Chen Huayao muttered: "What's the point of this guy? Is it easy to invite him to dinner?"

Xu Suhang smiled and said, "Maybe he wants to use this opportunity to apologize to you. Didn't he lose the last boxing champion competition? Let's go and have ice cream."

In the evening, Xu Suhang saw Chen Huayao on Foduzhu Road and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Chen Huayao wore a straw hat and a flowery shirt, and was holding a pair of pig's feet in his hand, tied with a rope, and was exposed white outside, which was very eye-catching. This really felt like "eating a meal".

"What are you doing with pig's feet?"

Chen Huayao said: "That's the case, but when you come to the door to visit, you can't come empty-handed. According to the tradition of our town, it is a ritual to bring up a pair of pig's feet to express your feelings."

"Your town?"

"Yes, I am from Lihua Town. I have a good mountain and water, and I have a strong and outstanding place. I have a handsome guy like me? Are you interested in marrying into our Lihua Town as a wife? I will give you a delicious meal every day."

"Go, come less."

I went to Tianhe Community to call Gan Muye, and Gan Muye quickly went out to greet him.

This is a famous wealthy community with an elegant environment, a small rockery pool with gurgling water, a pleasant osmanthus trees are blooming, and villas of different shapes are located in aligned manner, and security measures are very strict.

Gan Muye's home is in Building 4, District 2, a three-story baroque villa.

There is a swimming pool and a courtyard in front, and a garden behind. There are low red walls around it, and the walls are full of ivy. The courtyard is filled with white jasmine and small-leafed banyan. A swing is hanging under a straight branch, swinging around in the evening breeze, looking very literary and artistic.

Chen Huayao looked around, looking like a local bun, sighed: "It's indeed a good place, a square meter costs tens of thousands, right?"

"It's only more than 100,000 yuan, not too expensive." Gan Muye replied casually, and his heart suddenly filled with happiness.

Chen Huayao stuffed a pair of greasy pig's trotters into his arms and said, "Your dad bought such an expensive house, but he raised such a malnourished son like you. Even I can't beat me. What's the point? I bought a pair of pig's trotters and stewed a pot for you to nourish your body at night. Don't peek at the women's locker room all day and make you feel kidney-deficient."

"What are you doing!" Gan Muye's precious Versace shirt was stained and he threw away the pig's trotters in a hurry.

Chen Huayao was quick-eyed and quickly. Before the pig's trotter fell to the ground, he reached out to grab the rope and lifted it up, and said angrily: "You are so shameless? I kindly give you gifts but throw them away. This is your way of hospitality? Hold it well! Otherwise, I will shake out the scandal of you stealing the bra of a female student in the Taekwondo club!"

"I, how can I do it! You made it up." Gan Muye wanted to swear, but when he saw Xu Suhang, who was as gentle as water, he forced himself to do so, took the pig's trotter and held it in his hand.

Xu Suhang held back his smile and followed behind.

After passing the pebbly corridor, the nose is filled with the fragrance of jasmine, walk into the villa.

There was a flower-shaped celadon vase more than half a person tall standing in the entrance hall. While Chen Huayao changed into soft slippers prepared for them, he said, "This vase is pretty good."

Gan Muye replied lightly: "My father bought it in Liulichang, Beijing. The antiques in the early Qing Dynasty were only about 50,000 or 60,000 yuan."

Chen Huayao ignored him and said to Xu Suhang: "Look at the color, the pattern, and the fakes are just over twenty yuan in Qingning Cultural Plaza."

Xu Suhang didn't know whether it was true or false, but since Chen Huayao said that, he was embarrassed to object and had to give his master face, so he had to maintain a reserved smile.

Gan Muye snorted in the nose, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, I've been identified by experts."

In front of an exquisite nanmu picture frame in the corridor, Chen Huayao stopped.

Gan Muye held the pig's trotter, his face was gloomy, and he thought to himself: "Let's see what you say."

It is a still life depiction of Sebasta, a 19th-century French freehand painter. It has exquisite skills and mature colors. The apples, grapes, plates and plaid tablecloths in the picture are shining with soft light, which is extremely beautiful.

Gan Muye's father bought it for £60,000 a few years ago at the Zurich auction, and it hangs it in the corridor to add a lot of artistic atmosphere.

Chen Huayao touched his chin and looked left and right, saying, "This should be the masterpiece of the one-armed painter under the overpass of the ancient city. I didn't expect that he would draw portraits of ten yuan per picture every day for people. He is somewhat of a good idea. Some people like to be rich, and they also buy street stall paintings as Sebasta's works."

"Maybe they didn't know when they bought it." Xu Suhang responded in embarrassment.

Seeing that the two of them were singing together, Gan Muye didn't realize that there was anything wrong with Chen Huayao calling Sebasta's name and said angrily: "This painting is obviously a still life sketch of Sebasta, what do you know?"

Chen Hua pointed to the sloppy French signature in the lower right corner of the painting and said, "Look here, there are very heavy traces of imitation."

Walking to the corner, a spherical sculpture full of curves, Gan Muye rushed to say: "This is a work from the peak of postmodernist master Nierlo in the 1950s, showing the traumatized earth crying. My father put it here to alert the development of the enterprise to not ignore environmental protection." He reached out and touched it, "It's only 240,000 US dollars, not worth a few dollars."

