reborn my golden age

Ma Wenwen came to Lin Jingya's house with a familiar way. On the road, the girl's mouth was still unwilling to idle.

Zhao Yuanyuan, who was sitting on the co -pilot, Zhang Yuan looked at Zhao Yuanyuan, who was smiling, and was very sympathetic in his heart. How did Zhao Yuanyuan carry the four years of college and replaced him.

"Wang Yong must have eaten melon seeds on Sister Lin. You can eat it without going out. It's good!"

"I don’t know where Wang Bo is."

Ma Wenwen's big mouth: "It is estimated that it is also blocked halfway. Hey Zhang Yuan, what gift do you say Wang Bo will pick?"

Zhang Yuan said: "I don't know! This kind of man who hasn't been in love is hard to think about it. He may be able to send this book to Sister Lin."

"I don't believe it! Maybe Wang Bo may have a set of lipsticks or perfume for Sister Lin."

"I advise you to take it seriously, Wang Bo is more straight than me! He can't think of this tone."

Ma Wenwen turned proficiently, and then saw a plug in the sewing, and said proudly: "You see, my technology is much stronger than Xiaolei! If she is now, it is estimated that they are still waiting for others to let the way.

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After arriving at the place, I saw Wang Bo's car stopped there.

"Go, go up!" Ma Wenwen got out of the car and was ready to rush up.

After Zhang Yuan got out of the car, he saw Lin Jingya's mother Xia Xiaoli watching down the window upstairs.

"There are parents!" Ma Wenwen came, and Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of the last time the bad -tailed real estate Haitang Jiayuan who took over the south of the city, he had seen it once.

I just don't know that Lin Bonian is not at home, it should be not ...

Thinking about it, Lin Jingya's head also greeted a few people: "Hurry up, just worse you."

"immediately!"

After going upstairs, I saw several people sitting on the sofa watching TV. Wang Yong and Wang Bo were chatting with melon seeds, and there were a few faces that did not know.

"Come, introduce this, this is Min Jian ..." When he heard this "Min", Zhang Yuan felt that there were counting in his heart. Look at his eyebrows, it really is similar to Min Hang.

"This is Zeng Xue, this is Zhou Bai."

After introducing these, Lin Jingya laughed: "I don't need to introduce this, you must know, Zhang Yuan!" Then I introduced Ma Wenwen and Zhao Yuanyuan.

Wang Yong and Wang Bo on the sofa murmured for a long time and did not grasp the key points, but the little friends came over to finally talk about the topic.

Xia Xiaoli in the kitchen is still busy, but the dishes on the table have already been put on a lot.

Wang Yong had already gathered in the past: "Aunt Xia, do less, can't finish eating!"

There was a good voice in it: "Can't finish eating? I may believe that others say that, but if you say that, then we have to speak in the facts."

Zhang Yuan's nose has always been easy to make, and when he smelled the taste, he said to Wang Bo: "Like a chestnut stew chicken ..."

Wang Bo swallowed his saliva: "I smell it like."

The opposite Zeng Xue was very curious to watch these two people who seemed to be very unjust. She had a wonderful feeling. If these two people removed the halo on the body, it was almost different from passers -by.

Greed some.

She looked at Wang Yong again, and the goods were still relying on the kitchen.

"Wang Yong, this boy, although he said that Aunt Xia did not do it again, but I thought about it, it must have wanted to add two dishes!"

Zhang Yuan finally reacted. The girl in front of him must be familiar with Wang Yong. He looked around. There were two bond tonight, one was Lin Jingya, and the other was naturally Wang Yong.

Ma Wenwen is familiar: "No wonder Wang Yong is so fat!"

But as soon as this remark, she felt the eyes of Wang Bo, Zhang Yuan and Zhao Yuanyuan floating on her body. This kind of eyes were very bad.

Her cheeks drum: "See what I do, today the protagonist is Lin! You, you, you all quickly hand over the gift!"

Wang Yong in the kitchen has come out, and he regrets: "It's a waste of tonight!"

Xia Xiaoli also came out of the bed, and she was holding a big name, as if it was soup.

As she went on the apron, she said: "Today Xiaoya's birthday, it is rare to come here. You must eat more tonight!"

Before the remaining people did not speak, Wang Yong first said: "Aunt Xia, rest assured, we must do my best!"

Xia Xiaoli hung up the apron and said to this group of juniors: "You play, I went out to find my old partner."

"Auntie together!" Ma Wenwen's mouth was very sweet, Xia Xiaoli squeezed her baby's fat face in a pet, and said, "Let's eat it, I have other activities with her dad."

As soon as Xia Xiaoli went out, the atmosphere at home was different.

Parents are not there, everyone feels free.

Lin Jingya greeted everyone to take the seat quickly. Zeng Xue sat while sitting and said, "Aunt Xia's craftsmanship is really so good!"

Wang Yong opened the cake with seven hands, and then lit the candle, a total of two, one 1, one 8.

"Let's wish you!"

