"Aunt, you will know that I am older."
It’s not Meng’s mother who hit Gu Beibei, but telling the truth.
"Your face looks like a 30-year-old face, and Xiao Ran looks like a 20-year-old face. There can be no mistake."
Meng’s mother is very confident, of course, because she read the newspaper at home and pulled it out of Gao Shenran’s family background
Twenty-four-year-old G city people are three years younger than 27-year-old Gu Beibei.
Being run by age on Gu Beibei, she won’t get angry, but she blinks and pulls a pair of brown curly hair. "Because people are taking the road of light mature women."
Meng qingluo ""
To be a slut is to be a slut. It’s just a mess to say something about a young mature woman.
"What will Xiao Ran drink? I’ll make tea for you myself." Gu Beibei’s red lips and dark eyelashes are even more slender when her eyes are slightly narrowed.
She doesn’t know anything about Gao Shenran’s deeds, but she has read some stories in the newspaper intermittently. The inexplicable intimacy before and after meeting people makes her like this quiet and strong girl very much.
"Can I have fruit tea?"
Whether it’s Longjing Tieguanyin or Pu ‘er Gaoshenran, he doesn’t know tea or have tea habits, so don’t talk nonsense. The tea maker thinks it’s no use making a good tea.
Gu Beibei stare blankly for a while and then smile curved eyes scorching eye-catching.
"Of course, I like your honesty."
Glancing at Meng’s mother, she should be as good as herself. The more real she is, the easier it is to win the favor of this middle-aged loving mother.
Gu Beibei got up. "Your family will talk. I’ll be back soon."
It’s better for Meng Qingzhuo not to come back.
The mouth asked, "What about me? What are you going to give me to drink?"
Gu Beibei winked at Gao Shenran and said, "Chrysanthemum tea is suitable for your mood."
Meng qingluo ""
This dirty woman really knows him.
Soon Gu Beibei brought a cup of fruit tea, two plates of cakes and a pot of Longjing after the rain.
It is said that chrysanthemum tea is a fire, but Longjing is Meng Qingzhuo’s favorite. Since everyone has come to her, it is impossible not to bring him good tea to present a treasure.
"Authentic Shifeng Old Well was picked in its own mountain the other day, and even the tea water was brought back from the eyes of the mountain spring, so it touched you."
Meng Qingzhuo plays dead and doesn’t talk when drinking tea.
Gu Beibei’s hearty smile is from childhood to childhood. Meng Qing’s big friend dislikes running on her and making random boyfriends, but whenever she needs help, he rarely refuses her.
Even if I look at Gao Shenran again, I feel like Meng Qinglong. I really like it more and more.
After Gu Beibei left, Meng’s mother Gao Shenran was left.
Meng’s mother is the most loving and childlike elder in Meng Qingzhuo’s circle. She exudes maternal brilliance, is patient with the children and will not be overbearing, treating each and every one of them as a true friend and family.
All people don’t like Gu Beibei, and their two generations have a good friendship, because from the appearance, Meng’s mother predicted that Gu Beibei was a good boy.
This is also the reason why she chose this teahouse in Gu Beibei because there are many choices today.
Meng Qingzhuo didn’t object. Naturally, he understood his mother’s mind. Many times, the mother and the child shared the same mind.
Except this time, of course.
Because Meng’s mother thought for a long time and still didn’t straighten out her thinking, how did Gao Shenran change from a boy to a beautiful girl?
"Xiao Ran, are you a real girl?"
If it’s not a natural girl, is it true that my son changed sex when she didn’t know it
Then if it is so kind, Meng’s mother doesn’t know how to oppose them together.
And because she didn’t want her old father and husband to be furious, she should find them first to explore the bottom, and the goal should be achieved.
Meng’s mother than entangled this moment sincerely lamented that soft-hearted women were really not suitable for chorus bad face.
"Aunt, I’m sorry to upset you." Gao Shenran is also a person with soft eyelids, and it’s hard to watch a charity belle struggle with her.
She shook her fist and explained, "When I was a child, everyone liked boys better, and they all said that boys were easy to feed, so they regarded me as a boy."
Gao Shenran made it clear that the clouds are light and the wind is light on the surface, but there are quite a few points that can’t stand scrutiny.
However, Meng’s mother has to make sure that she is a girl, and she can rest assured and go home for a job. She has not studied it carefully.
No matter what the truth is, whether the child’s past real experience is happy or unhappy has to wait until she is willing to tell the whole story, so she should listen carefully.
"So long, why didn’t you say so earlier?"
Meng’s mother secretly rejoiced that her family’s worries finally didn’t happen and she was in a good mood.