Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 596 [Extra] It's time for him to report to you

One afternoon, she was lying on the sofa, watching TV to pass the time, but she didn't really see much. From time to time, her eyes would look at the bag she threw on the floor, which contained the item she called garbage. coat.

I really want to throw it from the second floor!

The phone rang, and it was from Wei Xia, a friend who lived with her, and she managed to hold back a little smile.

"Hey, Momo, are you at home?"

"Yes, I have no class in the afternoon."

"Hey, I knew it. Let's go out for dinner tonight. My boyfriend treats me." Wei Xia's voice was very excited, and it was an absolute contrast to An Zimo's forced smile.

"That..." She thought about how to refuse, she didn't want to move at all now.

"Don't say that, didn't you say you want to meet him? Are you a good friend? You want to help me refer to it. We've been dating for a while, so it's time for him to report to you. You are the only roommate in my room. You are beautifully dressed. I'll come back to pick you up later."

Wei Xia didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he hung up the phone.

An Zimo was very helpless, she had joked earlier that Wei Xia's boyfriend was going to be brought back to show to her parent.

But she is really not in the mood today.

So annoying!

Wei Xia is a good friend she met abroad. They have been together for several years, studied together, returned to China together, and lived together after that.

But now that she has a boyfriend, she spends even less time with her.

But even so, when Wei Xia asked her to see her boyfriend, she couldn't refuse anymore, so she got up and poured herself a glass of water, washed her face again, and became more sober.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she has not changed at all for several years. She is used to this kind of herself, and she is used to being content with the status quo.

Wei Xia's so-called dress up is a bit more beautiful, she really doesn't know how to dress up, she doesn't wear makeup, she always wears glasses, what's so good about it.

Her hair was black, shiny and straight, natural without perm or dye. An Zimo looked at herself in the mirror, shrugged her shoulders, and went to change a set of clothes.

Jeans and a white shirt are also common habits.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, anyway, the protagonist is not her, she just needs to be her most ordinary An Zimo.

(End of this chapter)