Bo Fuzhang: "You didn't say that things would take so long. If I don't go back to the company to pick up the things now, the company will be closed. Tomorrow is Saturday, so I won't be able to get the things until next week." .”

Bo Fuzhang was always easy to talk about in this regard: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. On Saturday, Xiao Di will also rest."

Wu Di was startled by this sudden nickname, it was the first time someone called her Xiao Di when she was so big.

Yu Yiru also felt that Bo Fuzhang was cheeky enough. She thought it was a special case for the other party to suddenly call her high school nickname, but she didn't expect that she started calling her by nickname when she saw that no one could say a few words.

Of course, this matter was nothing unusual, but it was a bit contrary to Bo Fuzhang, a beauty with a cold and charming temperament.

At this point in the meeting, everyone understood what they should know. Bo Fuzhang sent Wu Di to the gate of her community, and then brought Yu Yiru back to the company.

Yu Yiru was thinking about what happened just now in the car, and the more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she felt.

But when he was about to say something, he didn't know what to say, which made him feel aggrieved and depressed. Yu Yiru thought for a long time, and only said, "Don't call me Ruyi in the future."

Bo Fuzhang asked lazily, "Why?"

"My name is not Ruyi."

"But Ruyi sounds kind and easy to remember."

Yu Yiru pursed her lips and stared at Bo Fuzhang: "Your memory is so bad, you can't remember such a name?"

Bo Fuzhang nodded brazenly: "Yes."

Yu Yiru took a deep breath to maintain her composure, pulled down the car window, and turned her head to the outside, letting the cold wind blow on her hot face.

She watched the street trees and street lamps passing by row by row, and silently recited Bo Fuzhang's name in her heart.

Then she discovered something.

She looked back at Bo Fuzhang and said, "It's really understandable, sometimes names are hard to remember."

Bo Fuzhang raised his eyebrows and gave him a puzzled look.

Yu Yiru seemed to sigh: "What's your name? Your name is so hard to remember—Bo Fu, Bo Fu, Bo Fu, what? Eh? Let's call you Uncle from now on, so it's easy to remember."

When she said the word "uncle", she couldn't help laughing, and there was a kind of complacency on the face of a successful prank, and a clear provocation.

She looked at Bo Fuzhang, her chin was slightly raised, her eyes were shining, and her fine hair was swaying in the wind, so she raised her right hand and pulled her hair to the top of her head, revealing her delicate and narrow eyebrows and smooth and full forehead. Hairy fetal hair on forehead.

The action this time, because of the pride in his heart to win the round, was not specially designed.

Bo Fuzhang's eyes lingered on this face for a short time, because he was driving and only looked forward again.

Seeing that Bo Fuzhang didn't speak, Yu Yiru thought that the other party was angry, but became worried, and asked, "What's the matter, are you unhappy... So you should understand my unhappiness, right?"

Bo Fuzhang shook his head.

She said naturally, as if chatting about family matters: "No, I just think that you are very beautiful like this."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Along the way, Yu Yiru carefully analyzed whether she was too thin-skinned or not used to being blushed by Bo Fuzhang's compliment.

After thinking about it, I finally came to the conclusion that I am not used to it.

After all, in the environment she grew up in, most of the others silently praised her or occasionally praised her, and rarely praised her like this every now and then.

She felt that Bo Fuzhang might have picked up the foreign habit of not losing when he loses, and she decided to start praising each other frequently in the future.

So after arriving at the company and parking the car, Yu Yiru thought about exaggerating.

She wondered if she should praise "the car drives really well", and imagined it in her mind, but she felt that not only did it not have Bo Fuzhang's natural blush and heartbeat, but it was also a bit stupid.

When she got out of the car and saw the company gate again, she suddenly thought of what happened in the afternoon, and still had lingering fears in her heart, only then did she realize that she hadn't thanked Bo Fuzhang properly.

In any case, the other party was really a hero who saved her in dire straits at that time.

She said: "Thank you for the previous thing, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Bo Fuzhang turned off the ignition, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yu Yiru: "..."

Yu Yiru didn't know if Bo Fuzhang really didn't know or if he didn't know.

On the one hand, she felt that it was impossible for someone to not realize that she had done a good deed, and on the other hand, she felt that if it was Bo Fuzhang, she might really not feel anything.

After all, the other party's unpredictable brain circuit has already brought her many surprises.

So she didn't say anything more, got out of the car quickly, and ran back to the company to get her things.

Anyway, after this period, find a new house and move out quickly.

Although she is a beauty that makes her feel sorry for each other, how many passers-by are there in a person's life.

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