What a coincidence...
After a few seconds, she withdrew her eyes. When she came downstairs, Xiao Qimo was already standing by the car waiting for her.
It's the low-key black car with the "Blue" logo on the rear of the car. Only those who understand can understand the value of this car.
The starry night is under the night, he put his scarf together and waved to her.
He is very tall, standing next to a row of tall and short private cars of various models, still so conspicuous.
Under the bright moon and the stars, he was covered with a faint halo, with one hand copying his trouser pocket, elegant and handsome, Zhilan Yushu.
"Let's go home." When he spoke, a faint white mist appeared, hazy his facial features.
The corners of Lu Mian's mouth followed up. Standing on the steps of the restaurant, he jumped down one step at a time, and swayed to Xiao Qimo in a daunting manner. He teased, "Why don't you get into the car because of the cold?"
The "fear of cold" Mo pushed down his glasses and patted the rear of the car, "It's also cold in the car, I'm warming up."
Presuming that the warm-up time is almost the same, Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian got into the car separately.
As the man started the car, he laughed and laughed at himself: "Are you rare to see a man who is afraid of the cold?"
Holding the backpack in Lu Mian's arms, he tilted his head to think for a while, and replied honestly and well, "I don't know many boys, I don't understand."
Xiao Qimo: "..."
The little talks better and better!
Xiao Qimo drove very slowly, and even went around silently. Lu Mian didn't say anything even if he knew it, thinking that he should have something to do.
It was half past eight in the evening, neither early nor late, and the street shops were still open.
After playing a few games, Lu Mian put away his mobile phone, and there was light music in the car. The two chatted without a word, and they didn't seem embarrassed. She occasionally glanced at the street shop casually, this time staying at an antique calligraphy and painting shop for a few more seconds.
Xiao Qimo noticed it keenly, and immediately stopped the car aside and invited, "Go in and see?"
"..." Lu Mian understood, he has something to do. Nodded, accompany him in.
When they went out again, they had a calligraphy and painting in their hands, and they got into the car and left with a smile.
Across the road, the footsteps of a pair of young men and women gradually stopped.
Lu Xi looked at the opposite side in confusion, looked at the girl who had just gotten into the car, and muttered, "Mianmian?"
After speaking, he immediately explained to the charming girl beside him: "It seems to be my cousin, Lu Mian."
Sheng Zijin gave a faint hum, not paying attention to the girl, only the black car moving away.
She was slightly surprised that the car came from Jinjing.
"Let's go, let's go there and have a look." Sheng Zijing pointed to the antique calligraphy and painting shop opposite, where the two people just came out. She smoothly gathered the long box of camphor wood she was carrying on her shoulders, and before Lu Xi nodded, she raised her leg and walked over.
Lu Xi immediately followed, "This is quite heavy, let me carry it for you."
"No." Sheng Zijin refused with a smile, "You should hold this kind of thing by yourself and rest assured."
Antique shop.
The boss did not expect another pair of guests to come tonight, smiled and pushed the account book and calculator aside, and walked over from the counter.
"Two, welcome."
"Let's take a look."
Sheng Zijin said lightly. She is from Jinjing, and she is very familiar with this kind of antique calligraphy and painting shops and has visited many times. With a glance, you can see the grade of a store.
She just swept around and laughed.
A bunch of fakes.
