Breaking up, No Joke

It is a big event in the new southwest that the two families of Baisu form a family, because this not only represents a big step for the current foundation of the Bai family, but also stands behind an unshakable tree behind the Bai family. .

The Su family got nothing less than the Bai family in this marriage, but their family is always habitually low-key because of the sensitivity of the Su’s career.

Therefore, outsiders do not quite understand what the Su family has learned in this marriage, and the Su family naturally cannot disclose it.

Closer to home, return to the engagement banquet.

Both guests invited by Baisu were not rich and expensive, so when they were at the party that night, the guests on the scene were very expensive and dazzling.

Male and handsome women, Chinese clothing feast.

Bai Yu stood on the 20th floor of the tall building, his hands on the railings looking down, looking lazy.

The small watermelon stood on one side, and the curious probe looked down and said, “Hey, what are you looking at?”

“Their clothes are very beautiful.” Bai Yu lamented.

The clothes worn by these people are all beautiful like peacocks. It looks like a white suit on his body. It looks good, but it can’t be the most dazzling star in the crowd.

The small watermelon mouth shouted “Dangdang”, then turned around in front of Bai Yu and said: “My clothes are also very good.”

Bai Yu nodded, not much to evaluate.

The little watermelon was somewhat lost when it was not praised. He pulled the trousers of Labo and said, “What do you want to do?”

Bai Yu said faintly: “I wonder why their clothes are so bohemian.”

Xiao watermelon said with a smile: “But our clothes are good.”

Bai Yu was curious. “Where do you think it is good?”

“Grandma said that we are parent-child, only we have it.” Little watermelon said on the tiptoe.

Bai Yu glanced at the crowd on the first floor, then took a small watermelon to find Song Shiyi.

At the beginning of the dinner, Bertrand spoke to the father, and Suyjun, wearing a white tube top dress, took Bertrand’s arm and happily leaned his head on the shoulder of the latter, his face full of sweetness.

Bai Yu sat down and talked with Song when he bit his ear.

The Song family’s parents were also invited. When they appeared, the small watermelon was pulled by the two old people who were eager to see him.

Song mother loved the cute little watermelon, but she seemed to have something to worry about. From time to time, she looked at Bai Yu’s direction. When Bai Yu looked at her, she panicked her eyes back.

Bai Yu is very puzzled: “Your mom is not interesting to me.”

Song Shizhen took a meal of food, and then, if nothing happened, a piece of chicken was given to Bai Yu, and gentle: “Don’t be elders, eat well.”

Bai Yu smiled and looked at the chicken neck in his bowl. He wondered if Song Shizhen was deliberately embarrassing him because he knew he didn’t like chicken neck.

However, except for the chicken neck chicken head, the chicken buttocks are all like to eat.

The small watermelon and the father of Song get along very well. The grandson and the two have not seen a significant increase in the number of topics for a while, and the mother of Song is obviously left out by these two people and is excluded.

Because she wanted to interject her whole process, but she couldn’t insert her mouth completely, and she was very anxious.

Bai Bolang finished speaking on the stage, and then with Su Yijun brought a glass of wine to worship the Song family parents, Bai Yu took the opportunity to pick up the glass, was about to kill, but was stopped by the Song Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, he used his eyes to stop him: he exceeded the standard today.

Bai Yu licked his mouth and waited until Bo Bolang took Su Yijun to them. He took the tea and replied.

Su Yijun is a gentle and beautiful woman. She is full of intellectual beauty. She wears a long white dress, her long hair is rolled up, and her facial features are more beautiful. She grinned: “Bei Yu, I have seen you.” TV, continue to cheer.”

Bai Yu’s face was red, he just drank, so no one saw that he had a blush and said, “Thank you for your nephew.”

Boblan and Song Shizhen clink the action of the meal, and then if nothing happens to drink the wine, cover up the bitterness of the heart.

In the Song Dynasty, his eyes were dark, and there was no trace of the sideways. He watched Bai Bolang look at Bai Yu’s line of sight.

Party Bertrand: “…”

Song Jiazhen is a monk who is good at cultivating the corner of the wall.

Bai Yu drinking tea, two new people drinking, actually no one has taken the initiative to persuade Bai to drink.

The engagement banquets of Bertrand and Suyjun invited a lot of friends, so there was not much time to talk to Bai Yi, and I chatted with the next table with a few words.

The hotel’s food was delicious, and Bai Yu’s mouth had not stopped.

Song Shi Emei: “When you eat bowl of rice, don’t patronize soup and eat.”

Bai Yu was a little drunk, and smacked in the ear of Song Shizhen whispered: “You know, you can’t eat when you eat a wedding banquet, or your stomach is full, how can you eat it and eat it back?”

“…” Song Shizhen guessed that Bai Yu should be really drunk, and said: “This hotel is your home.”

Bai was shocked, looked around, looked left and right, and then nodded. “It’s really, what do you come to eat at my house?

Quickly spit it out. ”

Song Shizhen determined that he was just joking with himself and said, “Give you three minutes to hang up.”