Chen Huayao looked like an appreciative master temperament: "You were cheated by your father again. You bought a metal lump of 240,000 US dollars to block the area at home? Otherwise, we make a bet and you split the broken ball and see. There is definitely a memory of the Academy of Fine Arts. Don't I know what those students made? If not, I would rather not have you for 60,000 yuan."

Why was Gan Muye willing to joke about the 240,000 US dollars of art? His father had to kill himself alive and said, "Do you believe it or not?" But he was extremely annoyed: Do you know how to say less?

Just as he was about to ask the servant to take the pig's trotters to the kitchen, Chen Huayao said to a wall lamp next to the corridor: "Su Su, this is obviously a bargain bought by Taobei. Their family pretends to be so rich, but their taste is not very good. Alas, this is the case for nouveau riche, and we can't force them too much."

Xu Suhang replied: "It's a bit like that."

Gan Muye's throat felt sweet, and a blood arrow was almost spurting out.

The wall lamp is a palace artifact of the Ottoman Empire in the 19th century. It has a bronze base. The two extended bottoms are wrapped in gold and silver threads. The shape is rich in Arabic style, with fine workmanship and gorgeous appearance. How could it be compared to the shoddy products made by Taobei.com merchants?

If you continue watching, you will be angry to death by this man!

"Chen Huayao, you are here!" The gentle and delicate voice of the tulips sounded in the living room.

Chen Huayao was shocked: "Xiangxiang?" The cigarette butt in his hand shook and almost fell to the ground.

Gan Muye didn't realize that a strange smile appeared. This was his killer move. He specially invited Chen Huayao and Xu Suhang, and Tulips to meet and see how you play. Xiangxiang knew that he was tugging with Xu Suhang, so why didn't he quickly return to his arms?

Tulip was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When he saw Gan Muye holding a pair of pig's trotters, he couldn't help but feel funny, but immediately saw Xu Suhang following behind, and raised his eyebrows and immediately turned cold.

Only then did Gan Muye realize that he had been holding the pig's trotters for a long time and said, "Student Xu, you can sit there casually. I'll ask the servant to pour tea."

Xu Suhang smiled and said, "Chen Huayao, are your classmate here too?"

In this situation, Chen Huayao's brain immediately ran rapidly at a speed of ten times faster than the Tianhe supercomputer, saying: "Come on, this is the most beautiful girl in our sociology department. She is deeply loved by all boys. A tulip blooming in my heart."

Xu Suhang knew that Chen Huayao was exaggerating and didn't feel anything strange. He sat on the side of the sofa and nodded and said, "Okay." In fact, they had met at the last dance class party, and their relationship was a little better than Chen Huayao imagined.

"Xu Suhang, you are so beautiful, no wonder the boys in our class are so obsessed with you." Tulip glanced at Chen Huayao with a point of view and found that Chen Huayao was pretending to appreciate the banners hanging in Gan Muye's living room again.

Xu Suhang smiled and said, "You are so charming, especially your eyebrows and eyes. The girls in our class envy you so much, and even if you put on makeup, you can't look like that."

"Your lip color looks so good, it looks good with you. Where did you buy it?"

"The Ouliya counter on the first floor of the Guomao Mall is now selling at a discount price. The quality is very good, only 98 yuan per piece. I will buy it with you tomorrow. Your anklet is also very cute."

"I just can't find shoes for this ankle."

"I also have an ankle, which is not as good as yours."

"I can't compare to you."

The two girls were so good that they didn't look like they were secretly hostile.

Chen Huayao knew it was not very good, so he covered his stomach and looked like he was looking for a toilet. However, it was too late, so Tulip stopped him: "Hey, come here and help us see who is wearing the anklets that look better."

The two beauties' right feet stretched out at the same time, with such fair skin, crystal clear as jade, slender and graceful feet, and white, tender and beautiful toes.

Xu Suhang's anklets are made of silver and are connected in series with red ropes. The tulip anklets are more than a dozen jingling jade bells, which are arranged together, so beautiful that they make people breathe temporarily.

When my legs were lifted, I could even vaguely see the white carved lace shorts inside the short skirt. Chen Huayao rubbed his eyes: "Ah, that... By the way, I'm myopic and can't see clearly. Can you raise your legs a little higher? Well, higher, okay, this angle is very suitable."

Tulip curled his lips and said, "Chen Huayao, what are you thinking? Tell me quickly, whose one looks better?"

This problem is more difficult than having chicken or egg first.

But it is nothing to Brother Hua, who is extremely smart. "Xiangxiang's pink makeup is like a dream elf. Susu's elegant and charm is nobler than the moon, and they are all very beautiful. Hey, Xu Suhang, don't sway your legs randomly, block me."

The two girls noticed his ulterior motives at the same time, hurriedly put down their legs, and spat in one voice: "Pervert!"

Chen Huayao's face did not change and said, "What are you saying is inexplicable? I have a 800-degree myopia and I have seen nothing but anklets."

"Also pretend!" the two women shouted again.

Chen Huayao had no choice but to look at the scenery as if "I am going to look at the bright moon."

Gan Muye walked over and said, "My parents are not at home today, but Uncle Liang cooks very well. To cheer up, I also called two people. Chen Huayao, don't you mind?" Uncle Liang is his chef.
Chapter completed!