Lin Jingya's eyes were closed, her hands were closed, and she opened in less than five seconds, and then quickly blown off the candle.

"Is it so fast?"

Ma Wenwen feels too fast. If she has to think about it, choose one choice, how can it take a few minutes?

Wang Yong didn't do so much at all: "Hurry up, I want to eat that piece, the piece with kiwi!"

Lin Jingya's mobile phone shook, and a phone came in. Lin Jingya looked at the number, frowned disgust, and hung up immediately.

Zeng Xueqi said: "Who? Do you give people a chance to speak in such a call?"

Lin Jingya looked at Zhang Yuan and said, "Can you guess?"

"Can you remind you?" Zhang Yuan felt that his mind was not so good, but suddenly said, "The surname Song?"

"It's him!"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "That's not possible to pick it up! You can't give him a good face, or he thought he had a chance again."

It seems that Song Yin's work is quite in place, and even Lin Jingya's birthday has heard it, but people refuse to give him an opportunity to say "Happy Birthday".

At this time, Song Yin was an absolute depression. Hanging the phone was more cruel than no one has been connected. This attitude is quite decisive.

"Don't answer my call, I think your dad is promoted to the vice -province!" Song Yin sneered in his heart. Lin Bonian had already been in the hall. He wanted to go up and needed a central approval.

If the two have no intersection, then there is no problem; but Song Yin pursuing Lin Jingya's failure, which is equivalent to the relationship between the two.

Song Yin was very aggrieved. He felt that he was really sincere. If Lin Jingya was really willing to be good with him, then he would decisively abandon this group of fox friends and dog friends.

Tonight, they live in Jiankang's birthday. He invited wine in Yanjing.

There is no name, the name is Lin Jingya's birthday tonight. He wishes a happy birthday.

As soon as he arrived in heaven and earth, Song Yin announced his proudly: "Tonight buddies do east, you can just click!"

Willow snuggled Song Yin: "Yin brother, why are you so generous?"

Song Yin squeezed Liu Su's little face, and said with a smile: "Then do you say I am usually generous? What do you want tonight? How about buying you a bag?"

Willow said in surprise: "Really? You can't lie to me!"

"Look at your performance at night, hehehe ..."

Fang Xiaoyuan also came over. Last time she tried her best to enter this circle, how could she not come to participate in the event?

Needless to say, there is no need to say that the girl who can enter and exit in this club can not be played. She has no advantage than this. But fortunately she is still a little star, which is a great halo.

But in this, Fang Xiaoyuan also suddenly discovered that the women here are also very able to "act", one by one, one by one, and invests very much.

This kind of drama without script lines, she doesn't know how to control it, but other women have controlled them very well. Sometimes she thinks that if these women enter the performing arts circle, can she be able to live in the show?

As soon as this idea came out, Fang Xiaoyuan was a little panicked, but she laughed immediately. This is an impossible thing.

If they are group performances, there are still opportunities; but from here, this opportunity will be absolutely an opportunity.

Yan Xun sat with Fang Xiaoyuan with wipe. He did not bring other female companions. Now everyone knows that Fang Xiaoyuan is his overall attack target.

A group of people were drinking, singing, shaking dice and bragging in the private room, so happy.

The waiter outside knocked on the door, sent a fruit plate in, and then said something from Song Yin: "Young Master Song, Mr. Gu is here."

Song Yin didn't drink much wine. He just stabbed a stomach, and he didn't answer the phone? Hum, the phone didn't answer!

"Give me a fruit plate over and say that I am going to see him!"

"Okay Mr. Song."

Hearing Song Yin's words, the other friends were curious: "Three Brother, what's wrong? Are you still planning to have a relationship with him? Don't you think it's a big deal?"

Song Yin sneered: "I just want to know, how many loachs are there in these four or nine cities!"

The ancient spirit wind came to drink some wine to sing a song tonight, and then look at how to arrange in the second half.

He is lascivious, but he is not hungry, and he usually pays attention to recuperating and breeding, so as to "lasting war".

The door rang, and a waiter came in.

"Mr. Gu, a Mr. Song asked me to send you a fruit plate, saying that I would visit you when you wait."

Mr. Song? Mr. Song, which can be thought of by ancient Lingfeng, is Song Yin. What do you want to do?

He stared at the fruit plate in front of him, his expression was a little overwhelming. The waiter looked at the face of the ancient spirit style. He yelled well in his heart.

Although he was just a waiter, his tip was really sincere, and he couldn't bear the job.

Finally, after the ancient spiritual style was weighing again, I felt that it was impossible. In a sense, Song Yin was given to himself, and the consequences after rejection may be very serious.

"Where is Mr. Song? I'll invite him!" Gu Lingfeng got up. Although Song Yin said he was coming to visit, he couldn't really let Song Yin come over.

Talent.

"Mr. Gu, please." The waiter bowed and opened the door of the private room, and the ancient spirit style went out.

In Song Yin, I asked curiously: "Three brothers, how do you think of him to see him?"

"I went home in the evening, guess, how many parties greeted my dad?"