Chapter 32 Can you speak French?
Xiaoxing walked to the front of the rows of clothes and took a long linen windbreaker. This dress is very good in shape. If it is worn on Hang Tianao's body, it must be very handsome.
What are you kidding! Xiaoxing was shocked. Why did she suddenly think of Hang Tianao?
Calm down, calm down. It must be because she bought clothes with him last time. Thinking about Brother Xiaori, she desperately thought about her most handsome brother in her mind. It was really much better.
Meng Weiguo walked to her and said, "Do I look good in this dress?" It seems that he has never worn a long windbreaker, because as soon as he puts it on, he may bump into Hang Tianao's windbreaker. The most hateful thing is that he is definitely not as handsome as him.
Xiaoxing said with a wry smile, "I also don't think you are suitable for wearing a windbreaker. Let's change it to something else!" She put her clothes back and pulled a "try it!"
"Ah!" Meng Weiguo looked at this dress and looked extremely ugly. "Are you really serious about helping me choose clothes? This jacket is similar to the style I have..."
Xiaoxing looked at it and said, "Men's clothing is almost the same! Why don't you change the color! This is all right." She took another white one.
"This doesn't work. White is easy to stain." He immediately declined to be sensitive.
"You are very annoying! Just choose whatever you want. Why are you so picky? By the way, does the salesperson have this windbreaker XXL?
She still likes this windbreaker very much. It's very beautiful.
"Yes!" The salesperson came over and looked at Meng Weiguo. "But I think this gentleman can wear XL."
"No, I want XXL, and I didn't buy it for him." Xiaoxing said with disgust.
The salesperson immediately said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I thought you were boyfriend and girlfriend!"
"Ha ha!" Meng Weiguo smiled ambiguously, "I think it's okay! But who are you going to buy this windbreaker for? If I remember correctly, Hang Tianao's size seems to be XXL.
Xiaoxing pulled his face and said, "You seem to have a lot of nonsense!" Can't I help Brother Hang buy clothes? And he also bought it for me and took good care of me. Can't I return the gift?
"Can, but do you know the price of this windbreaker? Do you have that much money?
"Don't worry, I didn't bring so much cash and brought out the card!" She took out the card, which was done under the name of Tianqi, in case of emergency.
"Gold card! This is done from 500,000 yuan." Meng Weiguo's chin is about to fall off.
"Yes!" She entered the password and signed Hang Tianqi's name.
Meng Weiguo looked confused, "Is this card Tianqi's?" How can that girl have so much pocket money? En. Do you want to see the clothes or not? It's like a hundred thousand whys, always nagging in my ear.
"No..." He said depressedly, "I just feel a little weird."
Xiaoxing suddenly stopped and pointed to the medium-long black jacket in the window. "That's the one, take this gentleman's number."
"Okay!" Xiaoxing sat down and drank the water the salesman poured for her. "What are you waiting for?" Change it quickly!"
"Ye-huh!" Meng Weiguo changed into the jacket selected by Xiaoxing and turned around in front of the mirror. The girl's vision was really good, and she was really satisfied with this dress. Just this one! Swipe the card!" He casually took out a gold card and handed it to the salesperson.
Where's Xiaoxing! Didn't you sit here just now?
Meng Weiguo looked around. Why is there a foreign little boy next to this girl? He walked over quickly.
Xiaoxing communicated with the little boy in fluent French, "Peter, your parents will come soon. Don't be afraid!"
"Woo-woo..." The little boy suddenly hugged her neck, as if the drowned man had caught the life-saving board.
Meng Weiguo frowned. Who is this Tang Xiaoxing? I can also speak French!
"Xiaoxing..." Meng Weiguo squatted down.
Xiaoxing simply explained, "This child and his parents went to the mall but got lost with them. He talked. No one here can understand. Let's wait a moment. His parents are already coming here."
Meng Weiguo nodded and waited quietly beside him.
