You are as rustic as the wind and as beautiful as the flowers

Sure enough, after the "tough guy car" parked, it was Lin Miao who got out of the car.

Bai Mei smiled and said: "You guessed it right! It's really him."

"Oh, he's quite handsome." Zhou Ya observed and commented seriously, even setting up an awning with her hands.

She did it on purpose. In fact, there was no sunlight blocking her sight at all. They were sitting indoors, blocked by the verandah, so the sun didn't come in.

Lin Miao was wearing a washed denim short-sleeved shirt today, with a pair of shallower ice sleeves underneath, which was very visual and could highlight his figure well.

A man who practices fitness has broad shoulders that he can trust.

He is toned and tall, not a muscular man like the Hulk.

Coupled with Lin Miao's artistic long hair with hairpins, jeans, and canvas shoes, she is indeed handsome.

"Ahem, cough, no wonder, I finally understand." Zhou Ya said meaningfully to Bai Mei.

Bai Mei looked at Zhou Ya's expression and knew what her best friend meant, so she said with a coquettish tone: "I understand, but hold it back, don't say it!"

"I don't, I just want to say it." Zhou Ya deliberately angered Bai Mei and refused to listen to her. Who told her to threaten people at this time without a need to apologize tone? Huh! "You, a face-controller, can only be attracted by such a top product."

The possibility of capture is delusional to others."

"Yeah, I think so too." Bai Mei softened, feeling a little relieved after being told what she was thinking, "Do you think he has the temperament of a male protagonist in an old-school Hong Kong movie?"

"Don't tell me, he reminded me of that...yes, Jiang Hua!" Zhou Ya said, "That's the smell!"

"I'm not that old, right?" Bai Mei quit.

"Haha, Jiang Hua was young at that time." Zhou Ya was laughed out of Bai Mei's pout. This little expression was really amazing.

The contrast between the front and the back is a manifestation of inconsistency that only ferocious best friends can have.

While the two were joking, Lin Miao walked up the stairs and saw Bai Mei.

Bai Mei waved to him, and Lin Miao came over.

"Hello, we meet again." Lin Miao greeted Bai Mei. After sitting down, she glanced at Zhou Ya and nodded.

"Let me introduce you," Bai Mei put away her playful look and said seriously: "This is my best friend, Zhou Ya, a living artist, and this is the great director, bracket, future,

Lin Miao."

When Bai Mei said this, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Most of today's young people are afraid of society, especially those who are more literary and artistic.

Bai Mei is really smart, and her high emotional intelligence is evident.

"Mei, why am I a life artist? I am a full-time housewife." Zhou Ya said, "However, I may become a single mother soon."

Zhou Ya’s emotional intelligence is also extremely high.

When she said this, the psychological distance between the three of them became closer based on Bai Mei's words.

Because she could see a little confusion in the look Lin Miao looked at after she sat down.

Perhaps, in Lin Miao's subconscious mind, she might have thought that Bai Mei was introducing someone to him, right?

Therefore, to use words to clear up this unnecessary speculation, Zhou Ya has eliminated this possibility.

She is a mother-like sister who is facing divorce.

Beauty is beauty, that's just the appearance.

"I'm so excited today to be able to sit with two beauties in such an atmospheric place!" Although Lin Miao is a bit arrogant, she can often speak astonishingly when she gets into shape.

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There is nothing wrong with what you say.

And it’s quite impressive.

Sometimes, it’s really hard to distinguish between scumbags.

If the ability to express oneself well is one of the characteristics of a scumbag, then many artistic young men are also prone to being accused.

Because young artistic men either don’t say a word, or they slip up and become even worse than scumbags.

"Don't worry, I'll place an order first." Bai Mei reminded the two of them humorously. If she continues with such witty remarks, she doesn't even need to eat anything, just talk.

The waiter saw Bai Mei's gesture and walked over quickly.

"Beauty, what do you need?"

"Order."

"Okay."

As the host, Bai Mei took on the role of host with the humility of the two guests.

You're welcome.

Bai Mei can decide Zhou Ya’s habits and hobbies for her.

Lin Miao, it’s obvious that as long as the person is right, it doesn’t matter what he eats.

When he came here today, his self-positioning was very accurate and clear, that is, he played the role of a vase.

Although, this vase is just a handful of green grass.

But for flowers, being a foil is enough.

Bai Mei already knew the taste and characteristics of this restaurant, so she placed the order very quickly.

After placing the order, Bai Mei said: "The taste of this store is a bit younger, and the quality is not to mention. It is British-style, more Western-style, but also relatively simple."

"Yes, the British really don't know much about food. They know more about football." Zhou Ya said, "Why do you want to adopt the British style? Is the owner of the shop a returnee from overseas?"

"Smart! Correct answer." Bai Mei said, "The owner of the shop is the owner of the house. He is a super rich second generation. After returning from studying in the UK, he bought this house and opened a restaurant he likes. He has no pressure and can make a legitimate living.

This is the lifestyle that many people envy."

"Indeed."

"This is more awesome than financial freedom. What kind of freedom is this?" Lin Miao thought about it with great interest. Sure enough, she has a director's style and always likes to discover models from life.

"Freedom of life." Zhou Ya responded, using Bai Meiguan's reputation as a living artist to make a joke.

"Haha, yes!" Lin Miao looked impressed and said: "Freedom of life is indeed more awesome than financial freedom, because life requires not only money, but also quality, time, mood, and...fuck

, life turns out to be quite a luxury!"

As Lin Miao talked, she was so moved by her discovery that she wished she could immediately take out her notebook and write it down.

Zhou Ya and Bai Mei witnessed Lin Miao's state of creative passion.

Zhou Ya thought to herself, this is really a good and capable director, maybe he will become popular in the future.

Bai Mei thought to herself, is it possible that the one who steps on the horse is really a scumbag? I brought you here to ask you something, how can you be so excited to see a beautiful woman?

What does it look like? The peacock spreads its tail!

Bai Mei's slightly jealous reaction is not unreasonable, because the last time she met Lin Miao, she briefly drank coffee after the gym. Lin Miao's performance that time was very different from this time.<

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Last time, he seemed a little jerky, a little reserved, a little big boy.

This time, he looks like an old fritter, which makes people wonder if he is a scumbag.

Soon, the meal will be on the table.

A pot of romantic Paris black tea, a pot of British black currant black tea, a pot of extracted black coffee, fruit tart, French mille-feuille, bale...

The waiter also performed a special ceremony. The Big Ben that was pushed over on a trolley was struck four times, which meant that the world stopped for tea.

***The author has something to say***

While typing, I was suddenly flirted with by a beautiful lady, and I almost didn’t succeed. Hum~ I’m the best~