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"This, this, this—"

Like a little follower, Zhao Yimian took off all the clothes that Zhou Haiwen ordered, and hugged them in her arms. After a while, she had a pile full of them in her hands.

Over there, Hu Yu opened the curtain of the changing room and walked out happily, "How about this dress—"

His eyes fell on Zhao Yimian's thick stack of clothes, and the smile suddenly froze on her face.

Zhao Yimian cast a look at her that I couldn't help.

"Six points, it's okay." Zhou Haiwen scanned Hu Yu's clothes up and down with critical eyes, nodded her chin to Zhao Yimian, and motioned her to send all the clothes to Hu Yu.

Zhao Yimian sent the clothes into the changing room with sympathetic eyes.

Hu Yu whispered, "Help me."

Zhao Yimian patted her arm, and said in a sympathetic voice, "I can do it myself."

What kind of a whirlwind did you get in your head to call this young lady out to buy you clothes?

It's fine if you have a convulsion, but you still hurt me?

In a store, there were almost all the clothes that could catch the eyes of the eldest lady. Zhou Haiwen sat down calmly and waited for Hu Yu, who was changing clothes in the dressing room. Seeing that she finally stopped, Zhao Yimian breathed a sigh of relief. He took the initiative to say: "What do you want to drink, let me buy milk tea?"

"Original milk tea, no pearls, three-point sugar, thank you." Zhou Haiwen raised her finger, signaling her to go back quickly.

Zhao Yimian asked Hu Yu again through the curtain, "Xiaoyu, do you want milk tea or not? What do you want to drink?"

"Drink—" Hu Yu's voice was excited, "Yangzhi nectar, whole sugar and ice!"

"OK, I'll go buy it right away. There is a milk tea shop on the fourth floor. Wait for me for a while. If you haven't come back after trying it, remember to send me a message."

The fourth and fifth floors of the shopping mall are all restaurants and restaurants, which are places to eat anyway.

Among them, there are at least four or five milk tea shops. Zhao Yimian, who has no preference for milk tea, finds it difficult to go upstairs.

Which milk tea to buy here...

When she saw a lot of people, she disliked the long queues, and when she saw that there were few family members, she felt that the taste was not very good. When I was looking at choosing one at random, my eyes suddenly fell on a couple who were queuing up.

Zhao Yimian subconsciously dodged behind a pillar, and then poked his head out to look out.

It was Chen Xiangyu and Xin Yaxin.

The latter was wearing a red plaid skirt, while the former was wearing a red plaid shirt. At first glance, it looked like a hot-selling couple outfit of a certain treasure. The two were holding a candied haws, and you were feeding each other. They are more clingy than the 25 or [-]-year-old couple next to them, and their eyes are full of affection. Anyone who sees them will say "good couple" - provided they don't know the inside story.

Zhao Yimian lowered her head and sent a message in the group, asking, "Is Jiang Wenhui divorced?"

Bi Xiumin replied quickly, "Why did Mianmian think of asking this?"

Zhao Yimian glanced again, and found that Chen Xiangyu and the two didn't seem to notice her, took out her mobile phone, secretly took an intimate photo, and posted it to the group, "I saw it when I was buying milk tea, they were upright and acted like no one else, I thought that Chen Xiangyu had rekindled his old relationship with Jiang Wenhui because he divorced Jiang Wenhui."

"Tsk, you're quite courageous, and you can play well. Oh, don't worry about other people's affairs. You should avoid them, so as not to run into trouble. Jiang Wenhui can bear it herself. Why do we care so much? Buy you Go for the milk tea!"

Zhou Haiwen gave orders in the group.

Zhao Yimian said honestly, "Oh, let's go."

She changed direction and decided to go to the milk tea shop on the other side.

The queue at the milk tea shop on the other side was also constantly queuing, Zhao Yimian was looking for where the end of the line was, glanced away, then froze in place again, with a sound of "shit", quickly found a place to hide.

"Fuck, shit, shit--" Zhao Yimian's heart was about to jump when he thought of the person he saw just now.

Isn't that Li Junbo?Who is that woman with a slightly protruding belly next to him?

relative?friend?What kind of relatives and friends would let other men gently touch their stomachs?

Did she offend any god today, and ran into such a wonderful and exciting thing when she went out.

Zhao Yimian swallowed her saliva, she felt that this was something she couldn't bear, so she took out her mobile phone and secretly took an intimate photo of the two of them, hesitated for a while, and created a new group, including everyone except Bi Xiumin. The other five people in the dormitory were all pulled in.

"Sisters, something serious happened!"

Zhou Haiwen: "...is that why you haven't bought milk tea yet?"

Zhao Yimian felt wronged for herself, "How can I buy it? Over there are Chen Xiangyu and Xin Yaxin, and here is Li Junbo. It would be embarrassing for me to be seen by anyone."

Hu Yu asked in surprise: "Mianmian, are you possessed by the God of Gossip today? Can you hit me like this?"

Zhao Yimian: "What should I do now, I'm afraid!"

Even if Li Junbo's hands touched the woman's stomach, she didn't dare to rush forward to slap Xiu Min.

What if he is not a mistress, but his relatives and friends?

Although the action is a bit more intimate, maybe some families are like this...

