Zhang Moyan almost didn't recognize the tall and straight man standing at the door with two fingers hooked on the backpack behind him.
After not seeing each other for more than ten days, Xiao Xingyu had grown some stubble and looked much more mature. He was now wearing a loose gray cotton collarless tie top, a white shirt, vertical striped wide-leg casual pants, and a pair of black leather shoes. He exuded a sexy and charming aura, so fashionable that people would get rheumatism at a glance.
Xiao Xingyu's outfit made Zhang Moyan's efforts today gain a little respect. If she opened the door and saw Xiao Xingyu wearing a dirty T-shirt and sweatpants, she would feel somewhat neglected or lacking in ceremony.
Of course, Xiao Xingyu was also stunned by her the first time he saw her. The two of them glued their eyes to each other like a magnet with super strong magnetic force, and sparks of electricity burst out in the air.
"Xingyu..." Zhang Moyan's face flushed and she shrank her shoulders when she was stared at. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a head popping out from behind Xiao Xingyu. The petite Meng Xiaoya was waving her hand and was about to say hello, but when she saw Zhang Moyan, she immediately became speechless, with only a pair of black, clear eyes blinking non-stop.
Zhang Moyan was so scared that she almost had a heart attack!
Why is Ms. Meng here... Just when I thought of this, steady footsteps were heard on the stairs, and Xiao Weizhou came up like a workhorse carrying Xiao Xingyu's suitcase!
"Yaya..." Xiao Weizhou was about to speak, but when he looked up, he was stunned and immediately turned his face away and started coughing violently.
sky!
Why are Xiao Xingyu's parents here?
Zhang Moyan was petrified on the spot, goosebumps of embarrassment crawling from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. The whole world was falling apart, and thunder was rumbling all around.
Meng Xiaoya was wearing a lavender dress, looking elegant and generous; Xiao Weizhou was wearing a blue shirt and black trousers, looking decent and dignified; compared with their family of three, her cool shorts were really stupid and speechless!
"Sorry," Zhang Moyan quickly covered her chest with one hand, "I'm going to change my clothes!"
"Second elder, please stop looking so inexperienced!" Xiao Xingyu smiled as he handed the bag to Meng Xiaoya, took off his coat, and covered Zhang Moyan's body with it.
As he hugged her and turned to go into the house, he said to his parents who gave birth to him and raised him in a very disgusted tone: "Now you know how much of a hindrance it is for you to follow me, right? You two want to go on a date and do whatever you want, but you have to use me as a tool!"
Sure enough, the way to relieve embarrassment is to make others more embarrassed.
Zhang Moyan was like a soulless doll in Xiao Xingyu's arms, being carried forward by him. Looking back, she saw Ms. Meng's surprised expression, which instantly turned into a standard smile.
"It's okay, Mo Yan. I totally understand! We went through this when we were young, and it was beautiful!"
Meng Xiaoya and Xiao Weizhou walked in tacitly, completely ignoring Zhang Moyan's despair and Xiao Xingyu's ridicule.
"Auntie, you don't need to change your shoes." Even as her soul was scattered, Zhang Moyan did not forget to greet her.
This made Xiao Xingyu laugh softly: "Don't worry about them!"
Zhang Moyan glared at him. Xiao Xingyu smiled and walked her to the bedroom door. She was about to enter when Xiao Xingyu suddenly leaned over to her and whispered, "Nice~"
These two words were so devastating that she quickly ran into the room and closed the door.
It seemed as if one could see Xiao Xingyu smiling through the door. Zhang Moyan felt that at this moment only the four words "ashamed" could describe herself.
She quickly found a long-sleeved, long-hem dress from the closet. While changing clothes, she cursed herself as an idiot dozens of times in her heart and blamed Xiao Yu.
Why didn’t he tell her such an important thing as his parents coming over?
It's so embarrassing!
After changing her clothes and losing all her courage, Zhang Moyan almost had to use all her black and thick learning to have the nerve to walk out of the bedroom.
Meng Xiaoya was looking at the green plant painting on the wall of the room. Xiao Weizhou was standing at a loss in the middle of the living room. Only Xiao Xingyu was lying on the sofa in a cheerful mood, stretching his long legs and browsing his mobile phone, looking like he was in his own territory.
If I remember correctly, this is only his third time here...
Hearing the sound of the door, Xiao Xingyu looked up from the back of the sofa at Zhang Moyan. After giving her a full body scan, he gave her a thumbs-up and asked something irrelevant: "Moyan, did you change the password to your door? I tried the previous password just now and it didn't work."
"Yes, it was broken before, and I replaced it after it was repaired."
When Meng Xiaoya heard Zhang Moyan's voice, she immediately walked over to her, smiling. "Moyan, don't mind our sudden visit. Xingyu didn't even know we were picking him up at the airport. Today is his birthday, and his dad and I wanted to celebrate it together. We heard from Xingyu that you prepared a feast for him, so we came here excitedly."
Xiao Weizhou also apologized and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing your world of two. We'll leave after dinner!"
Embarrassing goosebumps crept up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head again.
Really, Zhang Moyan felt that although this house was hers, she really wanted to escape.
"Auntie and uncle, please sit down and I'll pour you a cup of tea!" Zhang Moyan always respectfully addressed Xiao Weizhou as Mr. Xiao. On this occasion today, she felt that it would be better to address him with a title that matched "Auntie".
Xiao Weizhou politely said: "Oh, no need..."
Meng Xiaoya gave Xiao Weizhou a disapproving look, then turned around and said sweetly to Zhang Moyan, "That's going to be troublesome!"
"No trouble." Zhang Moyan couldn't understand their looks, and turned around and went to the kitchen.
Fortunately, the company gave me a box of high-end Keemun black tea during the Chinese New Year, so it doesn’t look too shabby to serve it to guests now.
When three cups of tea were brought over on a tray, Xiao Xingyu, who had been lying comfortably on the sofa, had been moved to a separate sofa stool on the side, while Meng Xiaoya and Xiao Weizhou were sitting upright on the double sofa.
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