Bai Yu stood up and walked slowly toward the bathroom. He had to pee for five minutes. How to give him three minutes of jokes when he was awake.

Bai Yu ran to the bathroom. At this moment, everyone was eating and toasting in the hall. It was so busy, so there was no one in the bathroom.

Go to the urinal and pull the zipper open to the water.

Putting the water in half, Bai Yu’s side came by alone.

Bai Yu side, there are several empty urinals here, how this person is standing next to himself.

Standing next to Bai Yu is a handsome uncle, who accepts Bai Yu’s side in a frank manner, then bows his head and glances at Bai’s squatting, “snapping”.

Bai Yu’s self-esteem was hurt by the “啧” of the person who received it. When he refused to accept the loss, he glanced at the other’s knees, and suddenly took the second child back silently and ran to wash his hands silently.

Uncle Shuai also seems to feel that his behavior has easily hurt the self-respect of young people. After releasing the water, he came over and took a shot of Bai Yu’s shoulder. He was trying to comfort him, but he was stopped by the eyes of Bai Yu’s murder.

Bai Yu: “You didn’t wash your hands.”

His gaze stared at the handsome uncle’s hand on his shoulder.

Uncle Shu handsomely took back his hand, washed his hands quickly, and then left.

The last person in the bathroom was finally gone, and it was only slowly and gently combing the slightly messy hair in the mirror.

When Song Shizhen saw that Bai Yu had left for too long, he did not feel relieved. He put down the chopsticks and went into the bathroom. As a result, he saw a scene of narcissism in the mirror.

Bai Yu said with a self-conscious attitude: “I am because of work reasons, so I have developed a good habit of keeping an eye on my image. Can you understand me?”

Song Shizhen’s nod of perfunctory, “My older brother is coming, just in the rest room, he wants to see you.”

Parker warned: “It won’t be a banquet.”

Said, Bai Yu consciously gave up the act of looking in the mirror, came over and walked with Song Shiyi sideways.

Song Shizhen took Bai Yu to a box at the end of the corridor and knocked at the door.

“Come in.” The thick and low voice is full of majestic sounds.

Bai Yu finished the whole clothes, and some of them stood in the back of the Song Dynasty.

Song Shiyi pushed the door open, then sideways, revealing the cypress behind him, “Big Brother.”

Bai Yu: “…”

Inside the box, a man who looks very similar to Song Dad sat on the sofa. On his knee, there was a book called “Huaguo Liao Zhai”. The man’s eyebrows are very similar to Song Shiyi, but they have more mature men’s temperament than the former.

This is a very handsome and temperament man.

Bai Yu looked at Song Shizhen, who was no longer a protective umbrella. He wanted to go forward and say hello, and his hand was held by Song Shiyi.

The man is supporting him silently.

Bai Yu’s heart is bottomed out. “Big brother, I am Bai Yu.”

Song’s eldest brother, Song Jun’s mouth, looks like a parent who likes to play Mawei in the first meeting and says, “Well, do you like to read this book?”

Bai Yu fixed his eyes and nodded. “Generally, I only watched a little.”

“This is a very good pastime, rich in content, suitable for you young people to read.” Song Jun put the book on his knees, and then handed it to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu: How can I send a book to my brother’s lover when I meet for the first time? I have to give a red envelope.

Song Jun took out a big red envelope from the inside and handed it to Bai Yu. The tone was cold but a little gentle: “Your identity is not suitable for making your relationship public, so you can only be wronged.”

“This is a meeting for you, don’t give up.” Song Jun said.

Bai Yu took over the red envelope. Since Song Jun has said this to a certain extent, he does not seem to be too ignorant if he does not accept the red envelope.

Moreover, he is quite curious about how big the red envelope that Song Big Brother will pack for himself.

When I received the red envelope, Bai Yu squeezed it, a card?

Song Jun said: “Right, where is the small watermelon?”

“On the side of my parents.” Song Shiyi answered.

Song Jun took a look at the young couple, very intimate to leave a space for the two, out of the box to find Song Dad Song Ma.

After Song Jun left, Bai Yu took the red envelope and opened it. He found that it was really a card, and he looked at Song Shiyi.

Song Shiyi said faintly: “This is the deputy card of Big Brother, I am giving you.”

“do you have?”

“Yes.” Song Shiyi nodded. “But it was not used after high school.” Because he started making money himself.

“If I take this card to explode, will he hate me, and even reduce my impression?”

Song Shizhen shook his head. “The big brother’s deputy card has a daily maximum credit card limit.”

“Then I can’t give up this decision. This is my meeting.” Bai Yu put the card in his pocket, and then opened another meeting ceremony, “Huaguo Liaozhai Chuan”, and closed it with a few eyes.

Bai Yu: “…how is this a classical Chinese, even a translation?”

He remembers that the “Huaguo Liao Zhai Chuan” that he bought on the shopping online has a classical style and a vernacular translation.

Song Shiyi glanced at him, knowing what he was entangled in, but he did not have the heart to attack him.

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