Chapter 207

"Hello Are you... "

Shen Lan's voice is trembling, and her hand holding the mobile phone is constantly shaking. Tomorrow is the 20th. At this time point, any strange phone call coming in is very sensitive and can stimulate her nerves.

If the little prince of guzheng is the mysterious and warm man she met at the exit of Shen Lan's high-speed exit, and she has been obsessed with the male god for so long, and is also the winner of the opening quota of Imperial Palace, is it that this strange phone call is the male god she yearns for and sends out an invitation to the banquet tomorrow evening?

"Lan Lan, it's me, Lin Xuan!"

At one end of the phone, Lin Xuan's voice almost didn't burp Shen Lan's old blood. Although Lin Xuan is her best friend's husband, Shen Lan feels that saving his mobile phone number has tarnished her address book.

However, the coward who killed thousands of dollars didn't call early or late. What kind of call did he make at this time? Did his head get into cement?

What's more, Lin Xuan has been living in the Qin family for three years, and he has never called Shen Lan on his own initiative. Does this waste have anything to do with himself?

"Lin Xuan? Are we familiar? Did you call Lan Lan Shen Lan had expected her male god phone, but Lin Xuan, like a plague God, called her, which made her not only lost, but also depressed.

"Don't care about these details, Shen Lan. I want to ask you for help..."

Waiting for Lin Xuan to finish, Shen Lan said coldly: "help? Lin Xuan, don't you still don't know yourself? What are you, and why do you think I'll help you? "

"Besides, I'm waiting for a very important call now. I don't have time to talk to you. If I miss that important call, I'll kill you!"

"Shen Lan, let's say it. It's not helping me, it's helping poetry!" Lin Xuan is not frightened by Shen Lan's tone on the phone. She doesn't care about Shen Lan's cold words, but continues to ask peacefully.

"And as long as you are willing to help me, I will also help you realize a wish..."

He said here, deliberately pause, do not rule out the suspicion of deliberately hanging Shen Lan's appetite.

"Help poetry, I naturally want to help, help me realize a wish? Oh, just you Shen Lan's tone is full of irony.

Lin Xuan thought, Shen Lan, Shen Lan, when you know that the man who saved you from the high-speed exit, the little prince of zither on the street, you have been infatuated with the warm man for such a long time. That person is just a little below. You look down on the rubbish, the son-in-law of the door, the cowardly husband of the best friend. Don't know what you will think at that time?

"Yes, it's me, just below!" Lin Xuan's tone is a little different from Shen Lan's impression. When he spoke so confidently, he could have dismissed him with a few cold words.

Who knows, unexpectedly and Lin Xuan chat so many words, unprecedented ah, and, Shen Lan unexpectedly did not want to hang up the impulse of the phone, but willing to listen.

"Say, how do you want me to help you, and then, what can you do for me?"

Shen Lan a pair of languid paralysis on the sofa, powerless to say.

"Tomorrow night, you will help me persuade poetry to go to the Imperial Palace together..."

Without waiting for Lin Xuan to finish, "poo Chi", Shen Lan laughed directly and interrupted Lin Xuan's words, "Lin Xuan, aren't you? Do you really like the rumors outside, you want to take poetry to the hotel near the Imperial Palace, let her feel the happiness of others? If you can be a little more funny, I advise you, or don't think about it

"I also know that tomorrow is the third anniversary of your poetry wedding. If I were you, I'd better book a high-end restaurant to make the atmosphere more romantic, and to have a candlelight dinner is better than taking the poem to a hotel near the Imperial Palace and stabbing her wound."

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to Shen Lan's suggestion, but continued to say forcefully: "if you are willing to help me, I will let you see you tomorrow evening What about the God of the mind? "

As soon as Shen Lan heard this, she couldn't help shivering. She sat up straight and asked in surprise, "what do you say? Do you know my God? Who is he? Where is he? Tell me

"If you will help me, I promise you will see him tomorrow night."

Lin Xuan replied positively.

Shen Lan stares round eyes and can't hide the excitement in his heart. If what Lin Xuan said is true, it's just a piece of cake to help him.

"I advise you not to deceive me, or you will die miserably."

"Of course, but if you want to help me to persuade poetry, tomorrow evening, dress up to attend, OK?"

Shen Lan a Du mouth, "nonsense, this also use you to explain, besides, poetry even plain Yan, it is also natural beauty, what kind of dress does she need to attend?"

"That's true

Shen Lan agreed to Lin Xuan and immediately asked, "then you should tell me where I can see my God tomorrow night?""Since I asked you to help me persuade poetry to go to the Imperial Palace, it was there."

Shen Lan was really a little incredible, and said doubtlessly, "Lin Xuan, you'd better remember what you said today. If I'm in vain, I'll kill you!"

"You're a girl. Don't be so rude. You're a little sister?"

"You're a little sister. Your whole family is a little sister." Shen Lan refused.

Eh?

What's wrong with me? Suddenly and Lin Xuan chat so smoothly, is it because he said he can help himself to see God? Has it narrowed the distance with him?

Lin Xuan on the phone and told some attention to details, Shen Lan heard a bit bored, like the Qin poetry tomorrow night is the heroine of the banquet.

She really didn't understand. What kind of medicine was sold in linxuan gourd? Didn't he know that the wedding ceremony three years ago, in the imperial Crystal Palace, had become a joke in the whole Shenzhen market? For other girls, imperial Crystal Palace is a luxury place and a holy land of status symbol. However, for Qin poetry, it is a nightmare that can not be forgotten.

I really don't know where Lin Xuan's courage came from. On his third wedding anniversary, he went to this nightmare place with Qin poetry.

She can even imagine, tomorrow night, Qin poetry lost expression, dim look, envy to look at the happiness of others, and she can only silently tears, who called herself to marry a waste husband!

At the thought of such a picture, Shen Lan felt extremely depressed. Lin Xuan was afraid that he was not crazy. He even wanted to take Qin poetry to this place

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