My boyfriend is a decoration worker

Xiaolei didn't expect that the person who opened the door wasn't Fang Ningmo or the handsome guy whom she met in the elevator, but this handsome man, but unfortunately he stuttered, so Xiaolei said impatiently: "I'm looking for Brother Fang. "

An'er stood behind Xiaolei, looked at Wu Fan's nervous expression, and listened to Wu Fan's intermittent questions, and couldn't help laughing. There are people in this world who are more nervous than her. She is so cute. He was not so restrained towards Wu Fan: "Hello, we are looking for Brother Fang, is he there?"

Wu Fan was nervous when he saw the beauty, but he was a careful person. The tall beauty obviously despised him, and the smile of this little chubby girl was not the kind of ridicule he often encountered because of his stammer, but a friendly smile.

Faced with Xiaolei's contempt, Wu Fan did not withdraw, because Xiaolei was beautiful and tall, which was exactly what he liked. On the other hand, this little chubby girl was short and fat. Although she looked good, she really didn't like her. The type, he can guarantee that he will never stutter in front of the little fat girl.

Wu Fan smiled awkwardly, calmed down and said, "Brother Fang...is it Fang Ningmo?...he is...please come in."

Xiaolei didn't even look at Wu Fan, and went straight into the room. An'er nodded politely to Wu Fan and said, "Thank you."

Ning Mo heard the sound of the door in the kitchen. After entering the room, Xiao Lei looked around to find Ning Mo's figure. Seeing Ning Mo coming out of the kitchen, she jumped over with a smile: "Brother Fang, my aunt has something to do and hasn't come back yet. Me and An Can I sit at your house for a while?"

Ning Mo put the dishes on the dining table, clapped his hands and said, "Of course, you can sit wherever you want. The remote control of the TV is on the coffee table. You can do whatever you want."

At this time Wu Fan winked at Ning Mo vigorously, Ning Mo immediately understood what he meant, he coughed twice and said: "Xiao Lei, An'er, let me introduce you, this is my colleague, named Wu Fan, he He is older than you, you can call him Brother Fan."

Wu Fan straightened his back, took a step forward in a personable manner, stretched out his hand to Xiaolei and said, "You...hello,...Xiaolei."

With a smile on her face, Xiaolei stretched out her hand to touch Wu Fan's hand quickly and said, "Hello!"

Wu Fan knew the meaning of Xiaolei's action in his heart, he hated it!But he is cheap, he just likes this kind of tall beauties.

With a gentlemanly demeanor on his face, he shook hands with Ann and said hello.

An'er smiled and gently held Wu Fan's hand and said, "Brother Fan, hello."

Strange, this fat girl's hand feels really good, soft and slippery.

"Hello, An'er." Wu Fan thought in his heart, and sure enough he didn't stutter to the fat girl.

Ning Mo admired Wu Fan's stuttering ability to automatically recognize beautiful women!

At this time, the doorbell rang again, and this time it was undoubtedly Lao Xiao.

Xiaoli was holding a two-year-old boy, and Lao Xiao was carrying a bag of fruit. Seeing the two girls, Xiaoli thought one of them was Wu Fan's girlfriend, and said happily, "Wu Fan, who is yours?" Girlfriend? Let me introduce you to my sister."

Wu Fan patted his head in embarrassment and said, "...No...they are friends of Ning Mo...."

Old Xiao walked over and put his arm on Wu Fan's shoulder and said, "Honey, you know that Wu Fan has lost the chase when you see Wu Fan's awkward speech. Don't mention his sad things."

An'er who was standing on the side laughed softly, Wu Fan glared at Xiao Zhuo, turned around and put his arms in front of Xiao Zhuo's neck and then tightened, strangled Xiao Zhuo's neck and dragged him to the sofa in the living room.

Old Xiao was holding the fruit in his hand, and was strangled by the neck again, almost fell to eat shit: "Wu Fan, you can't beat me, don't say I don't give you face, I..."

"Let's play together, you two, don't destroy public property!" Xiaoli was used to being wild with the boys, and her voice was loud, not soft at all.

Ning Mo took Xiaoli's sons and identified them one by one: "Little Pumpkin, let me introduce you, this is sister Xiaolei, this is sister An'er, this is your mother Lin Li, this is Your father Xiao Zhuo..."

