Dressed as a fake sweet lady

Chapter 15, The Man That Night
This feeling disappeared in the next glance she took, and Zheng Jingxuan, who happened to be looking at her, smiled at her.

Mu Piaopiao stared dryly, not knowing whether to respond to Zheng Jingxuan.

Before she could react, Zheng Jingxuan turned around and left in a big stride.

"Hey, Mu Piaopiao, what are you looking at? Look at the handsome guy."

A bright and ironic male voice sounded from the side of the road.

Mu Piaopiao turned his head angrily, staring at the man on the motorcycle wearing a black police uniform with a cynical and ruffian face.

"Mu Shiyu, talk nonsense again! See if I don't take care of you!"

Mu Piao Piao straddled the motorcycle and slapped the man's helmet hard, just like she said, she did teach him a good lesson.

"Hey, lady, lady, can you please be a lady?"

Mu Shiyu hugged his head helplessly and shouted loudly.

The smile on Mu Piao Piao's face couldn't be concealed, and she let out a proud "hum".

The one who can make her a lady will never be a stinky guy like her cousin.

"Okay, put on your helmet, what do you want to eat tonight? Brother will take you there."

Mu Shiyu handed the other helmet to Mu Piaopiao and asked seriously.

"Malatang, I want to eat Malatang."

After finally getting out of the sight of his parents, Mu Piaopiao of course chose his favorite food.

"Eat junk food again, be careful and I will tell your parents."

"you dare?!"

"The little ones dare not dare, my eldest lady."

The motorcycle drove away, and the laughter in the air hadn't dissipated.

……

Jiang Xinyue sat by the car window and watched the scenery along the way.

Wanquan City is a city so prosperous that it can dazzle people's eyes. At a glance, it is full of high-rise buildings with a sense of technology.

Huh?
Jiang Xinyue felt that she seemed to see two familiar figures.

Before she had time to take a second look, she had already disappeared around the corner.

Jiang Xinyue didn't take this matter to heart, after all, she didn't know many people well.

After returning to Jiang's house, Aunt Cui had already put the food on the table.

There is only one bowl of rice.

After Jiang Xinyue changed her shoes, she put her schoolbag on the sofa.

"Aunt Cui, aren't my parents coming back for dinner?"

"Yes, Mr. and Mrs. called me and said that there is an engagement today, and they may come back very late, so there is no need to wait for them."

Aunt Cui agreed.

Because Shizhong College explicitly forbids bringing mobile phones to school, Jiang Zheming didn't have time to inform Jiang Xinyue.

Working overtime, socializing, and going out early and returning late at Jiang's house are common occurrences, but it's not uncommon.

"okay, I get it."

Jiang Xinyue washed her hands and sat at the dining table to eat.

Aunt Cui cooked the food according to her usual taste, and it tasted very good.

Jiang Xinyue is not picky about food.

Before going upstairs after dinner, Jiang Xinyue thought of something.

"Aunt Cui, remember to make some hangover soup."

Aunt Cui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gratifiedly, the young lady is really sensible.

"okay."

There was very little homework, and Jiang Xinyue finished it in a few minutes.

After showering and drying hair.

Jiang Xinyue was lying on the bed with her mobile phone, and the two jiojios were shaking leisurely.

The feather necklace that Jiang Xinyue hung on the wall with a transparent frame shone.

Except for the different names, the social software in this world has the same functions.

After Jiang Xinyue swiped the screen to unlock, she saw several messages requesting to add friends.

There are Mu Piaopiao's, Yang Yuxin's, and several classmates in the class.

After all pass, the homing pigeon is very lively.

Yang Yuxin directly pulled her into the class group of Class 9, and then into the Garden Sisters group.

... For this group of names, forgive her for lack of words.

Because Jiang Xinyue gave them the names, so when they chatted, there was no need to worry about being confused.

[Wood fluttering: posting pictures × 1, drooling jpg]

It is served with steaming hot spicy soup with various dishes.

[Mu Piaopiao: Hahaha, while my father and mother are not at home, let's have a good rub. 】

[Yang Yuxin: That thing is boring, not as good as the scallions in my hand. 】

Jiang Xinyue smiled.

Yang Yuxin's father is from the south, and her mother is from the Northeast.

Yang Yuxin looks like her father in appearance and figure, with the delicate and petite southerners.

However, when she spoke, her voice followed her mother's, and her temperament was even more straightforward.

In her words, the biggest regret in her life is that she did not inherit her mother's 1.7-meter-six tall head.

Her father is not short either, 1.8 meters four, otherwise her mother would not like it.

Her younger brother is even more outrageous, a student in the second year of junior high school, who is 1.7 meters five.

Only her, 1.6 meters two!
Proper soft girl height.

Oh, by the way, Jiang Xinyue, a soft girl, is currently 1.6 meters five.

Just measured this year.

Usually the difference of three centimeters between the two is not very obvious, but the medical examination form makes Yang Yuxin, who has a man in his heart, feel ashamed to face the folks and elders.

[Mu Piaopiao: Treasure, what are you doing @小悦]

Jiang Xinyue was found by Aite, and she also sent a message in the group.

[Jiang Xinyue: I just took a shower, so I'm watching the video. 】

[Mu Piaopiao: After all, my parents are not at home. After school tomorrow afternoon, let's go to the pedestrian street behind the school to eat and watch movies! 】

Except that they don't have the sense of urgency that the college entrance examination is approaching, Mu Piaopiao and the others are no different from ordinary high school students. In addition to thinking about where to have fun, they think about where to have fun.

[Yang Yuxin: Yes. 】

Jiang Xinyue didn't refuse either, and the three of them made a video call again and agreed on what to eat, drink and play tomorrow.

In the early morning of the second day, the sky had already broken.

Jiang Xinyue became self-conscious today, and got up early before Aunt Cui came to call her.

After she went downstairs, she didn't see Jiang Zheming and Zhong Yuqi, so it can be seen that they came back very late yesterday.

Sure enough, what Aunt Cui said verified her guess.

"Mr. and Mrs. came back in the early morning. Mr. is very happy to know that you asked him to prepare hangover soup."

Aunt Cui babbled, and brought out a bowl of plain noodles.

Jiang Xinyue smiled and started eating noodles.

"Aunt Cui, I'm going to go shopping and watch a movie with my friends after school today, so you don't need to prepare dinner for me, just tell my parents."

"Hey, okay, then remember to bring your wallet and mobile phone, and don't forget to tell Lao Liu."

Aunt Cui nodded, worrying about Jiang Xinyue's omission, she quickly reminded her.

The old Liu in Aunt Cui's mouth is the driver who picks up Jiang Xinyue.

"Well, I remember, I'm leaving."

While talking, Jiang Xinyue had finished eating noodles and went out with her schoolbag on her back.

Mobile phones are not allowed to be brought into the campus, so Jiang Xinyue put the mobile phone with the driver, and it will be delivered when school is over.

"Floating."

When Jiang Xinyue was about to enter the school gate, she happened to see the girl getting off the motorcycle.

"Xiaoyue, let me introduce you. This is my cousin, Mu Shiyu. Just call me brother like me. Brother, this is my friend, Jiang Xinyue."

Mu Piaopiao's eyes lit up, and she threw herself on Jiang Xinyue.

Mu Shiyu, Ayu? !

Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened, and she looked at the man in front of her seriously.

He is tall and muscular, with a cut-cut hairstyle that is a test of his appearance, and his facial features are deep and correct. His black police uniform gives him a reassuring sense of justice and charm.

In addition to the very similar names and very similar stature.

His temperament and image were very different from the man in her memory who was surrounded by decadence and despair that night.

(End of this chapter)