Slag Girl Illustrated Book

He looked at Aunt Zhuo and said, "It will be enough to drink millet porridge at home from now on, so that I can nourish my stomach."

He Nanxian has to come forward at the critical moment.

"Okay." Aunt Zhuo responded.

After eating, the two returned to the room, she watched TV in the arms of the man, and He Nanxian flipped through the documents in her hand.

She seems to rarely get along with He Nanxian like this, he is always very busy.

"Brother, let's go secretly to the cinema to watch a movie, okay?"

When she said this, He Nanxian didn't react at first. He went there when he was in college, and then he didn't seem to have been to the cinema again, but he was in his current status and it was really inconvenient to go out.

Ruan Xihe obviously thought of this too.

"I will dress you up and make sure your mother won't recognize you!"

This is inexplicable, I don't know where it is a bit strange, He Nanxian hesitates, because he has long passed his wayward age, disguised and ran out for dates, it was really not his style.

But facing Ruan Xihe's earnest eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

Ruan Xihe had bought clothes before, but it was a pity that He Nanxian couldn't wear those things, so they kept hanging in the cabinet, and now they can finally be used.

The couple clothes are the same from head to toe, hip-hop style, different from the previous dressing style of He Nanxian, no wonder she would say that her mother can't recognize it!

He Nanxian felt a little uncomfortable after putting on this dress. He hadn't worn this kind of casual shorts for many years.

It was still a pink T-shirt with a lovely Peppa printed on it.

"Hehe, is it not so good for me to wear this way?"

"Nothing wrong, brother is so handsome!"

Ruan Xihe never skimped on his compliments.

Just changing clothes is not enough, she began to tie He Nanxian pigtails, hip-hop boy should have a hip-hop look!

Not to mention that it is quite laborious to tie this, after all, He Nanxian's hair is not long.

She made more than a dozen of them, put on a hat for the little brother, which was also pink, trimmed it appropriately, and put on small round glasses with red lenses.

Hey, he instantly became a pretty boy who looked a bit like the chief!

"Wow, brother, I found you are quite suitable for this look, handsome, handsome!"

He Nanxian hooked his lips, and the unnaturalness that had originally risen from the bottom of his heart slowly dissipated.

Ruan Xihe braided herself. She had long hair and it was troublesome. After braiding two, it was too troublesome, so she tied it into a high ponytail. What kind of braids!

When the two went out to meet Aunt Zhuo, she didn't recognize He Nanxian.

"And miss, you and this gentleman, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhuo was a little messy, isn't she and her husband being a couple? How do you hold hands with this well-dressed man now!

In the eyes of Aunt Zhuo's generation, the tide of wearing is a bit of a flow of breath.

"Auntie Zhuo, can't you recognize him?" Ruan Xihe almost laughed out: "I changed the clothes for Chief He, so you won't recognize him!"

"Huh?! This is the sir?!"

Leave auntie Zhuo who is skeptical of life.

The two went out openly.

After Ruan Xihe bought the Bentley he fancyed at the auto show last time, he drove less. This one finally came in handy. Zhou Cong said that he would follow, but Ruan Xihe didn’t let her go. Going out, it's not like taking others with you.

"Brother, are you here to drive?"

He Nanxian can drive, but for so many years, there is really no opportunity for him to drive by himself. There are bodyguard drivers in and out of the car. The hand is very handy. The road conditions here are not good, and it is notoriously blocked.

Therefore, Ruan Xi and such an old driver have to come.

"Brother, do you think you are happy?"

"Happy." He Nanxian is also chasing dreams now, although the process is very tiring, but if the result is good, it is also happy.

"If you didn't take this path back then, what industry would you like to do?"

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