Chapter 15: Your pants are a bit low!

When eating at night, Xia Yao has been absent-minded.
"Mom, last time you said to me...I am Zhao Shu or Meng Shu’s family, and my age is almost the same as me?"
"Oh, do you say Meng Xinyi?" Xiamu took down her chopsticks and looked at Xia Yao. "Are you not interested? How did you suddenly open up?"
"Is this not to let you hug your grandson earlier?"
Xiamu stunned and looked at Xia Yao. "How old are you? I am not in a hurry!"
You are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry... Xia Yaozhen took two meals and asked Xiamu: "How is she like this?"
"The people are still okay, they are not tall, very delicate! The key is that the girl is talented, the piano is very good, and she will also write poetry. Two poems have been published. Their family is the scholarly family, both parents It’s a man of honesty, and a prostitute should be inferior.

Xia Yaoyi was very satisfied. "I like traditional girls."
Xiamu always listened to other children's mothers complaining, saying that his son did not slip, looking for a girlfriend to taste heavy, let them accept incompetence. Unexpectedly, the son who had been rebellious in adolescence, now she is so cautious and rational, and she is very gratified.
"Well, I will contact her mother for a while, tomorrow is just the weekend, you will see one side."
Early the next morning, the day was still not bright, and Yuan was awakened by Yuan Ru.
"Brother, help me find an object! I am in a very empty period of my heart. Xia Yao has been hovering in my head, I must forget him as soon as possible!"
"There is one ready-made," Yuan said.
Yuan Ru’s big eyes flashed instantly.
How is it? I don’t care if he has money and no money, he has no education, he must be handsome! The most important thing is that the physical quality is good! It is strong enough to be powerful. Like brother, you."
After a while, Yuan Zong quickly washed it, went to the writing desk in the bedroom, pulled out a business card and handed it to Yuan Ru.
Yuan Ru was ashamed and shy. "I am a girl's family, and I am directly concerned with others. Does it seem that I am not enough?"
"I can help you."
"That time and place will be up to you!"
After Yuan Ru finished, the United States and the United States went into the house and went to the house.
Xia Yao and Meng Xinyi met in a tea house, because Yuan Ding Yuan did not come to such a place with strong literary atmosphere, so he chose here. He didn't have too much luxury, and the woman could accept it if she didn't wear a short skirt. As for the future, let's talk about it. It is most important to first smash Yuan. What makes Xia Yao very satisfied is that Meng Xinyi not only did not wear a miniskirt, but also long pants and wrapped herself up very tightly. And Meng Xinyi's first impression of Xia Yao is extremely excited and embarrassing. Every lady has a mature woman's heart, and her face is calm, but her heart is turbulent. Who can tie such a man?
"I may be more traditional, and I don't usually have much words, as long as you don't feel bored," said Meng Xinyi.
Xia Yao said: "Nothing, I like traditional girls."
"Sir, your tea is here."
"Okay, thank you..."
The second "Xie" word has not been spoken yet, and Xia Yao has swept the door to the door with a discordant figure through the screen partition. Yuan Zong was standing in the doorway of the Zhongshan costume. It was awe-inspiring and graceful, and there was no sense of harmony with the environment here. But the two sharp-eyed eyes still sighed and itched Xia Yao. Fuck! What's really special is that the ghost is not scattered!
"Sorry, I am going to the bathroom." Xia Yao said.
Soon, Xia Yao walked up to Yuan Lian, and his cold eyes gazed at him. "Is my nose on my face? Is it endless? Is it necessary for me to smoke you with an ear scraper? Do you know that you are ashamed?"
Yuan Lian deceived himself, fixedly watching Xia Yao, and then extended his hand to his waist.
"What are you doing?" Xia Yao sighed.
Yuan Li said: "What do you do, see your pants are a bit low, give you a mention."
Xia Yao’s heart is full of heart and lungs, and this is what it is? This is the hall of the tea house! There were only some hollow partitions, and the eyes of more than a dozen people swept here. He and his men even let a man lift his pants!