Lu Ziqun breathed a sigh of relief, but it was a distraction. The atmosphere just now was too heavy, and she shouldn't have mentioned other people's sad things, she was embarrassed to death.
"Sun Yurong said he would come together, so he probably won't regret it." Lu Ziqun was not quite sure.
"When the time comes, I will force it again. Sun Yurong will die to save face, so he will definitely not be able to resist." Song Hongye was confident.
The four of them suddenly looked at each other and smiled. The shared hatred at the moment made them feel as if they had returned to their college days, as if there was a period of time before, when they all rejected Sun Yurong.
This woman is really annoying as always!
That day finally came, Ye Qingqing was inexplicably excited, feeling like she was going to the battlefield. She got up early in the morning to dress up, and changed into a set of clothes. So grand.
"You help me pick, which one looks better, I'm dazzled."
Ye Qingqing had to ask Lu Mo for help.
"Who are you going to see?"
Lu Mo was confused. He refused to exercise with him early in the morning. He chose clothes for more than half an hour. What are you going to do?
"The class reunion, it's the **** I told you last time, it's too shameless, we decided to vent our anger on Lu Ziqun's behalf, we have to dress up pretty at night, to suppress the morale of that Sun Yurong, you help me choose Well, I have to get my hair done in a while, time is running out!"
Ye Qingqing couldn't help but act like a spoiled child. The clothes on the bed were piled up like a hill. Lu Mo looked at his watch. It's delicious, it's a waste of good morning light for a scumbag.
"It's only seven o'clock, so early..."
Lu Mo grabbed Ye Qingqing and pulled Ye Qingqing onto the bed. His eyes became hot. In such a beautiful morning, he should do some good exercise to be worthy of the good spring.
"Oh...I still have to try on clothes, don't make trouble..."
"I'll pick it out for you in a while, and it will definitely overwhelm the crowd."
Ye Qingqing was teased so that her whole body became weak, she was panting, her mind couldn't think anymore, so she had to compromise, "It's okay."
"Well, it's a matter of words."
...
The spring in the room was brighter than the outside, Ye Qingqing was so tired that she didn't want to move, she kicked the first person a few times.
"Get me some clothes."
Ye Qingqing glared at her and didn't want to move her fingers, but when she thought of the party at night, she regained her energy and climbed down to try on clothes. Lu Mo picked out a random piece of clothes from the pile of clothes, without looking at them, and stuffed them into Ye Qingqing's clothes. Qingqing, "This one must look good."
"Really?" Ye Qingqing looked suspiciously at the lavender cake dress in her hand. It was a beautiful dress that could be worn as a regular dress or at a banquet.
But she doesn't like wearing light-colored clothes too much. The tag of this dress has not been pulled yet. It should have been bought for her by Lu Mo or Miao Tianxiang. She has a bunch of new clothes in her closet, which are basically others. Sent.
If she buys it herself, she usually chooses red or black, navy blue and other colors. She likes dark colors.
And this skirt in her hand feels like a little girl wearing it. She is in her thirties. Wearing this kind of skirt seems to be tender.
Lu Mo nodded affirmatively, "It must be beautiful."
Ye Qingqing put it on dubiously. The size was just right, neither too big nor too small, and it fit very well. The upper body effect was also very good, and the fairy air was fluttering, but she still felt that she was pretending to be tender.