Chapter 20

Meng Xiaoxia's promise came too fast, just like a tornado.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Wen Shishi was chased to death by her.

"Poetry! Let's eat Australian lobster

Last night, he was almost rubbed flat and round by Mr. sniper as rubber mud all night. Wen Shishi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes: "Xiao Xia, shall we have another day? I'm really sleepy... "

"No, the plan of the day is in the morning. The early bird catches the worm, and the early poem catches the lobster."

Wen Shishi sighed, some helpless: "in the morning is to eat lobster ah?"

"Well, I just flew over from Australia this morning. I have to eat it while it's fresh! Come on, come on, I was your driver and bodyguard for free yesterday. Can't you give me face? "

Speaking of this, Wen has no reason to refuse.

Take up the line, waist was entangled by a big hand, micro a force, pulled her back to the hot chest.

The curtains were tightly drawn, and no light could enter the room. Wen Shishi was lying with his back to Mr. sniper, and he couldn't move.

It was the first time in so many days that she woke up and he was still around.

Mr. sniper buried his face in her neck socket, but without the cold touch of the mask.

He's not wearing a mask!

Wen Shishi bit her lip, a little nervous.

"Whose phone?" His voice is lazy and sexy.

"Meng Xiaoxia's, his father took the land with a cheap price, and gave her pocket money, she said to invite me to eat lobster." Wen's poems are reported in a comprehensive way.

Mr. sniper stroked her flat and delicate abdomen: "lobster is cool and can affect pregnancy."

She didn't think of this floor.

"But it's OK," Mr. sniper chuckled. "I'm confident in my ability."

Wen Shishi almost put on his clothes and ran away.

This man's physical strength is a bit too good

It's not enough to toss about all night. Early in the morning, the two of them are close. Wen Shishi can clearly feel the change of his body

If he goes on so uncontrollably, he will be all right. Sooner or later, he will suffer from lumbar muscle strain.

Meng Xiaoxia's car has been waiting downstairs in the Hilton Hotel. Seeing her coming out, she waves excitedly to her: "poetry, here!"

Because the inside of the wardrobe has been turned into pure white by Mr. sniper, when she went out, she had no other color to choose from. She took a white shirt and a long skirt of the same color, and her hair was so casual and scattered without time to tie it up.

Meng Xiaoxia looked a little silly: "wow..."

Wen Shishi got into the co driver's seat and fastened his seat belt: "what's the matter?"

"My God, as expected, people rely on clothes. Even if you don't make up, you will be beautiful! I don't want to take a picture with you in the future. I look like an ugly duckling. "

Wen Shishi thinks funny: "there is no such exaggeration."

"You're really, alas, wearing clothes because you're beautiful. Those clothes used to be worn by Obasan, right? Changing a suit is like changing a person! "

Wen Shishi smiles and doesn't speak.

Those old clothes

She hardly spent money to buy clothes for herself. Her mother-in-law was strict in money management. She had no extra money to buy clothes, and she was reluctant to spend money.

A lot of her clothes are worn by her mother-in-law. She doesn't like them and throws them to her directly.

It's old and middle-aged. It's strange that it looks good.

Meng Xiaoxia is really happy for her: "leave Fu Yicheng that scum man, your complexion and state are better than a little bit. Shishi, you should have left him long ago. "

"It's not too late now. I signed the divorce agreement two days ago, and I'm waiting to get the divorce certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"That's good," Meng Xiaoxia said bitterly, "ah, I told my father about you yesterday. He said that there was a makeup artist who was short of people in two days. The salary was OK. Will you go?"

In an instant, Wen Shishi was interested: "go, what's the specific work content?"

Meng Xiaoxia said: "in two days' auto show, there will be a lot of models coming. You need to make up and do hair for them. Ten thousand yuan a day. Do you think it's less?"

Ten thousand a day!

Ten thousand yuan is enough for my uncle's hospitalization expenses for two or three days. How can it be less?

Wen Shishi was overjoyed: "many, many, Xiao Xia, thank you!"

Meng Xiaoxia is also happy: "well, then you prepare. We'll see you at the auto show on Sunday morning."

The car finally stopped at a seafood Japanese restaurant.

Meng Xiaoxia is a real rich woman now. When ordering, she doesn't blink her eyes. She can't be forthright.

Wen Shishi advised her: "just the two of us can't finish eating, less, don't waste."But Meng Xiaoxia said, "if you can't finish it, I'll take it back to you and eat it slowly."

It's hard to be generous.

But she remembers what Mr. sniper said. Since she is going to be pregnant, she should try to eat less seafood.

In the middle, Meng Xiaoxia went to the bathroom.

Wen Shishi asked the waiter for several packing boxes, waiting for her while packing.

Ear suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Wen Shishi, how are you here?"

Wen Shishi's hand movement did not stop, his head did not return: "this Japanese material point should not be opened by President Fu, right? Can't I come? "

Fu Yicheng was scolded by her for a while, wringing his eyebrows and didn't speak.

His eyes fell on Wen Shishi's body -

her slim figure, her soft and perfect profile, and her snow-white skin

Fu Yicheng couldn't help swallowing.

Why didn't he find out before that Wen Shi was so beautiful?

In his impression, Wen Shishi is a woman with a yellow face who wears sloppy clothes and doesn't know how to make up.

Unlike sun Sijing, a group of people who wear luxury brands every day, wearing high-heeled shoes and painting delicate make-up, how can they look good.

But the scene that sun Sijing's face was powdered yesterday made him a little sick.

Under the heavy powder, there is ugly yellow and black skin. After losing her makeup, she is just like a changed person. Her eyes are so small that there is only one seam left, her nose collapses, and she has deep bags under her eyes.

It's just two people before and after makeup.

Another look at Wen's poems shows that she has no makeup at all. Her small face is plain and elegant, but she has a delicate and gentle temperament

"Shishi, if you have difficulties in your life, you can tell me. Our husband and wife will help you if they can."

Wen Shishi had sorted out the packing box and ignored him with his head down: "no, the divorce agreement has been signed. We have nothing to do with each other."

Fu Yicheng was a little stunned: "divorce agreement? Why don't I know? "

"What else do you pretend? Didn't you ask sun Sijing to sign it for me? " Wen Shishi sneered: "I see your wedding invitation, but I'm sorry, I can't say the words of blessing. From then on, you've been yours, I've been mine, and we'll make a clean break."

Fu Yicheng was a little impatient and took her hand: "I didn't ask Jingjing to sign any divorce agreement for you, and I didn't prepare any wedding invitation. Shishi, we are not divorced at all. You are still my wife. "

"You let go!"

"I won't let it go!" Fu Yicheng pulled her into his arms: "Shishi, I changed my mind. I won't divorce. Did that man bring you to eat Japanese food today? You're breaking up with him now. We're the legal couple. "