Xiaoxing touched Peter's head and picked him up. The little boy blinked his tearful blue eyes, and his arms tightly circled Xiaoxing.
Xiaoxing smiled and said, "Peter, don't cry! The little boy will be ugly if he cries. She gently wiped the tears from his face with her fingers.
Meng Weiguo smiled secretly and took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Xiaoxing's maternal side.
"Peter..." There was a loud cry on the other side of the floor.
"Mom..." Peter shouted happily. As soon as Xiaoxing put him down, he ran to his parents.
Xiaoxing smiled and pulled Meng Weiguo, "Let's go!"
"Ah!" Meng Weiguo was dragged away by Xiaoxing before he could react.
"Why are we running!" Meng Weiguo asked breathlessly that they had done nothing wrong, as if they had been thieves.
Xiaoxing smiled and said, "Are you still waiting for the thanks of your parents! How troublesome that is!" She hates polite.
"But don't you want to say goodbye to little Pete?"
"No need! What he wants to see most is his parents, as long as he sees his parents!" Xiaoxing shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly.
"You girl are really weird!" It seems that he can't understand him more and more.
"I'm already weird! Everyone has praised me so much since I was a child!" Xiaoxing smiled sweetly and didn't mind at all.
Meng Weiguo smiled and said, "Yes, let me see the time." He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost done. I have an appointment with Tian Ao. Let's go find him together!"
"Ah? Do you want to go back to the company? Then I'll go home." She waved her hand anxiously and wanted to leave.
Meng Weiguo grabbed her back collar and pulled her back to his side. "I won't go back to the company. I made an appointment with Tian Ao to save him."
"What do you mean? Shouldn't Brother Hang be at work at this time? Why do you need to rescue it!"
"Speak while walking! Because the only daughter of a big customer fell in love with Tian Ao, so! Ask him to accompany him around Beijing.
"Oh!" There was a sense of sadness in Xiaoxing's heart, but he understood that there was no way to shirk this.
"So! Let's rescue him now." He hummed the little song happily. He calculated the time. At this time, he was about to reach the limit of Hang Tianao's patience. He hated the girl like the octopus most.
Xiaoxing and Meng Weiguo went to a very high-end teahouse. The mood was very good, and there was a small bridge at the door. "This seems to be more suitable for love."
"Yes! That's why I chose this place specially!" Meng Weiguo pointed to the place where they were.
Xiaoxing looked over and saw a woman's almost whole body sticking to Hang Tianao's delicate appearance, which was so disgusting.
The most important thing is that this woman is absolutely resistant to frost, because Hang Tianao's face is so cold that she can even ignore it.
Meng Weiguo said with a smile, "Hurry up! Otherwise, I guess I will be strad to death by him later.
"Ye-huh!" Xiaoxing endured the strangeness in his heart and desperately told himself that he was not his own. Why did he care so much?
"Xiaoxing!" When Hang Tianao saw that Meng Weiguo was trying to scold, he saw the petite figure behind him, "Why are you here?"
Xiaoxing pulled out a smile and said, "I went shopping today, and I happened to meet Brother Meng..."
"Yes!" Meng Weiguo took Xiaoxing and sat opposite the two of them.
"Who is this girl! Proud..." As soon as she finished her voice, Xiaoxing got goose bumps.
"She! It's my girlfriend!" Meng Weiguo smiled brightly and introduced him without fear of death.
Girlfriend!
If his eyes could kill people, he would have died many times, because both eyes that wanted to kill were glaring at him.
"Oh! It turned out to be Mr. Meng's girlfriend! But it looks very small. Do you like young chi?"
Xiaoxing showed a strange smile, young chi? Does she look alike?
"Yes! I like this kind of things. It's more tender!" Meng Weiguo once again held Xiaoxing in her ear and whispered, "Don't talk. I'll beat you and kill you later."
This scene was like a needle in Hang Tianao's eyes, which was annoying. He held the glass in his hand tightly.