Top stars live opposite the door

Chapter 3 The Little Fresh Meat Who Lives on His Face
After An Xizi returned home, he immediately rushed into the bathroom and put hot water on it.

After removing her makeup, she soaked in the bathtub, and didn't walk out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe until one o'clock in the morning.

Thinking of what happened at the airport today, I lost all sleepiness in an instant.

She is such a talented goddess, but she can't compare to a little fresh meat who relies on her face for food?
Fuck, beep the dog.

He went to the balcony and silently lit a cigarette.It's not that I'm addicted to cigarettes, I just feel that smoking can relax me a little.

An Xizi lives in Linjing Community, Building A of the four luxury residential buildings along the riverside.The floor is not high, only four floors.

It just so happened that she lived on the fourth floor.

It is a good location to overlook the night view of the Oriental Pearl Tower.

...

A hand with burgundy nails taps the soot.

Immediately afterwards, circles of smoke slowly exhaled from the red lips.

The slender and fair legs overlap lazily and charmingly, swaying back and forth.An Xizi reclined on the hanging chair, like a baby sleeping in a cradle.

Until the third cigarette was snuffed out in the ashtray, she raised her eyes and got up, walking towards the bed.

No sleep for one night.

...

"Baby, you trust me. It's really the last time, she is relying on me on purpose. "

Yi Yan on the phone made a promise in a flustered tone.

But the fact is, An Xizi has heard this sentence countless times, so now he doesn't have the patience to argue with Yi Yan.

There was no reply, and he hung up the phone directly.

Yi Yan is An Xizi's boyfriend, although the two have been together for three years.But to An Xizi, it was like taking care of a child.

Later, An Xizi felt that since Yi Yan was a game anchor, it was okay to be more playful.

Therefore, be humble everywhere.

But Yi Yan went too far, becoming ambiguous with the female anchor and female fans around him.

Every time an ambiguous netizen came to him, he begged An Xizi, the real girlfriend, to help him with the aftermath.

This is the third time.

But An Xizi still went, driving his little red Martha.

As soon as she walked into the coffee shop, everyone looked at her hotly.

She was wearing a white hip-wrapping slim suspender skirt, and casually put on an indigo Korean suit jacket, which made her look more charming.

Compared with girls of the same age who are 22, they are more mature.

I saw a sweet-looking girl sitting by the window waving at me, and walked over in high heels.

After sitting down, the waiter approached with a smile on his face and asked, "Hi, would you like something to drink?"

An Xizi didn't politely ask the girl opposite her what she wanted to drink, and ordered two cappuccinos with a cold tone.

The girl first smiled awkwardly, then looked at An Xizi and said sweetly, "Hello, sister An, my name is Ji Xiaobei."

An Xizi didn't put down his phone until the waiter brought the coffee.Then he raised his eyes lazily and lightly, and took a look at her.

Picking up the coffee spoon with slender hands, he absently stirred the cappuccino in front of him.

Looking up again, meeting Shang Ji Xiaobei's gaze, a few traces of sarcasm and disdain flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"How old are you?"

Ji Xiaobei narrowed his eyes, and replied in a whiny tone, "Nineteen."

An Xizi picked up the coffee gracefully and took a sip, then asked in a gentle tone, "Go to college."

Ji Xiaobei nodded obediently.Almost the moment he lowered his eyes again, a bank card appeared in front of him.

She couldn't help being slightly stunned, staring blankly at the bank card, not knowing what was going on.

In the next second, a cool voice sounded.Even if you don't look up to see the expression of the speaker, you can still see his dignity and glamor in the voice.

"There is 10 yuan in the card. For you as a student, it is enough for you to pack yourself well and find a better person."

　I suddenly remembered chatting with my girlfriend's milk dog brother a few days ago.

　　He called my sister when he came up
　　I said, am I very old?You call me sister?

　　He quickly changed his words and called his sister
　　I said, am I very tea?You call me sister?
　　A few seconds later, he sent back a message: Female Bodhisattva, what's the matter with you?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)