Chapter 22 The world's first cutest at the same table (22)

   Shiyou sniffed: "Thank you..."

   "Someone bullied you?"

   seemed to hear something wrong in her voice.

   Shiyou: "No..."

  It's just that few people are so nice to her.

   After a while, Luo Cimian thought of something, "You haven't added me yet.

"what?"

   "WeChat friend, you haven't added me yet."

   Shiyou took out his mobile phone and opened the WeChat friend application list.

   The latest applicant's avatar is a cartoon boy in the image of a grapefruit.

   When she was looking for an avatar, why didn't she know it was a couple? -

   In the last class in the afternoon, everyone was very excited.

  Because tomorrow is the weekend, you don’t have to go to class, so you can have a good rest.

   But for Luo Cimian, weekends are nothing special to be happy about.

   Same as working part-time to make money, not much better than usual, or even busier.

   Luo Cimian returned home.

  Bai Wenwan sat on the sofa, folded her clothes neatly, and put them into the black suitcase in front of her.

  Bai Wenwan is very beautiful. Even though she is over forty years old, she has been treated with extra gentleness over the years. Her face has extremely shallow wrinkles, her face is still as good as ever, and her figure is even more graceful.

   If it wasn't for having an eighteen-year-old son, no one would have thought that she was over forty years old.

  She is not only beautiful, but also gorgeous.

   With every move, every move, looking forward to the style.

   Luo Cimian frowned: "Are you going away again?"

  Bai Wenwan seemed very happy, "Well, go out for a month."

   Luo Cimian's voice was cold, "Sometimes, I suspect that I'm not your own."

  Bai Wenwan's heart skipped a beat, hiding her panic, "What are you talking about, you are the flesh that fell from my pregnancy in October, how could it not be my own!"

   "Would someone's mother date her lover when her child had a fever?"

   "In the past ten years, have you cooked me a breakfast and held a parent-teacher meeting?" Luo Cimian questioned word by word.

  Luo Cimian still remembered that he had a high fever when he was eight years old, and almost burned out his brain because he was not treated in time.

   On that day, he burned so badly, dragging his tired body to open the door of his mother's room, what caught his eye was a dark figure and a snow-white figure entangled together.

   Thin and small, he just stood there dumbfounded at the door, unable to move.

   Until the two accidentally found him, screamed, grabbed the thing at hand and smashed it at him, hysterically making him roll.

  Bai Wenwan snorted coldly, "Even if I treat you badly, I can't hide the fact that I gave you life."

  Luo Cimian twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a three-pointed sarcasm, but there was no trace of sadness in his dark eyes, "If I had a choice, I would rather you never gave birth to me..."

   The phone beeps a message alert tone.

  Luo Cimian took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time. He put on a black jacket, jeans, and went out with a guitar on his back.

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eight pm.

   is still Luo Cimian's part-time work time.

   Recently, he found a high-paying job as a resident singer in a bar, with short time and high salary.

   The boss was very happy to see Luo Cimian, and now Luo Cimian has basically become the face of the bar.

   The boss didn't want the cold and unpleasant character like a boy.

   But I can't stand a face that looks too good, and now 60-70% of the customers in the bar are coming for him.

   For example, the group of little girls celebrating their birthdays in the box tonight, have never taken their eyes off him since they entered the bar.

   This is indeed an impetuous society that only looks at the face!

   On the small stage in the corner of the bar, a teenager walked up with a guitar.

   After a little adjustment, he sat on the high chair, found a comfortable position, adjusted the microphone to a suitable height, and lowered his head to fiddle with the strings twice.

   (end of this chapter)