Chapter 52: Stuart Weitzman

This roar did not roar Xu Bei from the swing, but roared the old grandfather De Mu, who was lying in his nest and supporting him.
Rong Rong only saw a black shadow coming to his side.
Shen Dantian, a large black-brown dog, shouted with two throats, two pointed ears standing up, blocking Rong Rong.
It looked at Shen Du, with black eyes full of alertness.
Shen Du looked at it like this, his voice was deep: "Punish evil and do good?"
I don't know if it was for Rong Rong or the dog.
Anyway, the complexion of one person and one dog is not very good-looking.
Rong Rong stooped and touched Demu's neck: "Huahua, I'm fine."
Standing up should be as high as ordinary people Demu actually called Huahua.
Hua Hua sobbed twice in his throat, and lay on his feet at Rong Rong's feet.
Xu Bei also walked into the room blankly, a little surprised, "How did it come out?"
"You should thank it for saving your life." Rong Rong's eyes were gloomy, and he squatted down to give Huahua a smooth hair.
Xu Bei also glanced at her and Shen Du again, his face gradually sinking.
He frowned slightly: "Zong Shen is not upstairs to talk to the old man, how can I go here to listen to the corner root?"
Shen Du had no shame, looked at him with an eye-opener, and raked back: "Can't hear?"
Xu Bei also gritted his teeth and sneered: "Sure enough, my skin is thick enough to engage in real estate."
Shen Du's tone was calm: "If you don't have a thick skin, you can't be a gold medalist."
"Compared with President Shen, there is still a certain gap." Xu Bei also lip-spoked, ironically: "Otherwise it won't be so long for even a little girl to catch up."
Xu Bei couldn't hear who Shen Du was talking about at the dinner table.
Dare to abduct and go home but haven't caught up yet.
Waste in men, fighters in waste.
Xu Bei is now full of contempt for his temporary boss.
Shen Du said lightly: "If you have more than 20 years like Lawyer Xu, you will definitely be able to catch up."
"..."
As a tool for two people's lip-to-mouth battles, Rong Rong's expression became increasingly unhappy.
Seriously, if she now says "Enough! Don't be noisy! Don't turn your hate on me!", It should be the most appropriate.
Rong Rong coldly made a final conclusion, ending this battle without gunpowder: "Okay, don't compare. Both of you have thick skins, thick ozone layers, thick galaxies, thicker than Visual China."
It was very thick.
She rolled her eyes and was holding Huahua back to her nest.
After taking two steps, Rong Rong felt that something was wrong behind him, and the tacit and Huahua turned their heads at the same time.
The two men followed her. Although they did not look at her, they followed her honestly.
Rong Rong was dissatisfied: "What are you two doing with me?"
The two tacitly agreed: "No?"
"No." Rong Rong shook his hand mercilessly. "I hate cheeky."
"..."
"..."
When Rongrong and Huahua were awkward for half a minute, someone pushed the door into the room without saying hello. Rong Rong didn't even return his head, and said impatiently, "I'll let Huahua bit you both again."
"Dead girl, you have gunpowder!"
Along with vicissitudes of rebuke, a lame voice came into my ears, clear and heavy.
Rong Rong quickly stood upright, with a respectful smile: "Grandpa."
"Why do you come to the flower shop? It's not the same as you. You don't have the energy to me off, and you don't have the energy to mess with you." The old man came over, raised his leg and kicked, and whispered, "Go open!"
Then he stood beside the kennel instead of Rong Rong, squatting down and rubbing Huahua's head: "Huahua, did the girl bully you?"
Rong Rong was dissatisfied: "Grandpa, I'm very upset if you say that."
"You're upset about what matters to me. You haven't spent any time with sensible flowers." The old man and Huahua paired their foreheads and nodded. "Right? My old flowers."
Rong Rong squatted next to Grandpa, leaning against him: "Grandpa, thank you."
The old man snorted, "Thank you?"
"The house." Rong Rong blinked, and he smiled. "Just for me."
"Isn't it too big?" The old man glanced at her and continued to tease the dog.
Rong Rong's tongue is like a spring: "I'm holding it, just like when you gave me New Year's money when I was a kid, I always want to hold on for a while."
"Just make excuses." The old man sighed, and stood up holding his knees.
Rong Rong hurriedly helped him sit on the side of the sofa.
The sofa looks quite new. Although it is placed in a doghouse, it is too old to play because it is old.
Huahua lay down in the kennel and looked at the grandparents, gradually lowered her head, and leaned on the cushion to pant.
It's just that way, it's tired enough.
The old man suddenly laughed.
"I'm as old as Huahua. Some things can't be dealt with." He yelled, and leaned his body comfortably on the sofa. "Maybe one day, I close my eyes and leave."
Rong Rong frowned: "nonsense."
