Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

In Box 8.

Xu Zhihui and He Zhijing sat on one side, and across from her table was Tang Qiqi.

After sitting down, the two people opposite each other did not communicate at all, and they ordered their own food.

Xu Zhihui and He Xiaoer were looking at the menu on the other side, eating without any scruples.

Wang Zhe wanted to say something, but Tang Qiqi didn't even look at him. So he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Both of them felt a little embarrassed.

In silence, I felt a little panicked.

After a moment, Tang Qiqi wanted to find something to say, so she started chatting with He Zhijing.

"Brother-in-law, how did you capture our little Huihui? You may not know that little Huihui used to have a nickname, called 'Mission Nun', which means that she is heartless and unloyal, and she doesn't like men. Everyone thinks that her heart is made of stone."

"You've won over such a woman. Don't say it's not because of your beauty. There's a word called what? It's used to describe people like you. You're the most beautiful woman in the world. You two are so beautiful together. You're a perfect match. Ahaha..."

After saying that, she laughed, picked up the cup and gulped down a sip of water.

Sister...brother-in-law?

The two people on the opposite side were choked by this sudden address.

Xu Zhihui looked up, seeming a little speechless.

This little Qiqi, who is obviously only one month younger than me, is so shameless that she calls herself my elder sister. Moreover, she brought up these old trivial matters, which made her a little embarrassed.

"Really?" He Zhijing was embarrassed for a moment, touched his face, and laughed, "My, my beauty? Is it so effective? I don't think this is the reason. Xiao Huizi is not such a superficial person."

Come to think of it, from her freshman year to graduate school, there were so many handsome men pursuing Xu Zhihui, but none of them caught her eye. Beauty really doesn't work.

Xu Zhihui held her forehead.

No, Xiao Qiqi, what are you thinking? Is it appropriate for you to praise my He Xiaoer like this in front of the person you are introducing to?

I don’t know what Wang Zhe is thinking, but I don’t think he has a good impression of me.

Sure enough, Wang Zhe kept looking at Tang Qiqi sideways, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

After drinking the water, Tang Qiqi secretly glanced to the side, and happened to meet Wang Zhe's eyes, so she quickly looked away.

Wang Zhe sighed inwardly.

He Zhijing caught a key word in Tang Qiqi's words. Miejue Shitai? Heartless and ungrateful? These were not good words, but he loved to hear them and enjoyed them. Hehe, is that really the case? Tsk tsk, Xiao Huizi, so cool.

He is heartless and has no loyalty, except for me.

Tang Qiqi was shocked, then raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you want to know how many points Xiao Huihui gave you? Haha."

Xu Zhihui almost spit out the water and touched her feet under the table with her feet. How could such embarrassing words be said? What he said at the hot pot restaurant that day was just a joke.

He Zhijing looked at Xiao Huizi next to him, and became interested. He asked, "How many points?"

"10 points!"

Tang Qiqi raised ten fingers.

Xu Zhihui had an urge to lift the tablecloth, put her head in it and cover her face.

On the day of the hot pot, the sisters were so excited that they talked about the looks of men. It was just a joke, don't make it seem like a womanizer. Just like when men see a beautiful woman on the street, they sometimes give a score to the woman's looks and figure.

Looking at Xu Zhihui whose face was flushed, He Zhijing chuckled and said, "Xiao Huizi, do you think I have such a high score in your heart? That's fine."

Xu Zhihui forced herself to remain calm and smiled awkwardly, "Mr. He, keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Wang Zhe touched his face and suddenly turned to ask the person beside him: "Ms. Tang, then, how do you think I can score?"

He narcissistically thought that if his cousin could give him a score of 10, he should be able to give him a score of 9, or at least 8? The difference was not big, not big at all.

Xu Zhihui's eyes lit up, and she thought, hey, this is a good opportunity. The best answer should be "equally matched" or "each has its own merits", which is simply a fatal question, right? Just give him 10 points.

Tang Qiqi turned her head to look at him, and after a while, she managed to say, "I can't tell."

Wang Zhe's face darkened instantly. "No...cannot judge? Is...is it that difficult?"

Tang Qiqi rubbed her fingers and murmured, "Yes, it's a little difficult."

Xu Zhihui seemed to see black lines all over Wang Zhe’s forehead.

He Zhijing almost laughed to the point of hurting himself.

Xu Zhihui felt that Xiao Qiqi's emotional quotient had plummeted and had already fallen below the passing line. However, there was also a good side, Tang Qiqi's emotional quotient was inversely proportional to the index of her attraction to someone. In other words, the more she was attracted to someone, the lower her emotional quotient would be.

This is the rule that Xu Zhihui summed up based on Tang Qiqi's past performance. Give it a name, what is this disease called, "love idiocy"? ? Is it that the brain secretes some hormones at this moment, causing blindness and difficulty in distinguishing the other person's appearance? ?

This shows that Wang Zhe is quite interested in her.

Tang Qiqi had been secretly sizing up Wang Zhe from the beginning. He was so handsome. Even if the two men were standing together to compare, Wang Zhe was no worse than Master He in terms of looks and height, right?

……

The two people opposite remained silent.

Xu Zhihui felt that this was not a solution, so she lowered her head and sent a message to He Zhijing under the table, telling him about Tang Qiqi's emotional problems. She pointed out the key point, that Xiao Qiqi was in love with him.

Try to bring them together, there might be hope.

He Zhijing's reply also meant the same thing.

The two of them were talking back and forth, both looking down at their phones and typing away.

Tang Qiqi looked at the two people who were getting along well, with a frown on her face, and said disdainfully: "Hey, you two are right next to each other, there's no need to text and chat, right?"

Xu Zhihui looked up and smiled, "Little Qiqi, be good, there's something going on."

"cut."

Tang Qiqi pouted.

After a while, her cell phone vibrated. She looked down and saw a message from Xu Zhihui who was sitting across the table from her.

Hmm? What are we playing?

Xu Zhihui: "Xiao Qiqi, Wang Zhe is pretty good, very handsome, and very graceful. Do you like him? If you like him, don't be scared, sister."

Tang Qiqi also lowered her head and typed a reply: "Oh my god, Wang Zhe is quite handsome. No, I get a little nervous when I see him, what should I do?"

Xu Zhihui: "Don't panic. You can't let me down at the critical moment. Otherwise, you can add me as a friend and chat with me through messages."

Tang Qiqi: “???”

Wang Zhe saw that the three of them were typing on their phones. Tang Qiqi next to him was typing very fast. He was a little upset. You three left me here and chatted on your phones. What's going on?

After a while, his phone also vibrated. He looked and saw that it was a message from He Zhijing on the other side.

He Zhijing: "Wang Zhe, Tang Qiqi is our good friend. You see, she is very beautiful and has a cheerful and lively personality. The purpose of this dinner tonight is to introduce her to you. What do you think?"

Wang Zhe: "Brother Jing, forget it, she is not interested in me."

He Zhijing: "Just tell me whether you like it or not?"

Wang Zhe glanced at the side again. Tang Qiqi was still playing with her mobile phone with her head down. The soft light shone on her fair face. Her profile was beautiful, her jawline was nice, and her lips were rosy and attractive.