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Chapter 32

As soon as the final exams were over, Fog Nongnong got busy with the salon ball. It was not an easy task to be in charge of guiding a young and rebellious 16-year-old girl.

Fog Nongnong knows that when 16-year-olds look at the world, they always feel that everything around them is too rustic, only they are the most fashionable, if you have no means to suppress them, the leader will be ridiculed by those girls who are new to the social circle .

She herself used to laugh at her rigid little aunt back then.

Women no matter how old or young, as long as they are beautiful women, they all have a comparative mentality, so even if they are going to meet a girl who is 12 years younger than him, Wu Nongnong feels that he must not lose to the young fruit.

Wu Nongnong chose a small pink and white floral dress, which has the innocence of a girl and the softness of a woman.

Before going out, Wu Nongnong thought about what if she would meet Ning Mo today, so she went back and chose a hairband of the same color as the skirt to tie on her head, very satisfied with her appearance in the mirror.

Thanks to God's blessing, youth has never left her,

On the way there, Wu Nongnong kept praying, hoping that the little girl would be easier to get along with, so that she would not have to worry about it. For such a heartless thing like her, who ever got half of her attention except Lu Yu back then, Wu Nongnong I have always been too lazy to impress people.

It's a pity that things backfired. As soon as the fog entered the hall of Ning's house, he knew that there was a hot potato in front of him.

Xiao Ting is already very young. Although she is only 16 years old, she has no problem with her appearance and figure to choose an elite model.

The most important thing is her long curly hair, which is longer than the foggy hair, and it can be seen that it has been carefully taken care of.

Wu Nongnong remembered Ning Mo's special love for hair, and complained in his heart that Ning Mo didn't even let the little girl's movies go.

"Nong Nong, come, let me introduce you, this is my niece, Xiao Ting." Du Ruo turned around and said to Xiao Ting, "Do you still remember Sister Nong Nong?"

Xiao Ting curled her lips, "Auntie, naturally the one you remember is the one who made Brother Ning Mo run away from marriage, right?"

Du Ruo was embarrassed for a while, and didn't know what to say, but looked at the thick fog with regret.

Wu Nongnong blinked his eyes and smiled faintly, as if he didn't hear it, how could he be as knowledgeable as a little girl.

"Okay, Nongnong, I'll leave Xiaoting to you. I still have a game today." Du Ruo pulled Xiaoting again and said, "Your sister Nongnong is the best waltz dancer that my aunt has seen for so many years." Yes, you should learn from her."

As soon as Du Ruo left, Xiaoting and Wu Nongnong became small-eyed and wide-eyed.

Wu Nongnong knows such a girl, the more you care about her and respect her, the more she will look down on you.

Miss Wu is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she never thought of being a nanny.

If this girl doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and thinks that others will be crying and begging to teach her how to dance, she's totally wrong.

Wu Nongnong simply borrowed an atlas from the study, and studied it carefully as if no one was there.

When the fog was so thick that she almost forgot that there was Xiao Ting around, she called out cheerfully, "Brother Ning Mo." Xiao Ting flew towards Ning Mo, wrapped her arms around Ning Mo's waist and said, "Ning Mo Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

"It's Xiaoting here." Ning Mo smiled so much that Wu Nongnong felt it was an eyesore, but he had never welcomed him this way before, even when he saw him back then, he always smiled.

"You're here too." Ning Mo let go of Xiao Ting, and greeted Wu Nongnong casually.

"Oh, my aunt asked her to be my guide at the ball." Xiao Ting wrinkled her nose, "Brother Ning Mo, actually I don't need anyone to teach me anything, my waltz is better than my teacher." Xiao Ting Hanging Ning Mo's arm, as if to be conjoined twins.

(End of this chapter)