The old man murmured, "Even if you're an ordinary office worker, I won't worry about it that much, but what kind of online anchor are you now, which is considered a serious career?"
Rong Rong held the hand of the father: "It's fine, really."
"Don't think I'm old-fashioned and don't understand anything." The old man looked at her side by side, his voice was mild: "Celadon has told me, although many people like you now, can you guarantee that those people always like you? Reality There are already many examples of stumbling in the middle tree. Can you guarantee that those who you haven't even met can protect your life? You young people, you only care about the pleasure of the moment and never consider it for the future. "
"I just want to do what I like to do."
"Who doesn't like this bright and beautiful job? No one doesn't like being sought after and praised." The old man's eyes were clear and his voice was slow: "To put it bluntly, this is called youth rice. long."
Rong Rong didn't know how to justify, because everything Grandpa said was right.
She really likes this bright and beautiful life, and no one can refuse the great satisfaction of vanity.
"If your mother is still there, you don't want you to take up this job." The old man paused, and still said firmly all the words: "How did she get there ... don't you forget?"
"... I did not forget."
The original warm conversation became silent because of mentioning this person who has not mentioned it for a long time.
"The couple have been away for so long ..." The old man changed the subject, and suddenly sighed, his eyes were far away: "I haven't seen the black horse raised by your father for a long time. It should be more energetic than Huahua."
Rong Rong chuckled: "Don't you know if you go and see?"
The old man suddenly straightened his waist: "Yeah, although I can't ride when I'm old, there are many young people today."
It ’s about to go. Rong Rong has n’t responded yet, the old man stood up with a trembling body and started preparations.
"Go to the racetrack." The old man turned to look at her. "I haven't been to it once this year."
Rong Rong couldn't laugh or cry: "Grandpa, don't you be so excited."
"If you have no conscience, you dead girl is the least conscience, forget the little white horse you used to hold?" The old man raised his eyebrows, his voice was thick, "Don't want to go and see?"
Rong Rong was persuaded by the old man and followed him.
When she was a child, she was deeply affected by fairy tales, and she liked the kind of horse with a pure white tail.
The horseshoe came lightly, and the prince, who was not wearing a cape, came to the dream, and she was herself.

Old man ’s private horse farm is in a vacant lot in the suburbs more than ten kilometers away from the house. It ’s very convenient to drive there. Rong Rong was too lazy to drive, and he squeezed together a long enough car.
Then she found that Rong Qingci was also lazy.
The rhythmic k-pop echoed throughout the compartment.
"I said that you have to own a car, why do you have to squeeze me in this car? What messy music you put on, it's noisy." The old man looked annoyed and looked at his granddaughters. Does it make sense? "
Rong Qingci raised his glass and sipped contentedly: "Grandpa, you don't usually go out very much, and today is exactly what you use."
"Who allowed you to drink my wine?" The old man gritted his teeth and snarled sharply: "You put me down! Get on your parents' car!"
Rong Qingci didn't care at all: "I can't avoid cocooning my ears while sitting in their car, and I'm more comfortable with Grandpa."
After speaking, I poured a cup for Rong Rong, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Treasure in 2004, try it."
Rong Rong just touched the tip of his nose to the mouth of the cup and smelled a bitter almond cocoa.
Touching the tip of the tongue, it is the baking smell of dried flowers, and the aftertaste is very strong. With only such a small taste, the entire mouth is rich in wine.
It is Don Perignon, a treasure of my father.
Actually, two young girls were drunk as drinks in the carriage.
The old man looked so angry that he did not say a word until he reached the racecourse.
The green grass and the white fence are reflected, and the endless sky glows blue.
Stepping on a soft lawn, Rong Rong felt a bit itchy.
The breeze blowing across her cheeks blew up the shattered hair near her ears, and Rong Qingci waved to her not far away: "Come over and change clothes."
Rong Rong looked down at his short skirt and stuartweitaman over-the-knee boots on his feet.
She is not tall, this kind of over-the-knee boots are particularly long, with short skirts, is the best match in early spring.
Those who want to ride horses are changing clothes.
The second uncle and second concubine came to watch a lively conversation and stood behind the fence just like the old man talked.
The old man chuckled: "If Zi Ru is still there, he should not be able to ride like you."
"Big brother is in good health, where can I compare." The second uncle held his guardrail in his hands, his eyes full of nostalgia, "The horse that just went to see the big brother is still so lively, it is indeed that he raised him from a young age."
The old man coughed and shook his head and said, "No matter how good his body is, he can't hold him up like that, and it's not even older than me."
The second frown interrupted the old man's words: "Daddy, this kind of unlucky word is rarely mentioned."
"I am not taboo, you are taboo for me." The old man reluctantly, pointing at the figures on the horse farm, "the boys from the Xu family came out."
The three brothers all look like talents, and they all stand in a landscape.