"Momo, did you introduce it like this? It's not serious at all." Xiaoli pinched her son's face and said, "Little Pumpkin, do you think the two sisters are good-looking?"

The little pumpkin twisted Ning Mo's neck, and said with her small face close to Ning Mo's, "It's pretty...Uncle Fang is also pretty."

Ning Mo kissed the little pumpkin: "Uncle Fang is handsome, but the little pumpkin is the most handsome."

"Hi, so your name is Little Pumpkin, can sister give you a hug?" Xiaolei knew how to match her.

Little Pumpkin shook her head vigorously, twisted Ning Mo's neck and refused to let go, saying, "No, I want Uncle Fang to hug me."

"I'm sorry, my son is afraid of life. He likes Momo the most. Every time he sees Momo, he's too lazy to get off him." Xiaoli was afraid that the little girl would be embarrassed, so she could only smooth things over.

"It's okay, kid!" Xiaolei smiled generously, pretending to be okay.

Old Xiao and Wu Fan were still fighting for the remote control of the TV on the sofa. Xiaoli walked over and slapped her husband on the head and said, "How old is she, I still play." Then she lifted Old Xiao onto the single sofa, Waving to the two girls: "Xiao Lei, An'er, come and sit here."

Lao Xiao also understood what his wife meant, An An was sitting on the sofa, and the two girls were too embarrassed to push, so they could only sit with Wu Fan on the three-person sofa in the middle and watch TV quietly.

Xiaoli "arranged" the guests like a hostess, and went to the kitchen to get busy, while Ning Mo was in charge of playing with the little pumpkin.

Xiao Zhuo sat crookedly, with his legs resting on the tea table, as if at home, Wu Fan sat on the edge of the sofa, next to An Er and Xiao Lei, Xiao Lei was of course unwilling to sit close to him, so she could only It was An'er sitting next to Wu Fan, and the three of them sat on the sofa in a straight line. Master Wu couldn't see Xiao Lei, so he naturally felt less nervous.

After the three of them sat down, the sofa obviously sank. Due to the problem of the center of gravity, An'er leaned towards Wu Fan.

An'er is a quiet and gentle girl, giving Wu Fan a peaceful and comfortable feeling. Wu Fan smelled a faint fragrance that belongs to girls only. That kind of fragrance is not the strong perfume smell on Xiaolei's body, but that of An'er's body. The smell, this fat girl's smell is also strange.

An'er was quite serious when watching TV. It was obviously a boring idol drama, but she also watched it with gusto. This fat girl's eyes are big, and her eyelashes are long and thick. When she blinks, she sweeps them up and down like a brush. It's kind of like a doll.

The skin is white and slippery. Although I haven't touched it, it looks really slippery, and I can't even see the pores. And she doesn't wear makeup, unlike Xiaolei next to her who is wearing delicate makeup. I don't know what happened after removing makeup. Look, the way a woman removes makeup is scary.

Wu Fan tilted his upper body slightly, and looked at An'er sideways. This posture is good, so that others will not feel that he is "peeping". Just at this moment, Aner turned his head, and the two of them looked at each other because they were too close. Closer, a bit like looking at each other affectionately, the two suddenly realized something, and bounced back like an instinctive reaction after seeing each other for less than three seconds.

When An'er leaned back, she bumped into Xiaolei, and Xiaolei complained, "What are you doing?"

An'er's face was as red as red, and she didn't know where to put her hands: "It's...it's okay."

Wu Fan's heart was beating rapidly, he must have been frightened by the fat girl just now, he wanted to put his hands down on the sofa to keep his body balanced, but he just put his hands on the back of An'er's hands, and the two of them met again. Bounced away quickly, lowering his head in embarrassment.

Fang Ningmo has been fighting with the little pumpkin and didn't pay attention to the situation here. Lao Xiao is sitting with his back to them and facing the TV. Xiaolei is not in the mood to watch TV after being rejected by the child. She keeps playing with her mobile phone. The situation of empty discharge and dark sparks.

The author has something to say: I always thought Wu Fan was very cute, and An Er would also lose weight.