"Don't panic, just take a few more pictures and talk about it when you come back. Let's find a way together."

Zhou Haiwen reassured, "Don't let people see it, come down immediately after shooting."

At this time, Mu Sibai in the group suddenly said, "Mianmian, can you take a picture of the woman's face?"

"No problem," Zhao Yimian suddenly became excited, "Sibai Xueba, is there any program that can identify this woman's identity through her face? Then can we check her room opening record or something?"

There was no reply for a long time, Zhao Yimian only thought that Mu Sibai was busy, and excitedly went to be a paparazzi, no, I went to take pictures, the shopping mall was full of people, Li Junbo was not very familiar with her, Zhao Yimian was in that kind of scanning collar The gift place asked for a fan, pretended to be taking a selfie, and snapped all the intimate moves of the two, and also recorded a small video and sent it to the group.

In the video, the man lifts the woman's curly hair and whispers in her ear with an intimate attitude.

The woman stroked her belly slightly, with a smile on her face as she was about to become a mother.

Zhao Yimian sent the video to the group, waiting to be praised, Hu Yu, Zhou Haiwen, and Yu Yue who didn't know when it will be online, had already scolded people next to each other, and Mu Sibai was slowly Come late and said: "...I know about this matter."

This tone always makes people's heart tremble.

Zhao Yimian, who is always sensitive to written information, patted Mu Sibai, "...Sibai?"

Mu Sibai replied: "I'm Xiumin."

Zhao Yimian sat down on the chair.

It’s over.

……

"Didn't you say you want to eat the hot and sour noodles on the second floor of the school? Let's go."

Mu Sibai, who took off his white coat and changed into another outfit, came out of the dormitory and took the things from Bi Xiumin's hand.

Seeing her distraught look, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Bi Xiumin forced a smile and apologized, "Sibai, I'm sorry, I checked your phone just now."

Mu Sibai clicked on the screen, and found the crazy roar in the column of WeChat: "Xiu Min, Xiu Min, don't think about it! Maybe they are just friends!"

"Where are you now, we'll come right over!"

"With Si Bai? At school?"

After reading the previous message, Mu Sibai probably had an idea of ​​what had happened. She replied a message, telling others that after Bi Xiumin was here, she raised her head and asked calmly, "Do you still eat hot and sour rice noodles?" Is it? I'm a little hungry."

Bi Xiumin gritted her teeth and said: "Eat, why not eat."

The proprietress who runs the hot and sour noodle shop in the cafeteria recognized the two of them and she was very enthusiastic, "Hey, it's been a long time since I've seen you come to my place to make noodles. Where's the very obedient sister in your dormitory? Why didn't you come today?"

What she asked was Zhao Yimian.

Zhao Yimian is well-behaved, she is especially liked by the elders, and she is a foodie who never refuses to come. Basically, the bosses in the canteens in the school who are a little better in craftsmanship are quite familiar with her.

"She should be here in a while, and I'll give her some when she comes."

The proprietress said: "If you want it, you sit down and take the chopsticks by yourself. If you want kimchi, pick it up yourself."

The hot and sour noodles came quickly.

In the bowl made of earthenware, there is a bowl of powder, and a layer of red chili oil is sprinkled on the powder. When it is stirred gently, the rich sour taste will be diffused, and it will penetrate into the nose forcefully.

This is a delicacy that everyone in dormitory 606 quite likes.

Cheap and delicious, many group gatherings have been chosen in this small hot and sour noodle shop, served with a bowl of authentic hot and sour noodle, sweating profusely and heartily.

Mu Sibai didn't say anything more, picked up the chopsticks, and started to eat.

The same is true for Bi Xiumin, she is not afraid of being hot, and puts hot and sour powder into her mouth in big mouthfuls.

The rising mist of hot and sour powder covered her eyes, and she raised her hand to rub it, and tears fell down in a flash.

Adults even cry silently.

Mu Sibai didn't look up, the customers in the small shop came and went, no one noticed what happened in this corner, Bi Xiumin cried while eating, her lips were flushed by the hot and sour powder, and there was a faint taste in her stomach from the hot and sour powder. She was in pain, and she sniffed, feeling as if her chest was being pressed by a hydraulic column, which was being squeezed down hard, constantly squeezing her few breathing spaces.

A package of papers was pushed down in front of her.

Without looking up, Bi Xiumin said, "Thank you."

Mu Sibai's attitude remained the same as before, "You're welcome."

……

By the time Zhao Yimian and Zhou Haiwen arrived at the school cafeteria, Bi Xiumin had already settled down, but her eyes were still a little red, and her nose was also red. When she saw Zhao Yimian and the others, she smiled slightly, "Just now the lady boss was still talking about my sleep. Why didn't Mian come, the three of you haven't eaten yet? What are you eating?"

Zhao Yimian looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds, but he didn't ask first. Hearing her question, he sat down and said, "Let's have a bowl of hot and sour noodles, and a fried banana."

Zhou Haiwen and Hu Yu, also full of doubts, started to eat.

After they finished eating, Bi Xiumin touched her stomach reluctantly, and said suddenly: "Choose a time, and you guys will accompany me to make this child."

pat.

Zhao Yimian was so frightened that the chopsticks fell to the ground.