Crossdresser

Chapter 32

The gentleman looked at the missed call from Hua Buque.I was so excited that I really wanted to say to her:

Don't go to work, come to my company, one year later, we will open the restaurant, you will manage it, and we will raise two children together.

The gentleman imitated Hua Buque's expression, surprised:

You open a restaurant in a year?Feeding our children?Wang Zijian, are you sure?

She might also come over to touch her forehead exaggeratedly to see if she has a fever.

Hua Buque went to a big restaurant, what should I do if she was robbed of her love by a chef?

Gentleman called his iron brother Montreal.Talk about the general situation of yourself and Huabuque.

gentleman:

have time?Shall we go for a drink?

Mengcheng: Mr. Scholar, OK.

Mengcheng takes a shower, changes clothes, shaves, and looks handsome.

Mengcheng looked at himself in the mirror, he was suave, tall and handsome, he was more handsome than the scholar in terms of appearance, but why every time he appeared with the scholar, even if there were girls who looked over, they always looked at the scholar.

Mengcheng felt bad when he thought about it - he was tall and handsome, and he was handsome, so why couldn't he be as good as the scholar's secret glances?

Mengcheng recalled the situation of eating and drinking with scholars many times, and found that:

Every time the scholar meets him, he wears different clothes and ties. The shirt is neat, the suit is straight, and the hairstyle is fashionable. His every move and gesture attracts the attention of girls.

Because of the stinking beauty of the scholar and the tallness of Mengcheng, the two of them went to eat, which attracted whispers from the dogs and men at the next table.The paparazzi said: What kind of relationship do they have?The paparazzi said: No way, you are talking nonsense.Mengcheng remembers one time, he threw his chopsticks and stuck them firmly into the paparazzi's nostrils, almost causing a scuffle, but was persuaded by the restaurant owner, hahaha, thinking of the embarrassment of the paparazzi at that time Look, Mengcheng is going to be happy.

Mengcheng is simple, soft-hearted, occasionally short-tempered, outspoken and quick to speak, tall and handsome, shy, and afraid of endless things, like a big girl, without the flirtatiousness of a man.Perhaps, this is the place that does not attract girls.

Every time the scholar meets Mengcheng, no matter where they eat, drink, or karaoke, they will be muttered in a low voice: Hmm, they are very different, they may have that relationship.Every time a scholar hears such whispers, he has to scold others: idleness hurts, be careful to gossip and lose half a tooth, a social moth who makes a fuss, hates other people's intimate relationships, likes to see people mention each other, jealous, envious, envious and hateful A small group of people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic!The scholar scolded angrily in his heart every time.

Mengcheng was shy. Every time, he had to drink a lot of alcohol desperately, trying to delete and block other people's eyes, and only focused on talking and chatting with the scholar.Except for one time, sticking chopsticks in the nostrils of that paparazzi greatly made the scholar feel happy, hahaha.

Mengcheng pondered: How important is Hua Buque in the scholar's heart, just stimulate the scholar's heart to know.

Mengcheng pretended to get up to go to the bathroom.

Mengcheng deliberately slowed down his pace, chatting with the waiter.

Mengcheng said: Go sit at the table over there for a while, and introduce some signature dishes to me. I will order a few dishes first, and you let the chef cook first?

Seeing Mengcheng's style, the waiter seemed to be a master of ordering big dishes, so he nodded vigorously.

Mengcheng pretended to look at the menu and listened to the enthusiastic introduction of the side dishes - braised pork with spring bamboo shoots, large plate chicken, Chinese sturgeon, braised pork ribs, braised lamb leg, big bad meat, Chinese ham secret golden roast, abalone and so on.Mengcheng randomly ordered a few dishes: prawns, fish, chicken wings, hot and sour tripe soup, and four dishes with wine.

The waiter happily pressed the mobile phone to order.

Mengcheng saw the waiter's face was full of joy—knowing that the fire was coming, and after giving such instructions, he then persuaded: You can do me this favor and arrange it next door. I will order four more dishes to take away. How about asking you to order food next time I come here?Here you are, here is a performance fee of 100 yuan, take it.

The waiter really wants to earn a bonus for ordering dishes-customers get a bonus for ordering every dish, but: your friend is serious, he looks like a scholar, will he come out to meddle in his own business, or simply run to the private room next door Li went to ask loudly what happened afterwards?

Mengcheng stuffed 100 yuan into the hands of the waiter Xiaocai, thoughtfully.

Then he pretended to think about it fiercely, shook his head, and gave instructions like this again.Xiao Cai, who was hesitant, looked at Mengcheng's handsome face that was anxious for his friend and turned red. Xiao Cai thought to himself, for friends, everyone comes out to hang out, who has no friends, and finally nodded fiercely, turned and left.

Wang Zijian casually picked up a newspaper on the chair on the left to read.Wang Zijian glanced at the news page, but found nothing new.Flipping through it casually, page after page.All of a sudden, the headline reads: One year after the massacre - another massacre in India.Wang Zijian was startled suddenly, hey, Wang Zijian looked down in shock:

On a certain day of a certain year, a 20-year-old woman in India was raped in a certain place.Victim told police she was with friends at...

Wang Zijian threw the newspaper aside for fear of polluting his hands.His heart was full of sympathy and pity for the victim: Hey, poor girl.

Wang Zijian closed his eyes tightly, so as not to let anything come into his eyes again, causing him unbearable pain.Someone was knocking on the door gently, with a gentle voice, Wang Zijian slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the waiter, Xiaocai, had made a pot of tea and put it gently on the table.Pour a good cup of tea and put it in front of Wang Zijian.

Wang Zijian drank three cups of tea in a row before his mood stabilized.I comforted myself in my heart: It was a news report, and it was infuriating to watch, but I will definitely protect all the women around me.Yes, Hua Buque absolutely can't come here to be a waiter - damn it, I came to discuss with Mengcheng, I really deserve to die.

Meng Cheng pretended to hurry back to the private room, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked tentatively:

Wang Zijian, have you read the Indian news?You have a bad complexion, are you—worrying about the ancients again?

The author has something to say: I was accidentally locked, and I only discovered it yesterday.