Thirteen, three companions

My days are getting more and more leisurely. Since Nie Yuan's first day dealing with me, I have known that the sky here is very low. Xiaobao is still intoxicated with his petty love. He hums a small tune sweetly all day long and sings guitars. Even the "golden flower" rarely explodes again. The beautiful name is "save money to support his wife", although we instill in him the concept that "money is not used to save, but to lose". But still not moved by it, I can't help but feel that a woman is really a grave, so that the wandering soul has a place to rest. Love is a threshold. At the moment of stepping in, the lavished pride will become numbness that can only count money all day long. What is marriage? Looking at Zhang Tao, marriage is like three mountains - "wife, child, old man", to let you know that it is really difficult to be a man... To be a successful man in a woman's heart... Hey hey, needless to say, everyone has experience in their hearts.

Qian Zhongshu said, "Love is like a siege. People in the city want to come out, and people outside the city want to go in." I don't know if it's true, but like many young people, the fantasy of love comes down from the top of my head, and I began to think about how to chase the frost.

In the office, Shuangshuang looked at the newspaper alone and said with a secluded expression: "Since ancient times, this hatred is endless"... I said that your current look is very suitable for being an actor. Just as she was still intoxicated with my appreciation, I said that when I was a lady in a cold palace, a deeply resentful woman, you still What about hate? What do you hate?" Who knows this hatred when you don't meet and don't get married?

She was angry again and said that I hated it: "Hate the sky for being blind and making you harm the world"

I said I thought you hated: "Hate the stars and the moon, and there is a beautiful face." Her face turned red again and passed by. It felt like a breeze in the hot summer day, and it was like the bright and dazzling red plum blooming in the snow.

It turned out that the reason why she sighed was that a girl committed suicide because she was dumped by her boyfriend... Naturally, she told all the men again.

I endured humiliation and didn't defend the man. I just wanted to chase others just now. How could I only bicker as soon as I saw her? This didn't work. I seriously adjusted my mentality.

"Shuangshuang, are you going to go there tomorrow Sunday?" We all know that Ma Zhaozhi asked her.

"What's the matter? You want to ask me out."

"It's not so stinky. I'm just because I need to buy more things tomorrow. I'm afraid that one person can't take it. Depending on your rough form, there must be two points." I try my best to hide it up...

"Well, for the sake of this girl's free time, I'll be your three companions tomorrow." Hearing this, I was drooling and thinking about "three companions"...

"You must be thinking about something vulgar again. The three companions I said are to accompany the meal, you pay for shopping, or you pay for money and fight, but you are not allowed to talk back," she said arrogantly like a little tiger,

What? If you don't talk back, what's the name of bickering, but as long as she agrees, with the three styles of picking up girls taught by Brother Bao, I'm afraid that I won't get it... I'm thinking about it and laughing.

Three styles of picking up girls:

The first type, love for a long time. I have already had a deep foundation in this move. With us staying in the office for several months, not to mention that we should have a child.

The second type, throw a stone to ask the way...

The next day, I deliberately went back and again with her at the door of the flower shop. I couldn't think of any good reason to go in. Just when I was confused, it really helped me. A little girl who bought flowers was in front of me.

"I'm so tired. I have to go out to work at such a young age," I said with a compassionate look.

"Yes, it's really pitiful"

"Then I'll take care of her business." I ran over happily, and she followed me.

So I endured the pain and spent a hundred yuan of hard money to buy nine roses.

"One hundred yuan, it's a pity to throw it away. It's cheaper for you." I'll give it to her...

She looked at me with a bad smile, but didn't say anything. She just picked up the flowers, and then we didn't say anything along the way, and I didn't buy anything. I forgot what I did. I just felt that it was getting dark today, and my day's date with her was over. But did she also like me? I doubted. When can I use the third type?