"It's rare to see them together." Erji looked around and looked forward, but his attention was not on them. "Why haven't you seen Shen Du?"
"Let's pick a horse. After all, this is the first time he's here." The old man didn't care, and naturally understood how his daughter-in-law paid so much attention to Shen Du. Be someone else's son-in-law. "
Eryi retracted his gaze and frowned slightly: "Dad, you are too sure of what you said, and you ca n’t say what is emotional."
"I've asked about celadon." The old man shrugged, and pouted. "She's made it clear."
The second uncle also suddenly said: "Maybe Shen Du and Rong Rong have a fate. When they were at home, they seemed to be familiar with Bei."
The old man and Erji looked at him at the same time, and said in unison: "Impossible."
"Rong Rong's hair has not grown up, but she looks more beautiful." The old man was very aware of the current affairs and shook his head. "Shen Du is mature and steady, and would not like her wayward little girl."
Eryao echoed: "It's still something like celadon."
The second uncle was suppressed by the joint and stopped talking.
Several people turned their attention to the racecourse.
Rong Rong is getting close to his white horse when Shen Du picks up the show.
It was Rong Qingci who poked at her waist: "You saved the Milky Way in the last life to catch such a handsome man."
Rong Rong looked over, then his very superficial eyes began to shine.
Because Shen Du was here for the first time, there was no riding suit here, and the staff simply brought him a new one.
The equestrian clothing specially prepared for guests is very delicate, unlike the loose polo shirts they often wear.
Shen Du rode into the stadium directly.
The gray horse leaned its head and stepped gracefully across the lawn.
He was holding a rope, wearing a double-breasted knight suit, and breeches tightening from the legs to highlight his slender thighs. His knee-high patent leather riding boots stepped on the saddle, his eyes clear, and his posture relaxed.
He became familiar with horses so quickly.
Rong Rong swallowed, and suddenly felt that Prince Grey Horse was OK.
Xu Bei also snorted. Lisuo stepped on the horse and closed his feet. His horse rushed out at a faster speed.
Two handsome men occupy the north and south of the racecourse, respectively, and there are landscapes on both sides. Rong Rong's eyes can hardly be seen.
Xu Bei also gave a password, and Ma Conghui turned around and trot to Shendu.
Shen Du also saw him, and seemed to be willing to accept the challenge, but he did not hide.
Because of the inferior nature of the man's bones, Xu Bei did not believe that he had been with this horse for a long time than Shen Du and his horse fell in love at first sight.
Then somehow, the speed gradually became a little faster.
Rong Rong's voice is long and long: "Be careful, don't run into it!"
Xu Bei also hooked his lips, and if he could run into it, his equestrianism could be regarded as a white horse.
He was just proud for two seconds, and heard Xiao Rongzi shouting again: "Grandpa said that Shen Du's horse is new, and when he arrived, he looked at your horse with Xiao Bei brother!"
Xu Bei also: "?"
Shen Du, who also heard: "?"
Two people hold the rope at the same time.
The two horses were obviously the mother's initiative, and Xu Bei, who had worked hard for many years, flew towards the gray horse.
Xu Bei also felt a rush, and he fell.
Then there was a soft and firm meat pad that held him up.
He looked down at Shen Du.
Shen Du Shensheng asked him, "Is it all right?"
Xu Bei also: "..."
This line sounds disgusting.
The two horses only touched their heads, and they were entangled with each other. Their impulse was not great. Xu Bei also wore protective gear, but in fact he could not hurt much.
However, Shen Du gave full play to the humanitarian spirit at this time, and he was willing to serve as his flesh pad.
Xu Bei suddenly felt that his love for the enemy was actually quite good.
The friendship between men came so quickly.
He stood up and had no time to tidy up his clothes. He bent down and planned to lift Shen Du up.
Rong Rong's hasty voice went from far to near: "You two are fine!"
Xu Bei just watched Shen Du frown suddenly, and his face was hurt internally.
Rong Rong squatted beside him anxiously: "Did you hurt?"
Shen Du just smiled slightly: "It's all right."
Xu Bei also: "?????"
Shen Du is a good man.
This dead mind diao.
His faint admiration just because of Shen Du's spirit of Lei Feng disappeared in an instant.
Men's friendship goes so fast.
The author has something to say:
Shen · Dianji Diao · Du: You can't do mine
Xu Bailian Beiye: It's a Dog
Rong · Shui Nan · Rong: Wow, we fell down

I have heard that two horses fell in love at the racecourse, and then were dozed off by the owner
This scribbled hahahahahaha don't take it seriously, generally trained horses are not so in love with the brain
stuartweitaman: the most famous of their family is the high-heeled sandals
Don Perignon: Produced in France, thieves are expensive, never drunk, written to pretend to force 2k novel reading